Long time deserved

one more for you to caption or write a short story about.  I will be back in a month. tommyspt

after wiggle and dance

While on vacation I have posted some of my favorite drawings that you may comment on or write your own short story about.  Have fun
tommy

a very hard hairbrush spanking

I am really going on vacation for the month of March.  my other two time i said i was going I actually went to the hospital and had necessary but not life threatening surguries.  Now that i am really feeling well again I am taking time off and am going to a warmer climate.  I will be back in april.  I am posting some drawing and i encourage you to comment or write a short story about the drawing I did.

bedtime spanking

Your bride had warned you over the past few days that the mood you were in was going to get you a spanking if you didn;t snap out of it pretty quick.  At breakfast you had been grumping away about the world in general.  You reached for your coffee and knocked it over onto your plate and made a complete mess of the pancakes that she had made hoping that a good breakfast would get you out of your mood.  Well that was all she could take.  "tonight when you get home from work you will go to the bathroom and shower, come down to supper with just your undershorts on and we will have supper together.  After you will accompany me to the bedroom where you shall get a thorough bed time spanking." she said very angrily.  You just said," honey i am over that mood now,  yOu won;t have to spank me.  when I get home I will be another happy guy again"  "too bad you didn;t get up as that guy instead of some grump that needs a lesson" she said. 
        You left for workand all day long all you could think about was that spanking that you had earned.  When your bride gave a serious spanking it was always very painful.  How that sweet young lady that you married could cause you so much painyou never quite understood, but she sure was an expert at it.  sitting would be difficult for a few days after the spanking,
         As you arrived at home you were at the point of wanting to scream out oud.  the prospect fo a long  trip over your brides lap was intimidating. you slowly walked up the walk and slowly opened the door.  As you entered you were met by the most wonderful smell in the world.  fresh made pot roast with all the trimmings.  "Wow, that sure smells good. Pot roast isn;t it" I said.  She came from the kitchen into the living room.. She was dressed in that sexy black nighty that you had bought her for your last aniversary and did she ever look sexy.  "well it is good that your grumpy mood seems to have broken today.  to bad it didn;t happen yesterday or we would not be preparing for the business at hand tonight.  Go upstairs and shower and come down to supper. It will be ready in 15 minutes from right now so don;t be late," she said.  I didn;t want to be late as I had suffered through another spanking the next night before for being late when punishment was at hand.  i came to the table just as set the last hot dish on it.  we sat and had a very nice dinner.  we chatted about the day  and then the talk turned to why I was going to be spanked this evening.  She discribed how distressing my mode had been for her.  my cursing, general unhappiness and just finding fault with everything going on at work and home.  I told her how i had been thimking of it all day and was hoping that she would not spank me tonight.  She said that I had well earned one and that I was going to get all that I had earned.   With that she stood and said, "come with me, it is time for your spanking."  I followed her upstairs to the bed room. she had me stand by the bed as she went into the bathroom and came out with that big hairbrush that i really hated.  She sart up on the bed and had me remove my undershorts.
then she asked me to explain why we her to have her spank my bottom.  I told her because i had been moody and unco=operative for the past few days. She said that it was good that I understood why i was to be spanked.  she seettled on the matress and made a very nice lap for me to lay across  I gently climbed over and felt her adjust me a little and then slap. the first whack landed.  I involuntarily said "Ow" ,  First whack and I was already making noise. the hairbrush fell again and agin, so many times I lost track of how many spanks I had gotten.  I also was crying real tears and pleading for her to please stop.  She continued until i was worn out.  just laying there blubering.  She then told me to get off her lap and stand by the bed.  I did. she went to the bathroom and put the brush away.  She then sat on the bed and had me go back over her lap as she rubbed in some dry dkin oil.  She said that it would not help the sting but it would moisturize the skin. while i was still over hel lap she asked if i was sorry that i had made her spank me.  I told her I was very sorry and that I would try hard to improve my mood so she would not have to spank me for that for a long time again.  It was strange because while i was over her lap and we were chatting aboout the spanking i was becoming arroused. she was now talking about why I was pushing against her lap and I said that she was turning me on keeping me across her knees like this.  She admitted that she was turned on also and that to make sure my mood was over she was going to have  hot sex tonight to make sure my mood was improve.
      The best mmorning we were both in a really great mood.  It had been a wonderful night.  My mood problems were gone. the world had changed.  My bride kissed me as i left for work and told me to be a good boy oir we would have to have a repeat performance again soon.  She smiled eveily as she cvlosed the door.

