Erin and Bobby had been together since high school and remained more or less a couple though their
first three years in college. Sure there were tense moments and uncertain times as go with being
young adults and a long distance relationship. Still with the end of their next to last semester
approaching both were flying home for Thanksgiving and had agreed to spend some “quality” time
together talking about recent challenges. Bobby didn’t know it yet but if they were going to be continuing
on as a couple he would be getting spanked by his girlfriend.
Wednesday Night: Arrival & OTK
Erin’s flight landed first. She sat there waiting for Bobby’s who like everything else that involved him
lately was predictably unpredictable and late. Her mind was made up they were going to have a very
serious conversation at the first opportunity. Only after which would she know for sure if they had any
future together.
Bobby’s flight landed a mere 15 minutes late and Erin had been sitting just part his gate. Her mood
reserved as he went up to greet her. Bobby being a 22 year old had a plan too involving his girlfriend at
the first opportunity, but it certainly wasn’t talking. After a hug and kiss hello they made their way to the
rideshare pickup area through the throngs of other travelers. Finally through the madness of the traffic
their car arrived. “We need to talk” Erin said in an ominous tone. The ride was silent except for small
talk with the Lyft driver as they made their way. Through the congestion and few miles away from the
airport to her father’s company where her car sat parked and waiting under the light by the front door.
Moments later the couple were alone in the car. She started in on Bobby right away, not nagging, not
complaining but lecturing him on his behavior this past term. About drunken phone calls, in appropriate
social media posts, and pictures of him in some compromising looking positions with other girls. At first
he tried to blow it off, then to redirect her but it was clear that Erin had taken issue with a number of
things and that their relationship was in the balance.
Arriving at her sister’s Bobby expected the opportunity to be social, and charming and turn the tables on
Erin’s issues. Instead of a house filled with people it turned into coffee at the kitchen table with two
oblivious cats in an otherwise empty house where the “talk” turned” very serious and took an
unexpected turn.
“So basically you’re saying I’ve been nothing but trouble since the end of summer” Bobby stated plainly.
And his girlfriend indicated he had not only been disrespectful but also dangerous with his behavior to
himself and his future with his tweets and posts, his pictures, and parties and rants. Then she hit him
with the ultimatum, that it needed to change, and change now. He didn’t want to lose her. And when his
girlfriend suggested spanking him as a punishment for his behavior. He wasn’t sure if this was a set up
as a sex game she had secretly wanted to try or if she was serious.
“So if I want to stay with you I need to apologize and let you spank me when I misbehave like a bad little
boy” before she even answered he had already decided that his girlfriend spanking him was something
he would let happen. How bad could it be? He’d been spanked plenty of times before, and it had to lead
to sex, or make up sex at least right? Bobby told himself.
Consequences
…..
Bobby agreed and Erin started things in Motion right away “Fine mister, walked into the kitchen and
picked a wooden spoon and slotted flat spatula from their place on the counter. Headed back to the
table and adjusted her chair. He was instructed to stand next to her and lectured very sternly by Erin
on exactly why his girlfriend spanking his bottom was going to happen. He felt a little embarrassed by
her lecture and a little turned on by the idea.
As she began to unbuckle his belt his a little turned on became more turned on and it was starting to
show, when she unbuttoned his jeans that evidence of his arousal grew and then she pulled down his
pants and his boxers it was clear exactly how turned on this young man was at the idea of his girlfriend
spanking him.
“Oh so you think this is going to be fun” Erin said. “Well It’s not going to be at all and I am going to beat
your bad little bottom so hard you or your hard little friend there won’t think so either. She roughly
grabbed the head of his bulging cock, “Not get over my knee and settle in for a very painful lesson to
start off our holiday. He went over her knee, his size dwarfing her but that didn’t seem to matter one little
bit.
The very first smack meant business and she continued to spank his bottom with very hard sacks
until with was red and stinging and barely missing a beat she reached for the wooden spoon and
applied it far harder than her hand. She was very, very serious about making her point and lectured him
like a naughty little boy as she punished his butt with the spoon applying it to his upper thighs as well
before trading the wooden spoon for the slotted flat spatula which hurt in an entirely new way ands she
beat his butt to an even darker shade of crimson all while admonishing him for his behaviour.
Bobby took it well and her words had as much effect on him as the spanking, though it was the
combination that made it sink in, and made him understand how childish he had been and that this was
an effective lesson. Eventually his punishment ended and contrite and well punished young man was
allowed up off of Erin’s lap. HE stood there for a moment reflecting on the events before being told to
pull up his pants and given instructions to take her home and when to pick her up tomorrow.
