Again?

Again.


My dad had recently remarried.  Dads' wife was much younger than Tommys' mom had been and Tommy could not help but notice how attractive she really was.   She had noticed how Tommy watched her when ever she walked through a room, came and sat down in a chair in the living room, sitting at the desk table in the living room using her computer,  just pretty much what ever she did he was watching.
        I  was a student, getting close to an associate degree at the local community college and my dad had been very lax with me since my mom passed on.  I didn't have to do chores,  bumed around for a year after high school and then my dad had met Jennifer  and shortly brought her home to meet me.  I didn't know what to think,  here, Jenifer was only eight years older than me and she was looking  very romantically inclined toward my dad.    I had decided that I didn't like her for my dad but that she would be a good date for me.  When  dad had left the room I  said to her, " what is a beautiful young lady like you doing hanging around an old guy like dad.   He is old fashioned and probably doesn't have any interests you have.  Have you ever tried going out with younger guys, like me for example?  I could show you a good time and we could go to come concerts or things like that."
        Jennifer just stared at me with her mouth open.  " I can't believe that you disrespect your dad so much as to hit on a new friend that he brings home to meet you.  I care for your dad very much and have for over a month now already.  He is fun and we have many similar interest.  How can you even think of doing this.  If I was your mom,  if i was your mom I would teach you some manners.  In my home, naughty boys were spanked by my mom and also by me.  If you lived there right now you wouldn't be so disrespectful.  I would have you over my knee and I would teach you some proper respect and manners..."
        I was sitting wide eyed looking at her.  She was so angry I thought I could see steam rising from her face.  I swallowed and told her,  "Wow,  don't get so steamed,  I was only kidding.  I just wanted to know what your intentions are, I lied.  Geezzz, don't take it so seriously, " I said.  she crossed her legs and said again,  " If you lived in my house, right now you would be over my knee getting the spanking of your life.  I would teach you some manners for sure," Jenifer said and she uncrossed her knees and pointed at her lap and gave her thighs a loud slap.  Then she crossed her legs again and she notice how I was looking at her again.  "Knock it off or I will tell your dad," she said.  At that point my dad came back in.  "What's going on," he said to Jennifer. " Oh, we are just getting to know each other a little.  Tommy seems like a nice kid that is missing the discipline your wife used to provide.  He seems particularly to need to learn to repect others from our quick conversation and he should probably use some chores to do around here to see that he isn't getting a free ride," Jennifer said.  "I am sure that he is missing his mom which leads to some of his moodiness at times and yes maybe I should give him some chores to do so that he will see how a family has to pull together.  I will ad that to my list of things to do.  So are you ready to go Jennifer,  Tommy, we are going out for a few hours.  I leave you to do what you have to do for school and will be back before you go to bed most likely.  See you in a little while., he said as they went out the door together.  I peeked out the window on the door and watched them walk hand in hand down the walk to my dads car.  "Man, I thought, what a waste of a very pretty, still young lady.   I was so turned on just talking and looking at her I was glad that I didn't have to stand up.   It would have been very embarrassing.  But what is this spanking thing she has going on.  she says she spanks what gorgous legs she has and I think she kept crossing them to watch me watching her.  Then she hit me with the spanking thing.  no way , she isn't going to spank me.  It would be way to embarrassing.  but, wow  those gorgeous legs,  how beautiful she is sitting up with her legs together.  crossed also.  oh oh,  I got to stop rubbing myself while thinking this stuf.. I headed for the bathroom.
         Later dad came home.  He was smiling and as he hung up his jacket he asked  "Well, how did you like Jennifer?  Isn't she fantastic?  I feel so lucky to have found her.  She has a lot of the best points I loved about your mom.  She is an in charge type of person and can really get me organized.  So, what did you think?"
I told him "She really is a beautiful girl.  Young ,  a little strong willed,  seems like she would take charge of everything.  I don't think she is right for you because she is way to young for you."   "yes, dad said,  I expected you to say that.  She said that you were like a dirty old man looking at her, She said that she had to point out how out of line you were and that she got a feeling that you are going to be hard to handle if things continue to work out with us.  Just so you know,  I love her and am going to ask her to marry me so  I suggest that you get on her good side of her.  We have decided to elope to Vagas and get married next weekend and then you will have plenty of time to get to know her better.  By the way,  I will back her on anything that she wants to do to improve family conditions.".  