this is a fake art peice created by tommyspt from at least 6 differant pictures taken from the web.  I hope you enjoy it.

see Ms. Delaney after classes.

The last class of the day.  All day long you had been expecting to be called to Ms. Delaneys' office as your housemother in the dorm had caught youtrying to sneak back into the dorm at almost 1 A. M.  School nights the rules were that you had to be in and studying by 9 P.M. at the latest.  You had been out with a girl from the ladies prep school  associated with your school.  You were having such a great time at the pub that you completely lost tract of the time and when the bar keep said last call you looked at her and said, "Oh my God,  What time is it?"  She said  "Last call is usually about midnight.  We have tomorrow off for Our Schools founders day celebration.  I thought your school was off tomorrow also."  "No, our school was founded earlier by a professer in the 1700's, and founders day for us is the first day of school where

the new students are welcomed and set up for the year with dormitory,  books and other supplys that are needed for the school year.  I got caught last monday trying to sneak back to my room at the dorm at 10 P.M. after a bull session in the boys room went for two long.  The whole group got sent to see Professor Delaney, who is the Dean of students.  We all had to stand facing the wall while she called each of us to her for our punishment.  It was very embarrassing" I said.  Susan asked," Punishment, What kind of punishment did you get?"  I blushed and told her "We all were spanked, trousers down, across her lap, 50 hard smacks on the seat of our underwear."  Susan giggled, "all of you were spanked like bad little school boys, over the Deans lap,  I would have loved to have seen that. Young gentlemen standing looking at the wall while there friends are being spanked.  It probably embarrassed the heck out of you all."  "Yes we all protested that we were too old for such treatment but Ms Delaney said that the rule books that we got when we first came to school told that missing curfue was a childish offense and that the dean would apply a child like punishment for such violations. She told us that any more violations would end up with a long bare bottom hairbush spanking and it looks like i will be caught again tonight.  the housemom was told to keep a watch on all of us for being late to our rooms.  I will try to sneak in but chances are she will be waiting either in the corridor or in my room,"  I explained.  Susan said.  I am sorry that you are in trouble, wow a bare bottom spanking, well I got to go or I am going to miss curfew also, who knows maybe they will make me stand in the connor," she giggled as she hurried out to get back to her dorm.  I hurried also hoping against hope that the house mom would have fallen asleep in the livingroom area off the entrance way. I quietly opened the door and looking all around i walked quickly but steathily to the stars leading to my room.  Our house mom was seated on a chair right outside my dorm room reading a book.  When I approached she put down her book, pulled out a note pad,  She looked at me, said, " you are late and I am writing a note to Ms Delany as she requested.  I can not beleive that you are late for curfew a second time.  Usually one trip to Ms Delaneys office is enough to make gentlemen aware of the time of evening it is.  Go straight to bed and I hope your lessons are done for tomorrow."  I pleaded, "PLease, don;t turn me in,  I will never do it again."  Seh turned, looked at me with an evil smile and said, "I am sure when Ms Delaney is through with you you will keep better tract of the time and your responsibilities."  As she walked away she gently swatted her bottom and then rubbed it while giggling.  I went into my room and straight to bed..

