JENNY 08
Betsy shook her head, "A spank back there can be very painful. It looks
like a cane was used, by the size and shape of the marks. I knew that you
needed to be spanked for years; I even thought you wanted to be, but I
never thought your dad would wake up."
Helen-Ann laughed, "I had to first get spanked and then march into his den
with no clothes on. _THAT_ finally got his attention. Betsy, I'm going to
sleep tied to the bed and wake up to the cane every day. Oh, only two
strokes. I'm supposed to be able to get spanked anytime I ask for it. When
dad is busy, or on a trip, you get to do it to me. Think you can handle that?"
Betsy smiled, "Get your naughty ass over my lap, honey, and I'll damn well
_show_ you I can handle you. I'll only give you five on each cheek today,
but I bet you'll feel them."
Helen-Ann happily got over Betsy's lap.
Splat!, Splat! scream, scream.
Helen-Ann got her ten, and they had been good ones all right. She was
crying as she embraced Betsy. "T-thanks, B-betsy."
She went to her room for her hairbrush, then back to the den.
Ross looked at her, "What happened Helen-Ann? It looks like you have been crying."
"Dad, I talked to Betsy when I went for the paddle and she _showed_ me
that she is very capable of spanking me if you aren't available." She got
over her dad's lap. "I know there is a lot of damage back there, but I
looked in the mirror, and you should be able to see new red marks on both
cheeks. That was only five on each cheek, but it still made me scream and cry."
She explained, "Dad, you simply have to spank me hard enough to make me
scream. If I just grunt or moan, it wasn't hard enough, and I'll start
crying on the first good spank. On your lap, I'll try to move a lot. The
cuffs tied to the bed will take care of that, but for tonight just hold me
down. Remember that there will be lots of screaming and crying, but if we
agree on a number of spanks, I get them, no matter what. Is that plain enough, dad?"
Ross was learning, "Sure Helen-Ann, but be patient with me until I learn
about this spanking bit. Are you ready for your very first spanking from your dad?"
"Ready? Dad I have been waiting for years for the fucking thing, and you
can give me extras for the bad language."
Ross said, "I'll do that. Now how many do you want and which, er, tool do
you want me to use?"
Helen-Ann had been thinking about this. She knew that Jenny was going to
get twenty five with the cane, the next time she was naughty. The cane was
supposed to be worse than a paddle or hairbrush, but other than the ten
from Betsy, she had never had the paddle before, and still hadn't had the
hairbrush used on her. She had already decided to request twenty five on
each cheek with both implements, so she quickly told her dad.
Ross laughed, "That is exactly what Jenny told me on the phone. OK,
naughty one, here it comes. I'll give you five on one cheek, five on the
other, then start on the first cheek again." He decided on the paddle first.
SPLAT! scream, "Oh, daddy, thank you, that was good."
This continued until Helen-Ann's cheeks were both very red and she had
taken her total of fifty. He made her scream with every one, and she was
crying up a storm. łNow, young lady, for the bad language, up you get.
Bend over and grab your ankles."
SPLAT! scream, scream, scream. She fell on the floor
"OHHHHH, OHHHHH, g-good f-for y-you d-dad.
She recovered and soon found the hairbrush was much different, but still
very effective. It seemed to have less 'thud' but more 'sting', like the
cane, which was almost pure 'sting'. Ross had her screaming and crying. He
was finally done. Helen-Ann stayed over his lap for a few minutes, then
got up and bent over, touching her toes.
Ross was a bit mystified, "I thought I was done honey."
"Not quite, dad. I wanted to tell you that you busted my fucking ass, and
the punishment for one bad word is one like this, correct?"
Ross smiled, "You are exactly correct. With the paddle."
SPLAT! scream, scream, scream. She had fallen over again.
OHHHHH, OHHHHH, OHHHHH, v-very g-good.
She flung herself into his arms and kissed him on the cheek. "I don't know
how to thank you, dad. Hey, tell me something, once you got started did
you kinda enjoy spanking me?"