        The week end came.  I had planned to have friends over and drink myself into a stupor.  When I  walked in I found my Mom's sister waiting for me in the kitchen.  "Well" she said, "this weekend will be like old times,  Your dad and Jennifer are eloping as planned and they have asked me to babysit for you for the week end.  Yes,  I brought your favorite hairbrush with me and I suggest you behave and don"t make me have to use it.  I still know how and I remember how cute your bare backside was as you wiggled and begged me to stop spanking you.  So you just be a good little boy and we will get along famously."
        "How did you get involved in this anyway, I questioned"?  Aunty said, "when your mom was on her dieing bed she asked her to find a strong woman for your father and you as you both need it.  So happens that I am friends with Jennifers' mom  and I told her about my quest.  Well she said that although Jennifer is young she sounds like she would fit the bill so I introduced her to your dad.  they hit it off right away.  I mean HIT it off.  You didn't know that your mom kept your dad under the same discipline that she did you.  The music room in the cellar is not sound proof to keep the music in.  It was to keep the spanking sounds in so you wouldn't hear them.   Your dad also got spanked by Jennifers' mom that same night.  When I took him  home, he was a very sore but a happy guy .  The romance bloomed quickly and your dad popped the question the night before he brought her by to meet you.  My advice is do what she tells you.  she is truely a very hard and experienced spanker".   Well aunty kept good control of me.  She one time got the hairbrush and asked me if I wanted to yell, dance and cry.  I immediately told her no and she said ok that is one.  If I say two you will be spanked.  she never said two.
            Dad and Jennifer arrived home mid afternoon on Sunday.  Auntie and I met them at the door  when Jennifer came in she looked at auntie and asked how things went.  Auntie said, " very well.  no spankings were needed.  We chatted about how you met and he knows that things are going to change around here.  He is going to have to help out for his own good".  Jennifer came over to me and told me that she is now my step mom but you can call me Jennifer or mom, which ever you prefer,  I told her "thank you, Jennifer".  she smiled and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and said,  I hope this change is going to work out for you.  We are all looking forward to helping you through it.  She gave me a list of chores I would be responsible for.  I started to balk at laundry but she told me it was past time for me to learn to do it.  It would be just my own laundry I would have to do. She walked to the living room and put her hairbrush and the list on the desk table  there.  she said to read the list as tomorrow morning it goes into effect.
            Monday night supper was good.  Jennifer is a good cook and real home made food tasted real good,  After supper as we were about to get up from eating she told my dad to do his chore (dishes) and that she and I were going to have a chat in the living room.  Oh crap,  I remembered that I was in such a hurry this morning I did not water the  window boxes and plants on the front porch.  I felt sick as I knew exactly what she meant when she said a chat.  Dad looked at me and rubbed his back side  and then started the dishes.  I followed her into the living room.  She went to the desk table and took the straight chair  in front of it and set it in the middle of the living room facing the sofa.  She went back and picked up the hairbrush and returned to the chair and softly seated herself letting her house dress settle on her lap and then rising again to smooth it out behind her and over her lap. She called me to stand in front of her.  I wanted to die.  I knew it was going to happen but I hoped lightning would strike through the house and kill me dead.  it didn't happen.  She told me to lower my pants and under drawers.  I hesitated as I was having a reaction that I really did not want to happen..  Now she said slapping the brush not to hard but hard enough to make me jump.  Pants down now or we will have an extra spanking when you go to bed.  I slowly opened my belt and dropped my pants.  my drawers stood out pointing in her direction.  She asked me if I found this sexy and was aroused,  I told her,  "no Jennifer".  she interrupted me.  She said, "when I am disciplining you I am mom".   You said I could." I countered.  "Ten extra spanks  for stalling when the spanking would have normally ended.  Take them down now, " she said.  "Yes mom", I stammered.  I took them down and yes my arousal stood almost straight up. It was so aroused it was trying to bend over backwards.  So hard it hurt.  She looked at it.  "Twenty more for being aroused at a discipline session.  the first spanking you have earned is going to be a very severe spanking.  now come to my right side," she said.  I did. I stood there m my erection was bobbing up and down in front of her eyes.  She shook her head.  "I guess I will have to spank that away," she added.  She pulled me down and over her lap.  Wiggled her lap a little until my erection landed in the soft material of her house dress.  "Now", she said,  "why are you here in this position"?   I forgot to do my chore this morning as I was late leaving for school",  I responded.  "Why were you late." she went on?  " I overslept", I stated.  "Why, she continued?   "I was up late last night worrying about the changes that are taking place in our family, I admitted. "Do you fear me, She asked?.   "Sort of", I said.  "Well you should not fear me.  You find yourself in this position because of your own failure to do what you knew you were responsible for,  is that not so", She asked?   "Yes Jenni--",  SMACK  "yeowww", I cried out!!.  What did I say to call me during discipline, She asked?.  "Mom,  Yes.  Mom ,  I screwed up so I find myself over your lap getting a spanking", I said  "Correct.  so you think you can get up earlier to get your chores done", she asked?    Yes Mom",  I answered  "Good.  now to see if we can spank away that erection she said as she raised the hairbrush up high and  the spanks fell hot and heavy covering my entire bottom  I didn't count but there must have been near 50 before she stopped.  I was tearing already.  panicky, and dancing over her lap.  She told me to lay still.  I did.,  "Alright, now we are going to get to the serious spanking.  Stay put. Scream and cry if you wish.  It will not stop me from carrying out the spanking that you deserve.  Hold the legs of the chair and do not interfere with my spanking you".  The smacks started again  all up and down my bottom,   a bunch to where my bottom and thighs meet.  When she stopped I was red in the face.  screaming and crying like a eight year old.  Crying so hard I was not breathing in,   just out.  I lay still. " Now" ,she said,  "normally your spanking would be over, but you have earned another 30 spanks".  She gave them also hard and fast.  I was to worn out to dance or struggle.  I just laid there blubbering,  tears streaming down my face..  She let me lay there for a few minutes and rubbed my bottom. "Alright carefully get up and stand in front of me", she said. I did, she looked and said "well the erection is gone.  It usually is after a few smacks but do not let it happen again,  when you are in front of me for a spanking that is all you are there for.  Do  you understand".  I said, "Yes,  Je.   ah,  Mom.  I understand".  "Alright. go to the cabinet in the bathroom and get some body lotion and then come back again,  do not pull up your drawers or pants.  When you are in the bathroom remove them and on the way back put them on the stairs going up to the bedrooms", Jennifer said..    I removed them. picked up the lotion and then I walked to the stairs and  placed my pants and drawers where I was told.  Then I turned to go back to Jennifer.  She was still sitting in the chair with the hairbrush in her hand.  I felt very disturbing feeling starting to rise in front of me.  I hurried quickly to her  she told me to get back over her knee.  Then she felt me pushing against her thigh.  "Alright.  twenty more for becoming aroused again", she said.    "Please Mom," I begged but it did no good,  twenty more stingers had me bawling again.  She then put the hairbrush on the floor and picked up the lotion..  She spread it thick over the blistered areas and then gently rubbed it in.  She had me stand again. She stood and hugged me close to her,  She told me she loved me and that was why she spanked me so hard, to really set the lesson in.  She said that I should thank my new mom and then get my pajamas on and come back down for some family time.  I didn't argue.  I put the jammies on and put my pants and drawers in the dirty clothes and then went back down stairs.  we watched a movie together and then it was bed time.  she came in and kissed me good night and asked if I had learned my lesson,  I told her I had and she told me to remember the list and do the chores. . I told her  her I would. she gave me a good night kiss on the forhead and turned off the light. I felt forgiven and slept well.
         The week went well and I got no more spankings.   The following week I overslept again and didn't get  a chore done.  Things had been going so well that when I got home I did the chore,  That evening after supper Jenifer told me that we were going to have a chat.  I cringed. as I followed her into the livingroom, tonight she was in a business skirt and blouse.  Again following her to the livingroom I was watching how well the skirt fit her bottom and how interestingly it moved as she walked. She again got the chair and placed it in front of the sofa. She sat. smoothed out the skirt. told me to lower them and then looked with disbelief as I was standing tall and pointing at her again.   "Again" she said


