Date: Mon, 23 Aug 2010 17:02:45 EDT
From: Mikeallanb@aol.com
Subject: JENNY Spankings 11

JENNY Spankings 11
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In just moments she was back with the cuffs, but no  clothes, "You know the
rules dad, one dozen no matter what I say. How about  Rhonda holding my
feet and Laura my hands. OK, I'm ready when you are."
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Bad..
Splat! EEOOWWWW! AS..
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Gramps..
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Worse..
She was screaming and crying long after her dozen. Ross  had been a `quick
study'.
"My turn now." That was all Rhonda said as she stripped.
Ross and Laura helped Helen-Ann out of the cuffs and laid  her on the
couch. Ross said, "You can hold your mom's arms, even if you can't  walk yet.
Laura will hold her feet."
In almost no time Rhonda had on the cuffs and was  stretched over the end
of the sofa.
Splat! EEOOWWWW! How..
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Can..
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Stand..
Splat! EEOOWWWW! This..
If possible, she made more noise than Helen-Ann and  bounced around more.
They removed the cuffs and helped her to lay next to the  younger girl.
Helen-Ann spoke, "Oh God, dad, that was awful, but  wonderful. Thank you.
Thank you.  Let Laura undress and put on the cuffs, then help me to the
floor so I will be  able to hold her feet. Mom should be able to hold her hands
and stay on the  sofa, like I did."
Laura was a bit embarrassed to strip in front of her  boss, but the thought
of her spanking was more important than a little  reluctance to remove her
clothes, so Zip, she was nude. She put on the  cuffs and laid over the sofa
arm.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEOOWWWW! Oh, oh, oh, my ass.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEOOWWWW! Oh, oh, oh, my ass.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEOOWWWW! Oh, oh, oh, my ass.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEOOWWWW! Oh, oh, oh, my ass.
Laura DID scream more than the other two, but she  was otherwise completely
unmoving. Her ass bounced as the strop hit it, but she  made no attempt to
move. After about the third lash Helen-Ann let go of Laura's  feet and stood
up, holding onto the sofa. Seeing this, Rhonda released her  hands. She
screamed and cried, but didn't move a bit. She took her dozen the  same way.
She was still muttering "Oh, oh, oh, my ass" for several  minutes.
It took nearly an hour for all three girls to recover.  Jenny wanted to
thank Laura in a more personal way, so while they were both nude  she embraced
Laura and kissed her on the mouth. Laura automatically opened her  mouth and
they let their tongues explore each other. Helen-Ann let her hands  stray
to Laura's ass and Laura did the same. Finally, they broke apart.  Helen-Ann
said, "Laura, let's get together some day in private and we can use  the
razor strop on each other. I can't tell you how much I appreciate all your
work in finding it."
Laura smiled, "It was a pleasure looking for the strops,  and I have a
confession to make. I found one more that never showed up on my  expense
account. I paid for it myself, and I hope to find a boy to use it on  me.  I'd love
to get together with  you later, just the two of us. I know we can't spank
as hard as your dad, but we  could experiment and take more than a dozen,
until we get about the same  effect."
Helen-Ann chuckled, "The experimentation sounds like fun.  Let's get
together soon, but not too soon." She rubbed her ass.
Ross spoke up, "I have a more material reward for you,  Laura. On Monday,
show up at Steve Blankenship's office. You will be working  with his
secretary, Stella, who is expecting and planning to resign in about two  months
time. When she does, you will take over her position. Your salary will be
increased as of the coming week."
Laura squealed and embraced her boss, kissing him on the  cheek. "Thank you
sir, and excuse my exuberance, Rhonda. I'm not in the habit of  kissing my
boss while I'm in the nude, or otherwise."
Rhonda laughed, "That's perfectly all-right Laura, I  understand. As to
all three of us being nude, I recall Helen-Ann saying  something about `being
dressed for the occasion', and we certainly are." She  embraced Laura too,
and gave her a kiss that was not exactly sisterly. She let  her hands stray
down, like Helen-Ann had. She felt Laura do the same. They broke  apart and
Rhonda said, "I'd like to thank you for my most intense spanking  ever.