Ross smiled, "You have a very spankable ass, even if it's not in very
pristine shape today. I have to admit that I _did_ enjoy it."
Helen-Ann smiled, kissed his cheek and said, "I bet not as much as I liked
to have you finally do it to me!"
"OK, dad; let me make a suggestion. You and Rhonda have been fucking for a
couple of years now. I hear the noises from the master bedroom, so don't
deny it. Besides, I was having trouble sleeping one night and came down to
make some hot chocolate. You two were nude, fucking on the rug in front of
the fire. Shit, but it made me horny, but I took care of that along with
the hot chocolate and then I had no trouble sleeping. She is a lot younger
than you are, but I have seen how you two look at one another. I even
heard you two discussing marriage, and yes, I was eavesdropping and you
can spank me for it, if you want to. I figured it was my affair as well,
if I was going to have a step mother."
Ross interrupted, "Are you ready for a step mother, honey?"
"Dad, I was ready for one about eighteen years ago. My birth mother never
wanted me in the first place, you know that. I really like Rhonda, and I
would love to have her for a step mother. It would be more like having an
older sister, and I might just end up with a very young brother or sister,
which would be fine with me." She laughed.
Helen-Ann thought about what she had said so far, "Dad, her arguments
against marriage were almost the same as my arguments with you. You work
too hard, and are seldom home. She wants a full time husband just like I
want a full time dad. Now you have already promised to delegate, to cut
back, to be with me more."
"Next time you ask her to marry you, she will probably say no. OK, here is
what you do. Take her to the bedroom, over your shoulder, if necessary and
give her about fifty with the paddle or the hairbrush on the bare, of
course. Both might be too much. You can be lecturing her all the time
about the changes that I hope you are already making in you lifestyle.
When she has her fifty, ask her again. I'll bet she will say 'yes' and
then fuck your ass off! A spanking hurts like hell, but is very arousing"
Ross said, "That's five you are owed."
"Huh?"
"That was a pair of 'fucking', a 'shit', a 'horny' and one plain 'fuck'.
Do you want them now?"
Helen-Anne laughed and laughed, "Now, dad, but how about over the end of
the sofa. I'm tired of ending up on the floor."
SPLAT!, SPLAT!, SPLAT!, SPLAT!, SPLAT! scream, scream, scream, scream,
scream. OHHHHH, OHHHHH, OHHHHH.
Helen-Ann lay over the sofa recovering. Finally she got up, somewhat weak
kneed and kissed her dad again, "Oh God, dad, I've waited so long for that."
Ross smiled, "I'll start working on Rhonda tomorrow. You just might have a
step mother quite soon. Oh, if I can convince her to marry me, I'll make
sure she spanks you too."
Helen-Ann called Jenny and Roycee, telling them all about how wonderfully
everything had worked out. "I was getting ready to show off my ass to dad
when I got the idea of going a little further and not wearing any clothes
at all. This was OK in my room; after all, I'm used to being in the nude
there. I even took off my shoes and socks. When I stepped out into the
hall like that, I found my stomach was still inside the room and didn't
have any intention of coming with me." She laughed at herself.
She continued, "I mean, this was the _HALL_. You don't show of your body
there, let alone in dad's den, where I knew he was waiting for me. I'm not
sure how I got downstairs, but I forced myself every inch. Then I must
have stood outside his door for ten minutes screwing up the courage to go
in. You should have seen his face when I did. He was at his desk reading
the paper. He did one of those double-takes like you see in slapstick
comedy and swung around. I told him I was ready for our talk, but I wanted
to show him something first. That was when I turned, bent down, spread my
legs and gave him a good look at my ass. After a little of that I said
something like 'there are six you can't see', and I separated my ass cheeks."
"Then I sat on the sofa and leaned back a bit to make my tits stick out
and spread my legs so he could see everything down front and we started to
talk. I could see his attention wandering to my tits and pussy once in
awhile. You know about the phone call and, Jenny, he spanked me fifty
times with the paddle and the hairbrush, which I understand was your
suggestion. Thanks, that was almost the high point of the evening. I guess
that was when he had me over the end of the sofa and gave me five big ones
with the paddle for using bad language. Before today, he would have ignored it."