a story written by tommyspt to go with the illustration at the top of it,  I hope you enjoy it and please feel free to leave comments.
 

RedRump: More Brand Spanking Newness...

RedRump: More Brand Spanking Newness...

Preventative Maintinance Spanking

Yes, I had been looking forward to tonight.  a night out with the guys.   Bowling,  a few drinks, then we will retire to our bachelor friends pad for some serious poker.  what a great night this is going to be.
       When I got home my bride was still not home from some shopping she was doing.  I realized I had forgotten to tell her the guys and I were going out because i was involved with a problem at work.  i had solved the problem and my boss was so pleased he let me go a little early today,  so i stopped at the bank, got some cash, stopped at the grocery and picked up a lot of  good beer and snack chips.  I went up and took a quick shower and got into some comfortable jeans and a shirt.  I could smell something delicious cooking and i yelled down stairs.."Hi Honey,  something smells really great.  I will be down in a minute."  I was so happy I was actually whistling a tune while i combed my hair  and then started down stairs for supper.
         My bride was in the kitchen makings burgers with home fried potatoes with fried onions and some gravy,  it smelled really great.  she was still dressed in her suit she wore to work but had taken the jacket off and left her purse on the table.  I came in.  gave her a peck on the cheek and told her how much i loved her.... "By the way,  i am going out with the guys tonight so i will be going out shortly after the supper dishes are done," I said.  "Oh," she said, looking at me with one eyebrow raised.  That usually meant that she was surprised or sometimes getting perturbed.  I figured she was surprised as I had forgotten to tell her about the plans the guys and I had made last night on the phone.  "Oh yes,  I forgot to tell you,  we are meeting at the bowling alley at seven pm so we can bowl a few games before the leagues take over the alleys for the night.  We will probably stay for a few beers and then go to tony's to watch some tv.. there is a big game on tonight so I will probably be late getting home tonight, I said"..  "AH,  I see," she said,  "that explains why there is a thousand dollars missing from our account.  I was going to ask you about that as I stopped at the a t m to get some cash on my way home.  So this going to tony's afterwards is about going to watch a game?  it wouldn't be about you guys getting up a card game like you did a couple of months ago.  What was it,  Oh yes,  you lost 2000 dollars to your friends.  That wouldn't be the reason why you needed a thousand dollars would it be?  If the game goes like the last one, you didn't get enough money.  "Well?  Did you really forget to tell me about going out or were you just building up a fantastic lie that you hoped you would not be caught at?   You remember what happened after that last game don't you?  You promised that you would not play poker with them again didn't you?  You might as well spill it all as you are already showing how little memory you have."
         She was now standing in front of me with her hands on her hips, a furious look on her face. and the dinner taken of the stove.  "Honey,  I really mean it.  I had forgotten to mention it to you as I said.  The plan was just bowling and then the game but when I called tony to tell him abut the trouble I found and what a great day I was having at work, he suggested that seeing my luck had changed maybe we should play cards tonight.  I was just so happy the way the day was going I picked up the money for cards on the way home.  I am sorry, I really won't play cards and I will return the money in the night deposit tonight  if I can still go out with the boys.  Please Honey,  I had to cancel the going out last month as Iwas still getting weekly spankings for that last game.  I really need to show up tonight or they will be suspicious that I am not allowed to do anything.  I will tell them that I gave you the money because you needed to go shopping and after bowling I will come straight home.  I will make an excuse they will believe.  Please Honey.  I will be embarrassed if I can't go tonight...       
          "All right,  I will think about this while we eat.  You need to be thinking about why I am so angry at you.  I understand the male need for independence in appearance anyways, but you have really screwed up.  I will allow that you were not thinking right.  after all you do that a lot.  now lets eat," she said.
           We ate in silence.  She kept looking at me .  Sometimes anger,  sometimes thoughtfulness crossed her face.  After dinner she said that she had made up her mind.  "she told me to do the dishes and that she would take the money and return it to the account in the morning.  no money in your pocket will make it easier for you to skip the card game".  With that she took her chair and placed it in the center of the kitchen.  That was not a good sign.  That is where most of the discipline spankings I get take place.  I started the dishes. She left and went upstairs.  She came back almost immediately with her big hairbrush that she had bought especially for spanking me with.  She sat on the chair and watched me wash and dry the dishes..  As I put the last one away she told me to come stand in front of her.