Just before the last class ended a message runner knocked on the door. The messenger brought the note to the professor and then left.  "Master Thomas, Dean Delaney would like to see you in her office directly uppon dismisal for the day.  Perhaps you should gather your books and leave now as I would not want for you to be late,"  he smiled as he said that and the class giggled.  I gathered my books and hurried from the room, I felt like a prisoner walking his last mile on the date with the executioner..  I was worried, and mad at myself for not thinking of consequences.  I shortly arrived at Ms Delaneys office.  Her clerk said,  Ms Delaney is preparing to see you.  Have a seat over there. I heard her say under her breath, while you still can."  then she smiled very nicely and looked back at her work.  I set my books down and seated my self on the seat next to them.  the intercom buzzed and  the clerk chatted on her headset with the caller.  a quick series of yes an no answers and then she looked at me and smiled and said, "Yes he is here, Yes Ma'am, I will send him in, No the witness has not arrived, ok I will leave the intercom on  to witness the discipline.  "You may leave your books where they are and go in to see Ms Delany now., the clerk said.  I will witness your discipline over the closed circuit cam in her office. your house mother was to witness it but she has been delayed by a problem at the dorm. Ms Delaney has a web cam so I can witness while continueing to answer the phone while discipline is going on.  She turned the monitor so I could see a straight chair taking up on quarter of her monitor screen.  She has to have discipline monitored so there is no allegations of sex abuse or improper behaviour.  Just discipline as required in the  students rule book.  Now get in there and don;t keep her waiting.  I saw Ms Delaney cross in front of the chair and the door opened.  She said,  "Thomas, get in here now and remove your pants, shoes and under garmet. and stad by my discipline chair.  You know where it is because you were here on monday for a quick group spanking."  I blushed knowing that the clerk would be watching me disrobe, but I was more concerned with Ms Delaney.  She looked very sexy in her tight khaki skirt and a light sweater for a shirt.  She is very tall and her legs are really great.  In a few moments I would be bare from the waste down and over her lovely thighs.  I was becoming very arroused thinking of what was going to happen during the preparations.  Ms Delaney opened he desk drawer and picked up a very large wood hairbrush and walked back over to the chair where I was standing.  She looked at my arrousal and said aloud, "Kathy, do you see what this naughty boy has pointing at me. if so bzz 2 times".  The intercom BBuzzed 2 times.  I blushed even more than I was before,  thinking of her clerk looking at my aroused state.  Ms Delany sat and smoothed her skirt and streached her arms.  She looked at me and asked me for my underpants,  She laid them strategically on the middle of her lap and told me to get over so my arrousal was on my underpants.  She said, "Some times the hairbrush causes accidents and I do not wish to mess my skirt..  She looked at the cam and asked if all looked good to Kathy, the buzzer went off 2 times and Ms Delaey said to record the session as Maria,  the housemother would be in later to review the punishment with Ms Delany.   The intercom buzzed 2 times more   there was a pause and then the buzzer went off 2 more times.   Ms Delany  said, "the discipline session of Master Thomas, Student at Lord Yelltons Preparitory Academy.  This is his second spanking session this week so he is to receive a long hard hairbrush spanking.  Witnesses to the punishment are Kathy Johnson, my clrerk and Maria Lopes his house mother. .  The discipline is starting at 3:15 P.M."  With that she lifted the hairbrush high and brought it down very hard on my right cheek.  I gasped, I could not imagine that a hairbrush would hurt so much. She lifted the brush again and smack my left cheek smarted. the spanks were slow and hard. I was crying out ow,  ouch,  please Ma"am, after only a few...but the spanks kept falling. after a while she stopped and rubbed my bottom with the brush.  "The color is coming up rapidly, His whole bottom is now pink with red blotches. he is showing signs of leg kicking and wiggleing.  It is time to pick it up a knotch." Ms Delaney said.  I flelt her lean back a little and I knew she was raising the brush even higher than the first spanks.  I scrunched up my eyes and press hard into her lap hoping to avoid the coming smack.  I didn't fall, I unscrunched and looked back over my left sholder and then I saw her move.  It was almost instatanious that a red flash  lit up my vision as a deep burning spot happened on my right bottom cheek.  It was quickly followed by the same and my left cheek.  i yelled loudly, "ooouuuuuchh" but it was interupted by more hard smacks alternating cheeks and now to the top of my thighs where thigh and bottom meet.  I was kicking , dancing, and I tried to put my right hand back to protect my bottom.  That got another pause. Ms Delaney grabbed my hand and laid it palm up on my bottom.  She said, " Hands that block spankings get spanked themselves and she smack the palm three times hard."  She let my hand go and I quickly put it back on the floor.  