Both you and Helen-Ann got it  with the strop from Jenny's granddad, but I
didn't."
Ross smiled, "By the way, Laura, I mentioned to Steve  that you frequently
have a tender rear, and may use a soft pillow to sit on. He  was very
sympathetic." Laura blushed, "Nothing like telling my future boss I'm  kinky.
Well, that's OK sir, he won't have to wonder what the pillow is for."
Laura dressed and soon left with hearty `good-byes'.  Helen-Ann spoke, "I
would highly recommend that you two go upstairs and have a  good fuck. Yes,
that is about five you owe me and you can collect right now, so  I'll be all
ready to take care of myself, since my husband is not here. Let me  get the
paddle."
While she was gone Ross said, "She almost sounded serious  when she said
her husband wasn't here. I haven't even known her to date in about  two years.
"
Rhonda answered, "Just kidding, I guess, or maybe she  wants one."
Helen-Ann returned with the paddle and lay over the arm  of the sofa.
SPLAT!, SPLAT!,  SPLAT!, SPLAT!, SPLAT! scream, scream, scream, scream, scream.
OHHHHH, OHHHHH,  OHHHHH, OHHHHH.
"T-t-thank y-you d-dad."
Ross and Rhonda left hand-in-hand for their bedroom to  take Helen-Anne's
advice. Rhonda left her clothes in the den. They ran into  Betsy on the way.
Rhonda smiled, "Look what he did to my poor ass, Betsy." She  turned and
bent over. "That was our new razor strop. Helen-Ann got to feel it  first."
Betsy laughed, "Mister Ross, you are improving. I haven't  used a razor
strop in years, but I'll be sure to tell Miss Helen how much I'd  like to
practice on her behind."
Helen-Ann went to her bedroom to take care of herself.  How she wished her
husband really was here!
She took a three quart soapy enema, stuffed her pussy  with a big dildo,
put clothespins on her nipples and lay down on the bed with an  absorbent pad
under her. She played with her clit and soon had a nice cum. She  played
some more, adding pressure to her tits by pinching the clothespins.  The enema
was giving her cramps as the  soapy solution worked inside her.
She gasped as she had her second cum.
She got up and went in the bathroom and took another  soapy enema, adding
to what she was holding. She took all she could stand. Wow,  was she ever
full! She went back to the bed and pinched both clothespins very  firmly.  She
screamed. She played  with her dildo, pulling it out and slamming it in. She
could feel a cum in the  making. She moaned, let a spurt of water go and
had a lovely third cum. She  staggered to the toilet and let go. It took
several minutes for the soapy water  to be eliminated. Finally, she took a quick
shower and went to bed. Soon she was  sleeping.
A couple of weeks later she got a call from Laura, "Hi,  Helen-Ann, how's
your ass?" Laura laughed.
Helen-Ann smiled and answered, "Cold as a `Witches Left  Tit', as
Shakespeare, or somebody, said. Do you have a cure for that?"
"Any time you are available in the evening. I inherited a  little house
from my grandmother and live alone. It is an old house with thick  walls, on
about an acre of land. The neighbors have never complained when I've  had play
parties, which can produce lots of screams. I doubt we can disturb  anyone
by ourselves. Bring your strop and we can compare how it feels to mine.
Bring your dildo, and any other toy you use. If a week night isn't good, we
have  Saturday or Sunday. For some reason, I feel like playing this evening,
but you  may not."
Helen-Ann came back, "Now that you've got me thinking  about it, I do
believe a nice spanking is just what I need tonight. Then a few  nice cums would
feel good after that. What's a good time?"
Laura answered, "I usually don't like a spanking on a  full tummy. How
about right after I get off work? We can grab a burger later, if  we bring
pillows. Is 6 PM OK for you?"
"Sure, that's fine, and I don't care for a spanking on a  full tummy
either. Give me directions to your play house." She wrote them down.  They
terminated the call. She was anticipating the spanking and girl-girl  play.  She
put her strop, nipple  clips, clothespins, dildo and enema bag in her
backpack.
Rhonda was home, so she looked her up, "Mom, Laura and I  are going to be
very naughty tonight at her place. I'll be using a pillow  tomorrow, I'm
sure of that, and I'll do my best to see that she does too."