             It appears that you are having trouble remembering to tell me things that you plan that may effect me as well.  I am going to give you a good spanking now before I let you go out tonight.  "Please pull your pants down and lower your underwear  to bare your bottom".  I blushed but did not dare to question her reasoning.  I was used to spankings from her as my mother had suggested and shown her how to spank me when we first got married and I started screwing up.  However this was unusual.  I was going to be allowed to go out with the guys but no card game.  Well at least I would look like I could where I wanted and when. I would tell the boys my wife wanted me home early tonight because she was horney or something.  That would work.
       She said,  "I have decided that you probably need some incentive to help you remember to tell me things you plan to do so that I will not be surprised when you spring something on me.  If you make plans and don't tell me ahead of times you will get a preventative maintenance spanking to help you remember the next time".

She then uncrossed her legs,  smoothed her skirt and invited me to assume the naughty boy position that I know so well.  Her thighs support my weight with her left thigh at my somach and her right thigh midway down my thighs.. her legs are spread slightly so that I receive no stimulus in the penis area.  It just hangs between her thighs.  She had me place both hands on my back and held both thumbs in her left hand.  that makes almost like chinese handcuffs and you cannot move either hand.  She rubbed and patted the brush against my cheeks and I tried to push down on her thighs to get away from it.  She patted a few more times and said that i was wrong to even think about taking money from our account to play card, especially as she had only stopped last week with the spankings I got for that game.  Then she sighed and said," I think this may work as a reminder to let me know your plans.  I will spank you this way every time you forget or are only half truthful in your plans."  with that I felt het stop patting my back side.  I felt her shift slightly and then there was an explosion of sound and pain as the brush stung my right cheek.  I tried to push away but she had me firmly in place .  the stirred again and the left cheek started to burn.  I yelped. then the spanks started falling about 1 per second,  I was starting to wiggle about.  I felt two more smacks on my thighs.  I yelped and begged her to please stop.  "Ha, I have just gotten started.  buckle down,  this spanking will not be long but it will be efficient", she said.   That brush kept smacking and I was really dancing on her lap.  More smack to the thighs and I tried laying still again.  a few more smacks and I was dancing again.; more on the thighs..  I was really begging for it to stop now.  she paused.  "Are you learning your lesson?  Will you remember to tell me your plans in the future?  Will you never play cards with the money in our account.  If you can save some on your own then you can play but you had better never lose more than you have on you.  When I finish this spanking you will be allowed to go out but you will be home right after bowling.  If you are not home by nine thiry this evening I will assume you have forgotten and I will give more preventive maintinamce reminder spankings every night until I am sure you can remember.  We will also start the weekly maintenance spankings every sunday evening again so the night after tomorrow you will get the first..  now I am going to end tonights spanking with fifty hard fast spanks that will include your thighs also.  Hold tight and try not to move."  All hell broke out then and for about 30 seconds I was exhaling only as each smack lit another hellfire. Then it was over.  I was crying,  tears were streaking my face.  I laid there for a few minutes trying to control myself enough to get up.   Finally she helped me up.  "Stand there," she said.  she went to a cabinet and got some skin cream.  She had me go back over and rubbed it in.  I thanked her for the time she spent correcting me and also for the skin cream.  I knew from experience, no cream and blisters and such would crack and be more painful.  "All right, she said.  pull them back up,  go wash your face and comb your hair,  You look like a naughty little boy who just got a good spanking.  you need to get control of your self so you will not embarrass yourself with your friend.  Try not to squirm to much trying to sit on those hard seats at the bowling alley.  I will see you by nine thirty or I will call your mom and your sister to come and assist me while we impress how important you letting me know your plans are.  When you are ready to leave come kiss me and  I will check that you are presentable."