She asked " do you uderstand that you are not to interfer with you spanking by putting your hands back and covering your bottom?"  "Yes Ma'am,  I will try to not cover up again."  I flet her upper body move again, I was waiting for the smack and again it did not come. I looked back again,  I could see her legs and skirt coming off the bottom of the chair, her legs and feet coming donw to the floor. She shifted her legs and lowered her left knee just a little which elevated my bottom over her lap.  I looked back over my shoulder and saw her round bottom in the kahki skirt outlining her beautiful bottom and then I saw her lean forward and my bottom exploded again.  more than 20 hard fast smacks covered both cheeks and the tops of my thighs.  I was screaming for her to please stop and I through my hand back over my bottom again.  this cause an instant stoppage of the spanking.  She told me to get up.  I stood, she got up and went to her desk again, took a 18 inch heavy ruler from the drawer and came back and stood looking at me.  "Right hand out" she said and then she smacked my palm 5 times,  I withdrew my hand.She said, "Do not impede me when I am administering punishment, right hand out palm up. this time she held my wrist as she gave me 5 more swats with that heavy ruler. Tears were falling freely from my eyes and i tryed to massage my hand with my left.  She put the ruler down by the chair and picked up the hairbrush again.  She sat and smothed her skirt and replaced my underpants on her lap again. She pointed to her lap and told me to get over again.  I hesitated which got me a smack on the fron of my thigh.  I quickly got back into position.  Now she said "Hands behind your back with you thumbs together and up.'  I did as she requested and she seized both thumbs in one hand and pushed my arms up higher on my back.  "now there will be no more interferring hands," she said as she raised the hairbrush again.  there was no pause this time.  she smacked hard and fast. I begged,  cryed and screamed for about 5 minutes as the brush fell with out stopping.  I was completely worn out. laying limply across her lap.  I sobbed for a few minutes while she assest the damage to my bottom.  Bright red, with white blisters, some compression blood but not bad. all resistance to the punishment is gone. black and blue brush marks are visible.  He will not sit comfortabley for days.  Ok, Master Thomas you my stand up.I stood and she picked up my underwear.  she looked at them and said it was good that she had used them as a barrier as they were wet .  she looked at the camera and shrugged,  She said sometimes that happens if the spanking is severe enough.  His resistance caused him to get a harder spanking than he would have gotten if he hadn't resisted." she then had me kneel on the chair and had me bend slightly to point my spanked bottom at the camera. she pointed out the color, blisters and marks.  she got some hand sanitizer and rubbed it over my bottom because of the compression blood that was there.  funny how it didn;t sting but then i realized my bottom was stinging so bad that a little alchohol applied to the bottom was bit even noticable.  The intercom buzzer went off.  Kathy said that Maria had arrived.  Oh one last thing before ending the recording.  Send maria in.  MS  Delany stood beside me,  She said to the camera" 03:45 pm.  The spanking of Master Thomas has ended. Please stop the recording kathy and bring in the flash drive so maria and I can review it together."  Maria came in and Kathy followed close behind.  Maria said, "Wow Deborah you really applied yourself on this spanking.  did he resist?" Yes un forunatly for him.  He had rather a hard hand spanking as well on his offending palm."  Ms delaney had maria go check out the spank bottom i was displaying.  She was impressed but no where near as impressed as I was.  I never wanted to be in that position again..  Ms Delaney made me stay in position on the chair while she and Maria watched the replay of my spanking.  Kathy had returned to her desk to finish up some paper work.  about the time that the replay ended she ame in with a paper that Ms Delaney and Kathy signed.  Maria signed in another spot that she had seen the video and that no other activity had happened accept the discipline session that she had witnessed on replay.  I was told to approach the desk and they indicated a spot marked punishee that i was to sign.  I did.  Ms Delany said "all right Master Thomas, You may dress. YOu should carry your underwear and place them for laundry when you get back to the dormitory.  tonight you are restricted to your room.  Maria when you get him back to dorm please provide him with some body creme to put on his bottom as a very hard spanked bottom is very dry.  the creme will also help with the sting so that he will be able to sleep tonight, although probably laying on his stomach."  She smiled at me and I blushed harder than I ever had in my life.  maria and kathy agreed that that might me a good Idea and they smiled at me also. She looked very sternly at me then and warned me, "  if I ever missed curfew again I would be back again over her lap for another long hard spanking , the next time with her clothes brush or paddle .  You think todays spanking was bad., the next will be much harder and longer".  I gulped and said. I will never miss curfew again.  MsDelaney patted my backside as I walked by with Maria on our way out and she said for me to be good.  I assured her I would.    