Rhonda laughed, "That was a very nice kiss you two  shared, as well as an
intimate embrace. I should talk, our tongues were dueling  too, and I liked
the way we felt when our hands were straying lower. I guess  both you and I
are a little bi-sexual. I love your dad, but I might just give  Laura a call
some day myself. Ask her how she feels about having a spanking good  time
with an old lady of twenty eight."
"Will do, mom. Is dad spanking you enough?"
Rhonda smiled. She never thought she would like to be  spanked, but
everything had changed in the last few months. She shook her head,  "Not really. I
guess he isn't used to spanking me and I'm not used to asking. I  am
embarrassed to just say `please spank me, honey', so lots of nights I'd like  him
to, but he doesn't."
"Mom, all you have to do is pick up the play toy you want  him to use and
hand it to him. You can make a big deal out of it and get down on  your knees
and hold it out towards him. He'd probably like that. I bet you could  get
some action by just rubbing your ass and saying `honey, can you warm this
for me'. If you are embarrassed to vocalize your request, just handing the
spanking instrument to him should be enough. Hey, I'm outa here. See you
later  with a sore ass. Maybe you'll have one too." Helen-Ann arrived at Laura'
s place  about 6:15 and pushed the bell. Laura answered it almost
immediately, already in  the nude. She said, "Put your clothes on a chair and I'll
give you a warm  welcome."
Helen-Ann started to strip, "Sorry I'm late. Mom isn't  getting spanked
enough, and we got talking. Then I took the wrong turn." She was  nude and
held out her arms, which were quickly filled by Laura. They kissed
passionately and their hands strayed down until both girls were caressing the  other's
ass. They broke, and Laura grabbed for a tit. Helen-Ann did the same.  Laura
put her mouth on Helen-Ann's breast and nibbled on a tit.  Helen-Ann moaned
and let her hand stray  to Laura's pussy. They reversed roles and soon
Laura was  moaning.
They finally ended up on the floor in the classic `69'  position with
Laura on top eating out Helen-Ann, while getting eaten herself.  Helen-Ann
spanked Laura, not very effectively, with her hands. They had both  been hot to
start with, so first Helen-Ann moaned and had a cum, then  Laura.  They lay
on the rug  recovering. Laura said, "Now that we have that little foreplay
out of the way,  shall we spank?"
Helen-Ann smiled, "My ass is still cold."
"OK, kid, let me show you my dungeon. Take your gear  along and don't
forget your ass."
Laura led Helen-Ann to a door. Stairs led down to a  basement, which really
was fixed up like a kinky play area. She said, "Who goes  first?"
Helen-Ann shrugged. "OK, you are the guest, so I'll do  you first. I think
we'll use overhead suspension. Put on these wrist and ankle  cuffs."
Helen-Ann complied and was soon almost hanging from the ceiling, with  her legs
way apart on a spreader bar. "You can move your ass quite a bit, so we  may
go to the cross. I like this because I have access to you all around." She
demonstrated by using a riding crop on Helen-Ann's tits. This resulted in a
scream with every lash of the tip. Laura whipped Helen-Ann's tits about ten
times each, then really surprised her by giving her a good stinger right on
her  pussy. This resulted in a lengthy scream. Laura kissed Helen-Ann, "
That too much  for you honey?"
Helen-Ann was shaking a little, but said, "Try it once  more in both places
and I'll tell you. Hit my tits a bit harder. My pussy too."
Laura said, "Good girl. Remember to give me the same or  better." She
raised the crop and brought it down briskly, hitting a tit with the  tip.
Helen-Ann jumped and screamed.  Laura repeated this ten times on both tits.
Helen-Ann made lots of noise but never  asked Laura to stop. Laura said, "Now
the pussy again. Are you sure you want it  harder?"
Helen-Ann was shaking more but said, "Hit it until I tell  you to stop."
Laura brought the end of the crop down on Helen-Ann's pussy,  resulting in a
jump and scream. A second time with the same results. A third and  forth
produced even more noise. A fifth and Helen-Ann shook her head, but said
nothing. A sixth and she said, "Please make it a total of ten good ones, but
faster and I'll try to keep my pussy pushed towards you." Laura lashed
Helen-Ann  four more times as fast and hard as she could. Helen-Ann had held her
body  forward, offering her pussy to the whip. The scream was one long  one.