Eventually they were talked out and agreed to meet Tuesday at the toy
store. Roycee said, "Time to show you something about expanding you
asshole." She got the K-Y Jelly and one of the butt-plugs. "Get down on
the bed with your feet on the floor, so I can get a good shot at your
rear." She slipped on a pair of thin latex gloves. Using plenty of K-Y she
soon had one finger in Jenny's asshole. Jenny grunted, but was in no pain.
"Honey, I've got one finger buried in your poop chute. Let me wiggle it
around. Feel OK?"
Jenny nodded, "Roycee, that monster you bought must be five times the size
of your finger. Oh, what are you doing? That hurts me a little, but
nothing I can't take"
"Relax back there. That is two fingers. Let me play for awhile, then we
can stop and try for three tomorrow. I'll have that plug in you by the end
of the coming week. By the way, I will probably be gone by then, but your
'final exam' is to put it in before you leave for school, and leave it
there all day. You can take some K-Y with you in case you have to take a
shit. That way you can put it right back in."
Roycee took the monster plug and lubed it up. She had slipped off her
shorts and panties. "Watch my asshole expand, Jen. Soon you will be able
to do the same thing. Notice that I am rotating the plug a little as I
push it in." Jenny was fascinated to see Roycee's asshole expand. It got
bigger and bigger as the plug was pushed farther in. Finally it entered
her with a plopping noise. Her asshole retracted around the small part of
the plug. "There we are, Jenny; all the way in. Roycee stood up. "I kinda
like the feel of it back there. Do you mind if I leave it in place for awhile?"
Jenny was impressed, "Of course not Roycee. I'm not ready for it yet myself anyway,"
Jenny went to sleep about 10:30 PM. She experimented with the timed lock.
Since the next day was Sunday, she set it for 10 AM. If mom was early, it
didn't matter. She found that the chain with the locking mechanism needed
a safety pin, as she had expected, so it didn't fall on the floor. She
also found it easier to put the lock on the chain first, then slip the big
ring on her cuff into the gap and simply pull the lock closed with her one
available hand. She had already left a big note for her mom:
JENNY GETS 25 SUNDAY MORNING!
About 8 AM Sunday, Jenny did get her twenty five. It was pretty bad, but
she had expected it to be. Shit, it was _supposed_ to be. After she had
finished up caning Jenny, Ellen sat on the bed gently stroked her hair.
Finally she spoke, "Jenny, I wish I was your real mother. I wish I could
give you little brothers and sisters, but I can't, and Carl knew that and
accepted it when we married. I really love you."
Jenny smiled, "Mom, you forgot to un clip me. If you'll do that I will hug
and kiss you. You _ARE_ a real mom to me, if not by blood. As far as the
kids are concerned, adopt, if you want. Hey, maybe you and dad want to
help. Ross Sargent is going to arrange a scholarship to Harvard for
Roycee. He said he would 'take care' of Roycee's mom and little sister,
who was an 'afterthought' and is only twelve or thirteen. Remember the big
room over the garage? With a good cleaning and some new furniture it would
make a nice apartment for two people. There is a shower there, and a small
kitchen. Who did you say lived there?"
Ellen untied Jenny and got her hug and kiss, "Your other grandfather, that
is, your dad's dad, lived there. I never knew him because he passed on
before your dad and I started to get serious. I think I can read your mind
on this. We fix the place, Roycee's mom and daughter move in, and Roycee
can go to Harvard. Let me run this by your dad, but it sounds like it
might be an ideal solution. Do you know the girl well?"