this is a fiction story written by tommyspt to go with the drawing i made about Ms Delany's behaviour modification offic at a fiction preparitory school.   The studetns are high school graduates preparing for college and are of 19 years old or older.   

Grandma Adjusts His Attitude

You had received a phone call at 7 am and were not out of bed yet. you mumbled a half asleep "hello" and then realized you had the phone upside down.  I guess you are going to have to actually open your eyes.  You straightened the phone and said "Hello, its awful early, why would anyone be calling at this time of the morning.  I was partying last night and only got to bed about an hour ago."  On the other end of the phone I heard the voice, the last person that I ever thought I would hear from.  It was my Grandma,  "Partying all night on a school night?  No wonder your mom called me to say your grades have slipped and you are on the warning list at college. You do remember that I am  paying your tuition and your folks got you that apartment by the college.  I had warned them that you should stay with me so that I could keep an eye on your study habits.  Your folks are very upset and they have asked me to have a chat with you about  how important good study habits are."  You were now completely awake.  You said, "Grandma,  I am way to old for one of your chats, I am 21 and a senior at college.  I remember your chats when I was at bording school.  I was young enough for a spanking  back then but now I am a man, living on my own and"   Grandma broke in and said,  "You are on warning and may be thrown out of school if you do not vastly improve your grades.  I also will not pay your tuition  for your final semester if you do not try to improve yourself.  Our chats have worked very well in the past and I have no intention of wasting the thousands of dollars that I have given you for your college education.  You will get up now, get ready for school, and be in class on time and in every class.  No more cutting classes,  no more missed assignments, no more wise mouth or mistreatment of underclassmen.  Remeber, your folks and I are both alumni of this school and I also gave them an large endowment so when I ask for information about my grandson they give me feedback immediately. No one from our family has ever flunked out, and you are not going to be the first.  Be here at 6 pm for our chat,  and do not be late.  You know what happens when you are late for a chat."  "B B  B But Grandma, I stammered, I have a date tonight, I can't be there at 6"   "You will be here at  6 PM,  No Excuses, It sounds like we will have to have chats about respect  as well.  We will set a schedule  for more chats when you are here.  If there is any problems that arise,  You will end up moving in with me so I can keep a better eye on you and your college behaviour.  It seems we should have been watching you more closely and you have gotten way out of hand. Well starting this evening we will bring you back to being a good college student." said Grandma.

       I showered, ate some cereal , got dressed and headed for school. First class my girlfriend came in and I

siad to her, "Sorry, but I have to cancel going to the concert with you this evening. My grandmother got word that I have been put on warning and she wants to have a chat with me about my school work."  She said,  "What has she got to do with you college education?"  I explained that Grandma had paid my tuition all through school and that if I don't go chat with her she will cut it off and I don't want to have to leave school so close to my degree...  She said, " I wondered why you looked so worryed when you came into class.  I guess  we had better cancel tonight."   "Thanks." I said, "Grandma thinks this chat will be very important so I just have to go."  All day long, I got more and more worried about tonight,  I knew that ebony hairbrush Grandma had really stung when I was a young teenager, but I am much tougher now so it will probably not be so bad.  As a full grown man, she will probably apply it to the seat of my pants instead of bare, Yup,  I really got nothing to worry about.  The day dragged by and at 4 PM I was in my apartment.  I looked at my message machine and there was one message.  It was From Grandma,  Just a reminder to not be late, 6 PM for a long serious chat and a behaviour adjustment.  Back came all the worry again, Her attitude adjustments were always over the knee,  me stripped bare before the session would start, and then a very long, slow application of Grandma's discipline.  It would be a very long night.