Laura laughed, "Aren't we having fun! Time for the razor  strop? I'll give
you a good one with mine, then yours." She swung the strop back  and hit
Helen-Ann's ass in a very professional manner. Then she did the same  with the
other one. "Any difference? The leather feels the same to me and I  oiled
them both like Jake taught me."
Helen-Ann shook her head, "They both hurt the same, as  far as I can tell.
The usual is a  dozen, so I guess I'll try for twenty. You are good with
the strop, but I think  dad, Jake and Roycee are worse, er, I mean they hurt
more, especially Roycee."
Laura laughed, "When you get talking about a spanking, it  is easy to get
your `better' and `worse' mixed up. Usual rules, you get your  twenty, or
do you want a `safeword'?"
"You may have to lift me, but I'll go for the twenty."
"Good girl."
Splat! EEOOWWWW!
Splat! EEOOWWWW!
Splat! EEOOWWWW!
Splat! EEOOWWWW!
Laura gave Helen-Ann her twenty, then helped her to the  cot in the corner.
 Helen-Ann had  screamed and cried like she usually did when getting the
strop. Laura said, "When you can talk, tell me what you think about the
stropping. Your ass looks  very red and swollen, but I wasn't really paying that
much attention when your  dad did it to you, and I've never seen what it
looks like when Jake gives it to  you."
Helen-Ann shook her head, "Whee, that was some spanking.  Shit, I don't
know. I think we estimated about right on the ratio, at least.  Each lash
seemed to hurt a bit less than the men, or Roycee, but the cumulative  pain is
about the same. Suppose we have some coffee and let me get my strength  back
before I tackle your ass, tits and pussy. Wow, that pussy whipping was
really intense."
Laura laughed, "It should have been, I don't think I can  ever recall
anyone taking ten. Then those last four were really  something. You were
sticking your pussy out like you were asking the whip to hit  it. Do you think you
can make the stairs with some help? We'll talk and have  coffee in the
kitchen, if you can make it."
Helen-Ann got off the cot carefully and was able to walk,  if somewhat
unsteadily. With help from Laura, she made the stairs OK and then  the kitchen.
Laura said, "Take the one with the soft pillow. Is instant OK?"  Helen-Ann
said, "Fine with me. Oh, mom apparently was impressed with your kiss  the
other day and was wondering if you play with `older' women. Shit, she is
only twenty eight, but she had sort-of a sheltered upbringing. She was a virgin
 until she met dad, and apparently she has never tried any girl-girl sex. I
don't  know what she would say about tit and pussy whipping, but she
already told me  dad doesn't spank her enough."
Laura smiled, "She sure kissed like she wanted more.  Well, so did you, but
we had a little too much of an audience. Hey, ask her to  call me so we can
talk. Maybe she would like you to be with her. We could have a  threesome,
which can be really hot. On the other hand, she might feel better  about it
if it was just the two of us. Maybe she rather not have you see my  tongue
licking her clit. Some people are very private about their sexual  activity,
and some not. I was real embarrassed the first time I was whipped at a
party. I didn't care if they saw the whipping, but taking my clothes off
bothered me."
Helen-Ann smiled, "I'm a genuine card carrying nudist and  a member of the
American Sunbathing Association. I started going to the river  and skinny
dipping when I was ten or so. A friend talked me into it the first  time, and
when I got my clothes off I realized there were a couple dozen of both
sexes in the same state of undress. Then I just enjoyed swimming in the buff.
Later my friend invited me on weekend trips to Lawrence Lodge, further down
the  river. Sometimes I'd be in the buff for four days, like a long weekend,
for  example. I remember when I was about sixteen spending a whole week
nude. Her  family took a vacation and dad let me go with them. I only told him
recently  that it was a nudist resort. I challenged dad and mom to visit for
a weekend.  I'm a member on my own since I was eighteen, so I can invite
them as my guests.  You too, if you want to experience nude living for a few
hours or a whole  weekend."