"Mom, I haven't seen her in a year or more, but Roycee says she is a real
pain in the ass. She needs to be spanked about every other day, but
Roycee's mom has arthritis in her hands and can't do it. I know that
Roycee has whaled her ass several times since she has been visiting, and
she has improved a lot, but she will be right back where she was after
Roycee leaves. Now if _you_ were to take over her spankings, and have her
meet our friend the cane, I'll bet, between you and I, we could straighten
her out. That is a tough age, I say from my old age of almost eighteen,
but she needs parental guidance, some of which should be on her ass."
Ellen said, "I'll speak to Carl today. I thought I had enough trouble with
one teenager, but now you want me to spank two?"
Jenny said, "I need practice giving, so I'll be more than happy to help out."
Ellen chuckled, "The only reason you want to spank her is for practice?
You expect me to buy that?"
Jenny laughed, "OK, OK mom, so I like to spank ass. So do you. Like I
said, between the two of us, we'll keep her in line."
That afternoon Jenny got a call from one of her girlfriends. She and two
others wanted to come over and claim their four spanks. Jenny groaned; she
could still feel the twenty five from this morning, but this whole thing
had been her fault to start with. "Sure, come over any time. My ass will be here."
Roycee was up to three fingers when one of her girlfriends opened her
door. "Whoops, excuse us. Your mom said to come up."
Jenny laughed, "That's OK, I'm practicing to take a big butt-plug. Roycee
is up to three fingers. Sit and watch, if you like to see things shoved up
assholes. We'll finish practicing soon, and I can get my twelve."
The girl said, "Well, it is sixteen, if you want us all. A friend dropped
by who got her's here Friday, so she came along. We are all on your list
with a star after our names."
Jenny said, with a laugh, "What's one more for brass ass? Be patient for
another ten minutes or so, we didn't really have an appointment, so I
can't say if you are early or late."
Roycee poked her three fingers in and pulled them out, then in and out
again. No question but Jenny could take more than she could before. There
was one younger girl who seemed real interested. "Roycee, I'm into
fisting. Jenny, would you let me play a while with your hole? My nails are
cut back and sanded."
Roycee and Jenny both nodded, so Roycee pulled out and removed her glove,
tossing it in the trash. The girl put on a fresh glove, "I'm Nadine and I
love to fist and be fisted. Do you have any J-Lube? It works better than
K-Y. Ah, here it is." She lubed up Jenny and her hand, then entered with
all four fingers, but her hand was smaller than Roycee's. Her thumb was
tucked in, under her fingers. "Relax, Jenny, this is going to feel good."
She poured on more lube and worked her hand into Jenny's hole, which was
expanding beyond anything she had ever known before. "Relax and enjoy.
That's right, relax more." Suddenly the audience realized that her whole
hand was inside Jenny, who moaned in pleasure.
Jenny almost whispered, "Oh, it feels so good. How much have I taken?"
Nadine smiled, "You have my whole hand in you, Jenny, up to my wrist,
which is as far as we want to go today. Would you like to have a cum?"
Jenny sighed, "Love it. Roycee, would you please lube up my dildo?
Actually, it won't need much lube. I'm wet as hell down there." Nadine
took the dildo from Roycee and gently started it into Jenny's pussy. Jenny
was panting by now. "Deeper, all the way. Oh, that feels good. I want to have a cum."
Roycee took the cane and gave Jenny a fairly weak stroke. Jenny panted,
"Harder, harder." Roycee gave her another, but still not a real stinger.
Then she gave her one that was close to a screamer.
Jenny shook as she had her cum, and fainted. Roycee said, "That was a good
cum, from the looks of it."
Nadine smiled happily, "I guarantee it; I could feel her contractions on
my hand. I know we didn't come here for this, but would you like to see me
take Roycee's fist? Maybe somebody could help me have a cum. I'm hot as
hell after experiencing Jenny's cum second hand."
They all were in favor, so Nadine stripped off her jeans, panties and T
shirt, leaving her nude. Jenny was recovering, so she made room on the
bed. She kissed Nadine on the mouth and got a good one back. Roycee put on
a fresh glove, lubed her hand and Nadine's hole. Zip! Her hand went up
Nadine like it was made for it. It was obvious that Nadine had ample
experience both giving and taking. Nadine moaned in pleasure. Jenny got
her nipple clips and put them on Nadine, who stuck out her chest for them.