I arrived about 3 minutes to 6 and I knocked on the door.  Grandma opened the door and said for me to come on in.  I entered and she hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek.  She asked if I had eaten and I told her that I had.  "Good," she said. That way we can get to the business at hand or brush as I apply it." 

She smiled and said that she had set up in the living room. As we enter i saw that awful brush sitting on the arm of her favorite recliner chair.  "Shit," I said, and she looked  angrily at me and she said "Do you remember how I treat little naughty boys who use foul language?"  I said, "I am sorry Ma'am, I forgot myself 

when I saw that horrible hairbrush sitting there."  "Yes" she said, "it is good that you remember how much my brush stings, but we will have a mouth soaping before we start to remind you about your language.  Now remove your clothing and stack it neatly on the floor in front of my chair,"  she said as she sat and watched me take my clothes off.  To my horror I was so embarrassed that I was aroused when I took my underware off.  I was sticking out and pointing at her like I did when I was a young teen sent for a spanking by the boarding school.  She noticed and said that I had grown alot since I was 15 years old.  She said, but it is normal for a young man to get arroused when in an embarrassing situation so we will ignore it and get on with our business.  She stood and took me by the ear and walked me to the bathroom.  She had me stand by the sink while she reached under the sink and took out a new bar of Ivory soap.  My nose started to crinkle up as I could remember how bad it tasted on other occasions when she washed my mouth.  She smiled at me and said, "now stand there while I work up a nice lather to clean out that nasty mouth of yours. She worked up the lather for a couplle of minutes and then said for me to put my face over the sink.  I hesitated, That got me a coulple of hard bare hand swats to my naked backside.  I couldn;t get over the sting,  I hadn't remembered her hand spankings as hurting to much over the years but those smacks got a loud ow with each of them.  I had tears forming as I bent my face over the sink.  she took the soap and ran it into my mouth making me gag almost immediately. and I stood up again, more hand spanks and I was back in position as she worked the soft soap over my teeth and then had me stick out my tongue while she soaped  the top and underside of it.  Then she had me open up and look at her.  she put the bar of soap half way in my mouth and said for me to bite down,  I did, tears in my eyes, gagging at the awful taste and she stood lecturing me about not using foul language.  After 5 minutes she asked if I had learned my lesson.  She said. "All right, take the soap out of your mouth., throw it in the waste basket after placing it in it wrapper, take a glass of hot water, gargle with it and then spit in the sink. use a face cloth to wash you face and chest where you dribbled while gagging and then clean the sink area.  I will be back in a couple of minutes to inspect how clean it and you are."  She left and I looked in the mirror.  What a sight I was, red eys from crying, slobber soap all over my cheeks and chin,  and dribbles all the way down to my stomach and worst of all I was still aroused and pointing at the sink. I cleaned quilkly and made sure to get it all.  I took hold of my penis and tried to squeeze it to get the arousal to go away.  I heard my Grandma  clear her throat, She was standing there watching me squeeze my penis.  "Well now, she said,  "What a naughty nasty boy you are. Playing with yourself while being punished."  I started  to say something but she just said. fortunately we are going to have a chat and we can talk about that at that time.  She checked me and the bathroom and announced  that all was clean and we would now go to the livingroom to take care of the business at hand, "I hope that you have learned not to use foul language in my house"  "Yes ma'am" I said as we did the ear pull walk back to the living room.  I did notice that she was smiling, apparently she was enjoying my humilition as I walked beside her.  When we got to the living room she sat on he chair and told me that it was time for our chat. "Over my lap now" she said pointing at the lap with the brush in her hand.  Now lets see if I remember how to do this",  She raised the hairbrush and brought it down very hard on my bottom 10 times. I was surprised at how much it hurt.  I realized I had no memory that it stung that much.  I yelled "ouch" with each whack and then she had me stand up and face her again.  I stood with a few tears in my eyes already.  She looked at my groin area and said, "Yes, I guess I do remember how to give a good spanking,  your arousal has decided it doesn't want to be hanging around when we get down to serious business.  It is already trying to withdraw into your body for protection.  All right back over my lap and we will get serious about your lesson."  Now she asked "how many nights I go out partying."    I told her "I go out everynight." That got an additional 10 smacks.   Grandma asked, "Is your at home work all up to date on your papers for all your classes?"  I said, "No.  but I have plenty of time left before the end of semester."  She said the semester ends in 14 days.  14 very hard smacks had me kicking my feet and pounding the floorwith my hands.  "Do you think you should stop going out partying and stay home and  get your papers done?" She asked?   I answered, "Every night?" That got me another 14 hard smacks, tears were falling freely now and I threw my hand back to protect my poor bottom.  She held my hand and smacked the palm very hard 5 times.  She said that I was not to interfer with her carrying out the business at hand or brush.  She almost giggled at the joke.  So the 14 smacks were repeated again..  I was already begging her to stop and promising to be far better behaved and to study hard in the future.  "How about the partys, are you going to stop going to them until your marks are up?"   I hesitated, she said "Alright 20 for that".  She gave me 20 very slow but very hard spanks over the next 2 minutes.  I was promising no more partys before the 5th spank but she kept on going until all were applied.  Shesaid "I guess I need to give your bottom a little rest so the next spanks will be on the tops of you thighs."  Grandma  continued questioning me and spanking my thighs for the next 15 minutes.