Laura said, "Hey, that would be neat. Yeah, let's see if  we can't spend a
weekend there soon. I don't think I would be embarrassed being  nude if
everybody was nude too. Hey, have Rhonda call. I am small and probably  look
younger than I am, but I'm almost twenty three. I'd love to initiate her
into girl-girl sex. Oh, I like boys too, particularly if they like to butt-fuck
 me. That really turns me on."
Helen-Ann smiled, "If you like butt-fucking I would think  you might like
enemas, as I do. Hey, I feel better. Let's see if I can wreck you  and we can
both try my bag, which I just happen to have brought with me."  Helen-Ann
soon had Laura suspended. The first thing she did to Laura was give  her tits
ten each, which resulted in a good deal of screaming. Then she took a  cane
that was hanging on the wall and gave her pussy a good one. This resulted
in a window rattling scream. "Poor little pussy has been neglected. Do you
want  more, little pussy?"
Laura was shaking, "OK, kid, put a gag in my mouth and  give my pussy ten
more just like that."
Helen-Ann happily obliged. There was some noise around  the gag, but
nothing like the first time. Laura fainted after number eight, but  she got ten
anyway. Helen-Ann had noticed some ampoules of `smelling-salts' on a  shelf,
so she took out the gag and broke one under Laura's nose. Soon the older
girl was coughing and crying. "Sorry, honey, but you fainted on me.  I think I
may have cheated a bit. I  think that cane is worse than the crop. Remind
me, and you can give me one on  the pussy with it before I leave. You OK now?
Enough for  tonight?"
Laura shook her head, "I'm more-or-less OK except for a  broken pussy. Do
my tits and on to the strop."
Helen-Ann enjoyed whipping each tit ten times and using  the razor strop
twenty times. Laura had made a great deal of noise, especially  over the
strop. She helped Laura to the cot. "Talk when you feel like it honey.  In the
meantime I'll get something from my gear and be right back." What she got
was her big enema bag. She filled it at the sink in the kitchen, adding three
squirts of liquid `Ivory' soap. She returned to the basement with the bag,
which  was overflowing with suds. She found a hook on the wall about the
right height  and hung up the bag. "Are you with us again,  Laura?"
Laura didn't move but said, "Add a busted ass to the  pussy. I guess I
have to agree with you. Each lash wasn't as bad as from your  dad, but it was a
damn good spanking."
Helen-Ann took her tube of K-Y and put some on Laura's  asshole. She then
put her finger inside. "Like that, honey?" she moved her  finger in and out.
Laura moaned and moved her ass around. Helen-Ann then greased  up her
Bardex nozzle and had it in Laura without her knowing it wasn't her  finger. A
few squeezes of the bulb and it was inflated inside Laura, who moaned  her
approval. Helen-Ann got the cane, just in case, and turned on the  water.
Laura moaned a bit more, then realized something strange  was happening
inside her, "What the fuck are you up to back there?"
Helen-Ann said, "If you like butt-fucking so much, you  are going to just
love this nice big bag of hot soapy water." Laura tried  to move, so
Helen-Ann gave her a good stinger on her already sore ass with the  cane.  "You get
every drop,  sweetheart, or momma spanks you." Laura tried to put a hand
back there, so  Helen-Ann gave her a real screamer with the cane.  "Naughty
little girl needs to have her  ass cleaned out." She put her hand on Laura's
pussy and started to massage her.  Soon Laura was moaning from the cramping
of the enema and moaning from the heat  in her pussy.
Laura got fuller and fuller, but hotter and hotter.  Helen-Ann slipped
nipple clips on Laura, resulting in two `ouches'. The bag ran  out and Laura
was getting hotter and hotter. Laura shrieked, "Spank me, whip me,  cane me. I
want to have a cum right now."
Helen-Ann gave Laura a good stinger, while trying to  continue the massage.
 Laura  shrieked, "Harder, harder." So Helen-Ann gave her a series of
stingers, keeping  up the massage. She felt Laura's pussy contract, so she
removed her hand and  gave Laura a real solid screamer with the cane, something
she couldn't do and  massage Laura as well. Laura screamed, had a lovely cum,
squirted some water  around the balloon in her ass, said softly, "OH YES,
YES." She then  fainted.