Nadine had small breasts, but the nipples were well developed. Jenny put
her hand on Nadine's pussy and entered with a finger. It was Nadine's turn
to moan and pant. Jenny went to two fingers and quickly her whole hand. If
Nadine was that well trained in the back hole, she was probably as well
trained in front. One of the girls gave Nadine a mild spank.
Between pants and groans Nadine said, "Spank me harder. Yes, yes. Again."
She screamed and had a nice cum, with Roycee's hand inside her up to
almost the elbow, and Jenny's whole fist in her pussy. It was her turn to faint.
In a few minutes Nadine recovered, "Oh, that was the best cum I've ever
had." She embraced Jenny and the two exchanged intimate kisses. She hugged Roycee.
Jenny spoke up, "Time to bust my ass. Who wants to go first?"
Nadine spoke up, "I'm the fourth member of the crew. I'd love to come
later in the week, er, change my wording to 'return' later." She laughed.
"I can see that your ass has had a treatment today already. Just let the
three original girls spank you and that should be more than enough for today."
Jenny smiled, "Nadine, after what I experienced with you today, I really
want you to spank me. Would one of you see if mom is ready to do her job
as referee, while I get tied up?"
Ellen arrived and made sure the girls did an adequate job on Jenny. Most
of the girls spanked her hard enough, but one was weak and mom had to give
her some training. Nadine was last. She said, "Do you want them good and
hard, the way I like them Jenny?" Jenny grunted and nodded. She got four
screamers almost as bad as Roycee's treatments.
Jenny spoke through her tears, "Mom, would you like a demo of fisting?
Nadine is very experienced and already made it up my chute."
Ellen said, "Sure honey. I always thought it was a fantasy until Roycee
insisted it was for real."
Nadine put on a fresh glove and got the lube. Ellen was amazed at how
Jenny's hole relaxed and accepted Nadine's hand. "I have to admit that it
isn't a fantasy when I've seen it myself. How far up can you go, Nadine?"
Nadine answered, "Jenny only had a full fist just once before and that was
earlier today. I can go a long way up her, but she needs more experience.
She has invited me back, which I hope is OK with you mam. We will both be
playing and it will be with both holes in both of us. I might as well be
honest with you."
Ellen smiled, "You are most welcome, Nadine. If Jenny wants a bi-sexual
experience, that is her business. I was bi-sexual in college and can
appreciate the fact that one girl certainly knows how to pleasure another.
How does it feel to have all that up your rear, Jenny?"
Jenny smiled, "Unbelievably nice mom. Earlier Nadine stuffed my pussy with
my dildo while she had her hand inside my rear. Then Roycee gave me a slap
with the cane. On the third one, I had one of the best cums I've ever experienced."
Ellen nodded, "Pain and pleasure can be two sides of the came coin."
Monday at school the spanking talk was mostly about the 'terrible' razor
strop. Most of the girls that had gotten it were using pillows and wearing
loose skirts. A number showed off their asses, which were still swollen.
Jenny talked to Miss Hunt to see when a good time for a visit from Roycee
might be. She suggested right after school, so Jenny called Roycee. Miss
Hunt also called the office so the bus driver would not expect to see her after school.
Jenny was in the lot when Roycee putted in with her VW. Soon they were in
the gym talking about old times. Finally Miss Hunt said, "Roycee, would
you like to try the pool, where you trained for so many years."
Roycee said, "Sure, but I didn't bring a suit, do you allow skinny dipping
now? That's how we all swim at the YWCA, and I like it."
Miss Hunt smiled, "That came up about a month ago in my Junior class. One
of the girls wasn't rinsing her suit well enough and it eventually almost
fell apart. You could see one of her breasts where the suit tore. I did
some research, finally calling the office. It turns out there really is no
rule requiring a suit. When I told her that, she took the thing off and
dived in nude. Of course the rest of the girls noticed, and soon they all
were nude. Ever since, that entire class has been swimming nude. Then some
other Junior classes heard about it and now they are swimming nude. I
expect it to spread to the Senior classes, and down to Freshman and
Sophomores. Oh, ho! Jenny, I can see that gleam in your eye. Why do I
think you are nonchalantly going to leave your suit in the locker room, next Thursday?"