Later that night with his butt still warm and sore, Bobby was back at his home and couldn’t help but
think about the spanking his girlfriend had given him. How much even after the thought of it turned him
on, so much so that he would relieve himself twice by mastubating before going to bed.Not exactly how
he had planned on cumming, but that was before his girlfriend spanking him became part of what would
be a painful holiday reunion.
Thursday A Pre and Post Meal Paddling
Bobby arrived at Erin’s house earlier than he was told to. MAybe learning his lesson about respect
from his trip over her knee last night and maybe because he was still hoping to make the most a what
could possibly be a few minutes alone with her for a proper welcome home.
She was waiting at the door “the house is empty so hustle up to my room” Bobby was sure his intuition
was correct at this point. Sure she had said he had more spanking coming, but being a horny male sex
was never really out of the question in his mind. He bounded playfully up the stairs. And Erin followed
him although her plan was very different.
When Bobby entered, the light was on, the shades were drawn and there were a few boxes of things
Erin had already shipped back from school in preparation for a spring graduation. She closed the door
behind her. And immediately instructed her boyfriend to stand by teh chair, bare his bottom and then
bend over and prepare himself for his beating.
After the night before he knew she was serious and while not nearly as eager as when he first went
across her lap last night moved into position, undid his belt, button fly and lowered his jeans and boxers
before bending over and grabbing the seat of the chair firmly. She began her lecture for why he was
being paddled. This time it was for his social media exploits that could someday cost him in his post
college life. And as the lecture continued he saw her remove her pastel sorority paddle from one of the
open boxes that had been sent home.
One tap on his bare butt during which she admired the faint bruises from his spanking the night before.
Then without a word or warning crack the paddle came down. Stayed in place for a second and then
was reapplied a little harder, pausing as his bottom burst into flames and sting. A third swat was
applied with even more force and it seemed she had in her own mind found the right intensity to paddle
her boyfriend's ass. Which she did with 7 more impression making swats.
Bobby had taken a very hard paddling and was relieved when she stopped and told him to
“compose himself” so they would not be late for dinner. He quickly redressed and she casually tossed
the paddle on the bed. He looked at it realizing that the pretty pastel piece of wood had literally just been
used to punish his bare butt.
“Don’t worry. I’m not done with you and you’ll be getting a much harder and longer beating again later tonight.” a phrase that kept echoing in his head on the drive across town to Thanksgiving dinner. He also remembered them every time his girlfriend looked at him like he was getting close to the line and irritating her. And of course when he sat down as his butt had been bruised from being paddled and his sit spot was still blushing varying shades of red.
All in all it was a nice holiday but he had that sinking feeling of knowing he was going to be punished later.
Even if only one other person at the party did. The young couple were among the first to leave.
So with the festivities and napping after a large holiday meal still in full swing Bony drove back across
town knowing that in about 30 minutes his pants would be pulled down and his girlfriend would be
spanking his bottom again with her sorority paddle. Traffic was light and saved him 5 minutes of worry.
As she unlocked the front door. “You know what to do. So get ready for your spanking and I’ll be up in
just a few minutes.” This time she seemed in the holiday spirit as she said it with a bit of excitement in
her voice.
Bobby quickly went up the stairs, to her room. Closed the door, bared his still sore and marked bottom
and bent back over the chair. A few minutes later the door opened and a mixed feeling of relief that it
was his girlfriend who had entered and not some other random family member
No words, she just picked up the paddle and began to spank him with it. Each swat landed, lingered,
his already marked butt exploded with a new rush of pain and then she repeated the process as methodically and identically as the one before it. No counting, no promised number of pops to his backside. She paddled him until she could see him struggling to hold in position and then increased the pace as his danced in place, his knees buckled and gasps hissed with each new spank.
Bobby’s entire backside was a deep dark red. Bruises a lovely shade of purple began to bloom but not
a second of mercy, a softening or the promise of an ending as he fought and fought to stay in place
because moving or letting go of the seat of the chair was surely going to only get him paddled longer
and harder. Finally his punishment ended. And he was left bent over gasping and struggling to collect
his own thoughts.
As for Erin she was very satisfied with her work and thought perhap that Bobby was beginning to learn
his lesson. Though she had every intention of putting him through his paces and spanking his abused
bottom as much as needed over the next three days to change his behavior and make him into the
boyfriend she wanted.
Disclaimer: This F/M Spanking Story is a work of fiction but represents a healthy adult consensual
spanking sexual fantasy.
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