           Thus started a new phase of discipline for poor Tommy. so you think he will remember or will his sister and mom have to take part in his learning experience.


This is a fake art picture I created to illustrate this story.  it is made up from parts of other pictures and over painted to disguise the original portions used.

Prep School Incentive


       Your meeting with the dean of students had not gone well.  Your first semester at this excellent college prep school and you are failing most all of the subjects.  Your mom had remortgaged  her house in order to give you a better chance at getting into a better college.  your high school marks had been slightly below average but you had still passed and graduated although at the bottom twenty percent of your class.  well, your senior year in high school is only for one year so you had laid off the studying and had partied like it was your last chance in life to have a good time.  Your memories of what had happened that ended you up at this prep school instead of one of the top colleges you had applied to were flowing through mind.
         While in high school you had applied to some of the most highly rated schools in the country.  you had written a letter with each telling them of you high grades and high standing in the class.  of course you sent them when you were a junior and the marks were very  very good.  in the top 5 percent of a class of 600.  when they looked at the applications and received the final graduation standings, the good schools all said that you did not meet their standards.  Your mom, who had never worried about your marks was so upset that she told you to go to the kitchen and that you and she were going to have a talk about your future.  you went in and sat at the table and saw all the rejection letters on the table.  all opened again.  oh oh you thought.  Your saw your mom come in to the kitchen , slapping her big hairbrush  gently against her thigh as she walked.  "I wondered why you had not been excited and happy about which college you would be going to this coming fall.  then i found the letters behind the cake dish on top of the refrigerator.  i wondered why you had hid them.  then reading rejection after rejection, i was confused.  you were always such a good student i really hadn't paid any attention to your marks in the senior year.  i saw you were busy with all the senior activities so i thought that every thing was wonderful.  now come the rejections.  i called the high school.  they siad that you are barely passing but that you will graduate but they had been so busy that they figured i already knew of the problem that you were having with your priorities.  well right now i am going to discipline you the same way i did when you were in second grade.  i think that was the last time you had any problem with marks. after i spank you we will discuss your future." she said.
         I was completely flabbergasted.  I could not believe what was about to happen.  i was sure she would just say,  see this is what could have happened but as you are now an adult and about to graduate from high school we can sit down and make some real plans on how to get you into one of the colleges you should be going to.  In stead she pulled out the chair.  set down and straightened her skirt,  picked up the hairbrush and said.  "get over here now mister.  you are going to get a real lesson now about not letting your responsibilities go,  to party and celebrate instead.  now, get over here and pull your pants and drawers down to your ankles." " Mom I said.  please don't ,  i am an adult now.".   "NO, she said , you are a naughty boy who has screwed up royally and I am going to take you to task for it.  now get over my lap.  now mister".  she got up.;  stood me up.;  Pulled down my pants and drawers, grabbed my ear. led me to the chair. she sat. pulled me down and across her lap by my ear.  she bent my right arm up on my back , raised the brush and i quickly discovered that her hairbrush stung far more than i could have ever remembered. smack after smack fell.  i started to kick and plead.  "mom.  please,  this is so embarrassing.  i am to old to be spanked,  mom  ouch.  ok that's enough  i have learned my lesson".   she replied "you  better get used to it".  she  started to spank me.  the spanking went on and on.  i begged,  yelled, pleaded, finally as hard as i tryed not to, the tears started to fall.  i choked out., "mom, i am sorry..  i should have taken care of my business and kept up my marks.  i know i screwed up royally, please stop mom.,  i really need your help to get into a good school".  with that she told me to brace myself.  she then delivered about 30 of the hardest smacks i had ever had all on the place where the bottom and thighs meet.  i screamed,  cryed out loud, and then it was over.  she let me lay there for a few minutes while she gently rubbed my bottom.  told me that she would have to get a face cloth the wash the pressure blood the brush had caused.   she had me stand.  "don't touch," she said and she got a clean wash cloth,  dosed it with anti bacterial soap  and hot water then came and sat down again.  "over you go".  i positioned myself again.  the hot cloth felt cool on my burning bottom.  the soap porbably would have burned but my bottom was so sore that it felt good and cooling.  in a minute or so she said,  there now,  you are very bright red and there are some bruises , the blood was pressure blood as there are no cuts.  she rubbed again for a minute or two and then told me to go to my room and that she would be in shortly,  i started to pull my pants up but she told me, " just remove them.  lay face down on your bed and i will be in to apply some cream on the sore bottom so it won't dry out and cause more problems".  i removed my pants and picked them up and start to head to my bedroom.  i heard her say.  you still have a very cute spank tush as i was leaving the kitchen. 
          as i entered the room.  i turned on the light.  set my pants and drawers on chair by my desk.  turned my bottom toward the mirror.  took a deep breath as i looked at my bright red bottom.  blue marks and white blisters.  i ow'd a few times just looking at it.  i heard mom coming up the stairs so i quickly laid face down on the bed.  she came in with some lotion and sat beside me on the bed. she said, " i am very disappointed in you and also myself.  i thought i didn't need to check on you as your school career had always been so good.  well now i know, i need to check on the school portion of your life.  luckily i have an uncle who can get you into that prep school that is in the middle of the state.  you will have to stay in a dormatory so you will be very much on your own.  however my uncle will keep me informed as to how your marks are going and i will call you two times a week to see how things are going".  she rubbed in the lotion.   it felt good and cool.  she said, " ok get in your jammies and i will be back in to kiss my naughty boy good night and turn off the light.,  i sincerely hope you have learned your lesson and that you will apply yourself.  if i have to go to the prep school i will bring my hairbrush and you will be spanked right in your dormatory and i don't care who is around to see it. i will make the final arrangement in the next week. next september you will start there. now in the last month of school i want you to apply your self and no more of their senior party time nonsense or you will get more of my hairbrush.,  do you understand"?  "yes mom," i said meekly as i pulled up my jammy pants very gently  i laid down on the bed.  the spanking played itself out in my mind.  oh oh. how come that is happening to me.  oh yes, naked over my moms pretty lap, her skirt riding up as the spanking continued.  the spanks,. now not as stinging in my memory.  the dancing around on her lap as the brush fell.  her calm but strict words while applying the brush.  how round her bottom was and how it moved as the spanks fell.  her breast moving across on my back as the she spanked away.  i heard her enter the room again.  she came over.  patted my bottom and let her hand rest on my bottom, " wow , that really is hot.  i guess i did a good job.  i hope you learned your lesson.  remember now any bad marks and you will find yourself across my lap getting the hairbrush again..  we will chat more about prep school as the days go by.  now you can pull the covers over you if you get cold", she patted my bottom once more and leaned over and kissed me.  "i love you, mom,: i said.  she smiled and told me she loved me also . i watched her walk from the room.  she turned off the light and gently closed the door.