she then declared it was time for a break as her arm was getting tired.  I stood before her and she had me turn away so she could assess the damage I had suffered so far.  She said, " it is very red and there are some bruises on your thighs but your bottom can take alot more.  So go to the conner by the door and think about the lesson so far".  I couldn't believe that  I was going to get more spankings,  I stood very still and heard her turn on the tv and settle in her chair again.  After a while she asked if I still had soap taste in my mouth.  I told her that "yes, but it was mostly gone."   She asked, "would like a drink of water before we gor back to business?"  I said. "please maam. I was thinking anything to delay the return over her knee.  She brought me a glass of water and had me stand and drink it in front of her.  To my horror mister arousal was starting again.  She looked, said for me not to be worried about it as natural thing and would not effect my punishment.  Shortly she picked up the brush again.  "Now young man, she said, "we will find out how well the lesson has set in."   She asked me all of the same questions followed by 14 to 20 spanks for each one. when we were finished I was completely in tears and sobbing like a 5 year old. she said, "I think this lesson has gone very well, Friday night come by at 6 pm again and we will review the week.  Tell your girlfriend that you are sorry but until the end of term you will be just doing your school work and studying.  I will get reports on your progress daily and I will call you to come see me for any failures to meet your obligations during the week,  Friday I will serve supper and then we will have a scheduled spanking to remind you what my hairbrush feels like."  She walked to the bathroom while i stood by the chair.  She took some body lotion and rubbed it into my sore rear end.  She told me to get dressed and then walked me to the door,  kissed me on the cheek and told me how much she loved me and that she was disciplining me again because I needed to know that limits are to be followed and that she knew if I applied myself I would be on the deans list by graduation time. I walked down her walk and started crying again as I rubbed my very sore bottom.  Sitting in class for the next few days was gong to be very uncomfortable.  If I  applied myself I would only have to worry about friday nights  until the end of the next semester.  My girlfriend , well that was going to be another problem.

Am I getting through to you?