"Actually, Miss Hunt, I thought I would take it home and leave it there."
Jenny laughed, "I'll join Roycee in the bare today, if you don't mind."
Miss Hunt said, "Hey, I'll join you. I love to skinny dip myself."
Soon the three were enjoying the pool, without being encumbered with
suits. Eventually they came out of the pool and dried off. Jenny notice
that Miss Hunt had a nice figure, with ample breasts and a flat tummy. Her
ass was what Jenny would call 'very spankable'. Normally she hid her
figure in loose fitting clothes, suitable for her job.
The new bed arrived Monday, so Ellen, Roycee and Jenny set it up. Roycee
had an electric drill belonging to Jenny's dad. She had already made a
sketch of Jenny on the old bed, so cutting four holes in the new frame was
a snap. The chain was the kind that can be opened up with a pair of
pliers, and the end inserted into the frame hole and then re-closed with the pliers.
The new bed was longer as well as a good deal wider. There was surplus
chain left from the piece Jenny and Ellen had bought, so it was easy to
extend the chain somewhat to accommodate the increase in length. Soon
Jenny was tied down to the new bed, next to one side, allowing plenty of
room for her almost-lover. Ellen doubted that Jenny and Derek would use
the cuffs much when he was visiting over night. She figured they wouldn't
get much sleep, but they would be all over each other when they did. Jenny
announced that, although the bed was more comfortable, the restraints felt
just the same.
Three girls called early in the evening, wanting to collect their four
lashes from Jenny. Jenny figured she 'only' had twenty one more, which was
eighty four lashes; ouch. One was wimpy, but improved rapidly with help from mom.
Later they were talking in the kitchen. Ellen started off, "Roycee, would
your mom move to the apartment over the garage, with your sister, of
course? We all want you to go to Harvard, but we don't want you to worry
about your family back here."
Roycee smiled, "Jenny mentioned that you might make the offer. Mom gets
some help from Social Security, until Dox is eighteen. She still works
some, despite the arthritis, so they can survive, if they had a free place
to stay. I'll put it to her this way; does she want to prevent me from
accepting a scholarship? I know Ross said he would care for them, but I
think he means money, and mom is still a proud woman. Besides, if they
were here, I'd know there was someone near to watch them. The big problem
is Dox. She is almost completely out of control. She needs regular
spankings. Right now I've got her partially under control, and she has a
very sore ass, but scholarship or not, I've got to leave the end of this
week. I left in the first place because the job I was applying for paid
better than anything here, once I got through school."
Jenny interrupted, "Didn't tell us that you were the only woman, but were
head of your class."
Roycee scowled at Jenny, "Big Mouth, you need a spanking. Anyway, mom
already has furniture. She rents that hole-in-the-wall bare. Jen and I
looked over the apartment, and all it needs is a thorough cleaning and
some inside paint. We figured to start tomorrow, if you give the go-ahead.
I've still got friends in town, and I can get mom moved free, plus getting
help with the cleaning and painting. We'll have some furniture left over,
which we can get rid of with a yard sale, or store it."
"And I-I want to thank you all." Roycee was crying. Jenny hugged her.
Helen-Ann was about ready to go to bed. It was about 9:30 PM. She was
planning to read a bit before sleeping. She was thinking about the trip to
the Leather Shop tomorrow. Suddenly there was a knock on her door. She
went to the door and found a grinning dad, dressed only in a robe. "It
worked, honey. Would you please come to the den and meet you future step
mother. Don't dress, a robe is fine, or maybe you would prefer the clothes
you didn't have on Saturday night."
She laughed. It was too early to start shocking Rhonda, so she belted on a robe.