original story and drawing by tommyspt.  i hope you enjoyed it.  please feel free to leave comments.   
    

Sister teaches Your new Bride.,

       Trying to hurry up the stairs with you pants and drawers around your ankles is a difficult thing to do.  After some brief, hard spanks from each of them in the kitchen, some quick cleaning up by me with my pants still down, my mom said that it was time for us all to go to the bed room for their spanking lessons to begin.  As i tripped my way up the stairs with them smacking my bottom and thoroughly enjoying my predicament, i tried to move without tripping as best I could.  when we reached the top of the stairs my sister asked my bride if the computer chair that she had set out had wheels for moving it around and she confirmed that it did.
My sister asked me to take the chair in the hallway by a telephone desk that we had upstairs into the room with us.  She told my sister that when she spanked me i bounced around so much when she spanked me that she preferrs a hard back stable chair to sit on .  I picked it up and stumbled into the room with it, and placed it in the middle of the room where my sister pointed that she wanted it.  My sister walked to the computer chair, she picked up the hairbrush, tried it one time on her thigh and then sat down on the straight chair.
             I was nervous, intimidated, and embarrassed to be naked before these ladies.  i had been before indifferant situatuions, but never before all three and for the purpose of teaching my bride how to apply a proper spanking to me.  I felt myself becoming aroused and suddenly found the carpet to be very interesting.
             My mom told my bride that to apply a good hairbrushing the important thing is to keep the hairbrush moving on his bottom.  She said that she always felt that overlapping the strokes by a half of hairbrush width and smacking it from left to right side and from top to bottom..this allows the heat to build up and never lets an area of the bottom start to cool off .from  in attention. when you reach the bottom right cheek start over again.  Of course if you are a left handed spanker then reverse the spanks to right side, left side. Kate will show you how she snaps the brush on impact to make a stronger smack.  Kate, why don' t you start it off.
       Kate  adjusted her skirt and called me to her.  I stood in front of her as the others watched,  She said, "you know that this is not allowed,":  She tapped my arousal with the brush and then told me to "get over".  I got over her lap with my stomach over her right thigh and my upper thighs  on her left.  my arousal fell between her thighs getting no stimulus at all.  she looked to Jen and said,  "I will administer the first ten slow and will show how i snap the brush at the last moment before it smacks.  you will see his reaction as each smack hits". She raised the brush and down it came.  I lifted my head up and i yelped loudly. Kate said,  "now, did you notice that reaction.  a straight on spank with no snap , he would have just laid there and pretend it didn't hurt. Now you will see each smack will get another large reaction.. the brush started falling about every two seconds". i was kicking, begging, yelping and wriggleing,  they were all acceptable,   a;t the ninth smack i lifted my hand off the floor. Kate stopped immediately.  "Hands on the floor.  If you lift them again you will get an extra 10 when i finish,  you know better than that,  Do you not'.  "Yes, I know better and i will not do it again." i said.  The tenth smack landed just as i answered.  "All right, now i am going to spank him hard and fast, using the brush about a smack a  second for  a minite and 20 seconds,  if my timing is correct that will be eighty more or a total of ninth spanks..  he will probably be a very sorry boy when i am at that point.  I will stop for about 10 seconds and then give him ten more as hard and fast as i can give them.  then we will talk again"..  I felt her shift and then the spanking started again.  the pain built and built.  i begged some more,  i did everything i could except take my hands off the floor to try and protect my bottom.  past experience had shown me that that was not a good idea no matter how much my bottom burned.  It went on for what seemed like an hour but as she had said it was just over a minute.  she paused.  i looked over at my bride and mom.  they were watching with great interest at the proceedings., then the ten quick spanks started and landed.  i was so glad part one was over.  my bottom felt like someone had run a hot iron over it.  my legs were sore from  kicking and my neck was sore from raising and lowering my head so rapidly so many times as the brush punished me.  jJn walked over with a slight smile on her face. "well,  that was very informative. "I think he looked cute kicking and whining like a five year old",. she said as she examined my red sore bottom while i still laid across kate's lap.   Kate added, that "when I stopped tonight  is the point where the spanking actually starts.  up to this point was just to get his attention, Isn't that right, Tommy"  I answered "Yes,  Ma'am".  Kate told me to get up and stand by the chair.  she stood and looked to Mom,  "Who' s next"?  "Jen" , Mom said, "lets see how much she learned about snapping the brush", .

hw]ere ends part two of Teaching Tommy's Bride to Spank.   I apologize for being so long between part 1 and part 2.   I had lots of pictures ofthe model of Kate i used.  apparently they were on a portable hard drive i had that crashed,  I spent about 3 weeks looking for other pictures of Kate and finally had to build her from other pictures to illustrate this part of the story..

this is a fake art picture created by tommyspt.  the models used are made up from several models  snipped and cut into the models that now show.  they are over painted also to make them look even more different

I hope you enjoy it and please feel free to comment on the stories..