Here I am again.  Over her knee, getting a severe spanking with her hairbrush.  I am really sorry that i have a problem about thinking of consequences when I get a chance to do something I really enjoy.  I love to play cards.  Not games like rummy or cribbage, but games where i can make alot of money quickly.  My favorite is on line Poker.  Last week I ended up, across my wifes knee for a long spanking as i had lost 400 dollars and my wife was not pleased because I didn;t have any money in my for fun checking account to cover my losses.  She gave me the money but told me that she was instituting a program to help me  with my gambling problem.  I told her I didn;t have a gambling problem, just that I didn;t make enough money to keep my checking account in order when i had a loss over a couple of hundred dollars.  She said that perhaps the program would help me remember what happens when I do something wrong that I have to get money from her.  She said that she was going to start spanking me like a naughty little boy for the gambling problem and that I should think about how sore my bottom will be if i go over my budget on wagering which is the reason I have my fun checking account..  She then blistered me real good.  about a half an hour of begging and crying as her hairbrush taught me a lesson.  Well It worked real well for a few days and then i got an email from a friend who said a bunch of the regular players were going to get together tonight for a closed door game.  just the 6 of us friends would be playing.  I could hardly wait.  I went to my account and discovered that my funds were on the low side, i thought about how hard a spanking I had gotten last week. how painful and embarrasing it was.  I thought to myself, well that was because I lost.  If i Play tonight I will win big time so I will borrow a 1000 dollars from our joint checking account and when I win I will replace it in the morning and my wife will be none the wiser. I went to the bank and tranferred the funds at the atm machine.  That night the game was going real well.  after just an hour i was up by 1500 dollars.  things were good,  I couldn;t seem to get a bad hand.  I was doing so well I suggested we raise the minimum bet by 100 dollars.  all but one of the players agreed.  Poor charlie had already lost a bunch of money so he withdrew from the game.  The bets and pots got hotter and within an hour had lost the extra 500 dollars that i had won and was barley hanging even with the money I had when I started.I then won a coupl;e of hands and was up another 1300 dollars.  I started pushing the betting again. I got a great hand delt to me.  I opened . three kings in my hand is a nice start. fred uped the open by another hundred,  I checked  I drew 2 cards.  as luck would have it, the 2 cards were a pair of nines.  Kings and nines in a full house is one heck of a hand, the others had all taken 3 cards except fred who only wanted one. I figured he was shooting a straight or a flush. well I obviouly had this hand locked so i bet 300 dollars.  I was surprised when fred saw it and raised another 200 but i noticed he took about 2 minutes to decide whether to bet or not. that is a sure sign that he is bluffing. every one else had dropped out.   the bet came back to me and i pushed the rest of my money in. I chuckled as I waited for his reponse, knowing he would drop out.  well to make a long story shorter. he had four tens and a ace high.  beat my full barn with no problem at all.  Flat broke I withdrew from the game.  I got up from the chair, went to the bedroom, got my wifes hairbrush and went to the living room. I had put the brlush in my back pocket and asked if she was watching anything important.  No nothing that  matter or that she couln;t see again later.  I said I would be right back.  I went to the kitchen got a straight back chair.  she raised an eye brow when i brought it in, then she noticed the hairbrush in my back pocket.  OH OH, what have you done.  I started taking off my clothes as she sat down in the chair.  I confessed the whole story. I told her how sure I was that I was going to win, That I had moved money from our joint account  and that I obviously needed to be tought a very severe lesson as I deserved it.  She was very upset. She told me to wait standing in the connor until she calmed down enough to give me a severe spanking without ending me in the hospital.  she came in, sat in the chair and that was how the story began.  I was promising to never do it again, wiggleing and even crying.  This spanking was much more intense than the one about a week before.  She kept asking me, AM i getting through to you. I gasped,    Yes dear through my tears.  She finally stopped, I lay exhausted and limp across her lap.  I guess we have to pick this up a noch or too.  I will call my sister who works at bank and have her monitor our checking accout and you fun account as well.  I may even ask her to join in our spanking sessions if there is ever a need to repeat this again.   Now get up and stand in the connor while I decide if you need more spanking than i gave you already..... Yes dear, I said and as i walked by her to go to the connor she swatted me again, not fast enough she said.  I ran to the connor and sniffed while i stood there.