Helen-Ann lowered the bag below the cot and let as much  of the enema flow
out as she could. She was able to get about half out of Laura  when she woke
up. She shook her head, "Never have I had such a good cum. Are you  letting
all that lovely soapy water out dear? Please let me have it back for
awhile." Helen-Ann put the bag back on the hook and the soapy water flowed back
into Laura, who moaned with the cramps but made no attempt to stop the flow.
 "Sweetie, would you bring down another quart or so of that lovely stuff? I'
m not  full enough."
Helen-Ann found a pitcher of about two quart capacity in  the kitchen and
filled it with hot water, adding two squirts of `Ivory'. She  returned to
the basement. Laura was moaning, so Helen-Ann asked, "Do you still  want more?"

Laura said, "All I can take, honey." She looked at the  soap suds running
over the top of the pitcher. "Pour it all in. I'll tell you if  I'm going
to burst." She was starting to look pregnant, but she kept taking more  and
more. Finally the bag was empty and she was very full. "Oh, that  feels so
good. I guess I don't have any more room in my tummy, and I have to go
poo-poo something awful. Would you please help me to that old potty in the  corner?
"
Helen-Ann hadn't even noticed the bowl until Laura  mentioned it. She had
wondered how she could get Laura to a potty in her  expanded state, without
leaving a trail of brown water on the rugs. She took the  bag with, her, so
the balloon was still inside Laura, who was not too steady on  her feet.  She
got Laura on the  potty and let the air out of the balloon. The nozzle shot
out of Laura, followed  by a gush of brown, soapy water and a large turd.
Much more of the same  followed. Finally Laura appeared empty, but Helen-Ann
knew from experience that  more usually followed.
Laura was partially recovered, so she returned to the cot  under her own
power. Helen-Ann instructed, "Lay on your left side so your colon  can drain,
and don't be surprised if you have to go poo-poo once or twice more.  That
was a really big enema and it got way up in your colon." She kissed Laura
tenderly on the lips. "I'd love to have an enema just like that one, right
now."  She rubbed her tummy.
Laura said, "It isn't that late, and I can give you one  if I can rest and
get it all out of me. Take it on your tummy, then I can get to  your pussy
and spank you, if you want that to make you cum."
Helen-Ann smiled, "That's a deal sweetie. I've never had  anyone handy to
spank me when I was full of an enema. Let me get my dildo and I  can started
heating up the old sex box." She brought down the whole pack, since  the
bag needed re-packing later anyway. She lubed up the dildo and stuffed it in
her pussy with an "OHHHH, I love you." About that time Laura streaked for
the  potty. There was the noise of expelling water, followed by a big fart,
then more  water and a smaller fart. "Have you been before, or was that your
first return  trip?"
Laura shook her head, "I went potty while you were  upstairs, so that is
the second return."
Helen-Ann nodded, "That's probably it then. When you  start to pass wind
like that, you are usually very nearly empty. Now let's fill  me up." They
took the bag and the pitcher to the kitchen and got them  overflowing with
suds. Back in the basement Helen-Ann instructed Laura, "Grease  up your finger
and stick it up my chute. Then grease up the tip and it should go  right
in. Stop when the collapsed balloon is just inside me. Then give the bulb
three full squeezes, but no more. You can actually break the balloon.  Oh, it
feels like you just inflated it.  You can turn me on now. Ah, I can feel my
tummy filling up." She played with the  dildo. "Hey, where are my nipple
clips? I brought the set that get tighter if  you pull on them, which I plan to
do. Ouch, you found them. Ouch, you found the  other end too. Now if I give
a good pull, OHHHHH, that hurts so good."
Laura gave her a few lashes with the cane, but no  screamers yet. She got
fuller and fuller. With a gurgle, the bag was empty.  Laura quickly added the
pitcher. Helen-Ann started to pant. She stroked the  dildo in and out.  "
Spank me please.  Ouch, thanks. OHHHHH, thanks." There was another gurgle,
indicating the bag was  empty again. "Hard, HARDER, OHHHHHHHHHHH." She had a
lovely cum and  fainted.