Mom and Sister train your new Bride

My Bride was fed up with me.  Everything I did was only half done and usually she had to finish it up for me. We got into a big argument and it ended with her saying " I am going to call your Mom.  At the wedding she told me to watch for you sloppy and lazy ways and that I should call her if  a problem developed.  Well it seems that the time has come. You go to work and we will discuss this further when you get home tonight".  I hesitated for just a minute and she actually took me by the ear and ushered me out the door.  I could understand her being angry at me as I had sluffed off all my week end projects and now my bride was going to have to finish them up and today was a day off that she had been looking forward to for quite some time.  I got in my car and headed to work although all I could hear in my mind was her saying, "I am going to call your Mom,  I am going to tell her hat a lazy jerk you are and ask her how to handle you".  Well she didn't actually say the last statement but I am sure that  it is what she meant.  This concerned me alot because my Bride did not know how my mom had kept me a model boy and young man with lots of corrective discipline at home.  Both my Mom and my sister took part in very long scolding,  very hard spanking discipline.  Mom said that it had worked for me as a child and had continued it for as long as I lived at home. My sister was 4 years older than me and had been invited by mom to participate as soon as she was baby sitter age when she said to her, ''I guess now that you are wanting to baby sit for others that it is time you learn the way to corrrect a naughty boy for your self so I will teach you how to administer a good and proper spanking.  I know you have watched me spank Tommy many times but you need to learn how to get more action from the naughty boy with the way the hairbrush lands.  You have seen him beg,  cry and make promises but if you are taking time to discipline a boy, he needs a thorough lessen taught or he will think you are weak and take advantage of you."  My mom was a very good teacher.  She trained my sister over the next week and by the week end I really had a weak end.  Sorry about the humor attempt but sometimes I just can'thelp myself.  My sister became a very popular baby sitter for  neighborhood boys and was even sometimes called just to administer a spanking.  I should say at this time it was the early 1950;s and spanking was just a fact o life for naughty boys growing up.  everyone of authority could and would spank you and then report you to your mom so you would get more at home..  My sister also became a co-spanker with my mom and when I got spanked,. she also gave me a lesson as well.  I should also state that when I was living at home spankings were not all that common.  a lesson usually kept me paying attention for a couple of weeks but they were all very memorable looking back on them.
              The work day was over and I was on my way home.  It seemed strange that my Bride had  had not called me to ask how my day was going.  Then I remembered she had the day off and was probably spending the day spoiling herself.  When I got home and her car was not in the driveway I was a little concerned.  When I opened the door, the wonderful aroma of a nice pot roast dinner. came thruogh to my nose.   I saw the slow cooker on the counter and a note.    I opened the note.  It said I am spending the day shopping with the girls.  Should be home by ^:30 PM when the dinner will be ready.  will see you then.  Ah, All was right with the world.  My favorite dinner on and soon to be ready.  My bride had spent the day shopping with the girls so she will be in a great mood when she gets home.  It looks like all is forgiven and forgotten about our spat this morning.  Ah, Life is good.  I went into the living room and turned on the news on tv and settled in my chair with the news paper as well.  About 6:25 pm  i heard the kitchen door open.   My Bride came in and announced, "We are home,  I'll call you when dinner is on the table.  I thought to my self, "We"?  Oh well,  in a few minutes dinner will be ready.  I returned to the article I  was reading in the paper.  I heard a knock on the door and my bride answered the back door.  " HI, she said, glad you could make it.  dinner is just about on the table.  I am going to call Tommy in just a minute.  Ah,m i thought,  guests for dinner tonight.  no wonder we are having pot roast.  A few minutes later she called me to come for dinner.
              "Well, I must say it really smells really good."  I said as I made my way into the kitchen.   I stopped dead as I was entering the kitchen.  At the table my Mom and sister were sitting looking at me with a serious look on their faces. My mouth dropped open,  I wanted to turn and run, but I knew it would do no good.  I walked like a doomed man to the table and sat down  next to my sister.  My Bride was sitting in my usual place at the head of the table.  My Mom said, "It looks like he has guessed why we are here.  Well, we will have a nice discussion while we eat and then Kate will show you what your sister and she bought this afternoon."  As the food was being passed around I helped myself to my favorite dinner,.  I thought,  "The condemned man gets his favorite for a final meal before the execution.   The talk at supper was mainly about how glad my Mom was that Kate ha called her.  She could see how I was slipping and that the lack of discipline was obviously the problem.  She said that she was going to call Kate to discuss my problems that she saw developing.  My Sister chimed in that  she was going to call her also  as I had been rude to her one day when I ran into her at the drug store and I had told her, " every thing is fine so just butt out," and had left in a puff of fury.  that had been on Friday and that she had stewed over my remark for the whole week end.  She was very glad when Mom had called her to say that Kate was asking for help with my behavior.  She called early this morning after I had left for work and asked her if she was spanking me for small problems before they turn into bigger ones.  Kate had just stopped talking.  finally she said, "Spank him?  No, it never entered my mind.  after all he is 24 years old,  a college graduate, has a good job with alot of future potential,  it is just something that would have never entered my mind."  Jan, that is my sister spent a long time telling her about how I was always in trouble.  mom spanked me once in a while and then things were better for a while.  then As he was a ten,  he was in more trouble,  all the time it seemed.  Mom new I was starting baby sitting and she decided that I needed to know how to deliver a good spanking to naughty boys so she taught me how to use a good hairbrush to really get a boys attention  when disciplining him.  the change in him was amazing.  He became a very polite attentive boy unlike alot of his friends
  I sent there moms an advertisement saying that I was a strict baby sitter who sat not only for young children but also older ones that need a firm hand or hairbrush.  Business was booming and a lot of his friends behavior improved also."  Well any hope I had about not getting spanked tonight just flew out of the window. To be sure   Jan said, "Well Tommy, I guess we are through with dinner so could you please clear the table".  My Bride added, "Just leave the pot roast in the pan, it needs to cool before being put away.  I"ll put it away after our chore for this evening is over."  I was a little upset, mostly  with myself as I had realized that I was not being as nice to my Bride as I was to the rest of my family.  As I was putting the dishes in the sink I dropped one.  Luckily it did not break, but my Mom, was quick to correct me.  "Tommy come over here right now.  What do you mean throwing a dish into the sink like that?' Mom demanded.  I told her, "It slipped,  I did not do it on purpose.  It didn't break," I explained.  Well you need to be more careful."  Mom said, "Sometimes he rebels a little when he knows he is going to be spanked.  The best thing to do is give him some extra's before the actual spanking begins.   Pants and underwear down to your ankles now.  She picked up a big serving spoon, bent me over her thigh while standing and delivered 20 hard smacks with that silver serving spoon.  I yelped with each one. " Now go to you sister.  I hobbled over, she stood and also placed me as my mom had and delivered 20 more.  I started to beg.  now got to Kate and ask her to give you her first spanks ever.  Kate did the same to get me in position.  As she raised the spoon. Mom said "give him 20 very hard and aim for where the bottom and the thigh meet".  Kate did as told.  I begged again.  now tell him to get back to the dishes and leave his pants and drawers where they are.  With tears in my eye's I hobbled back to the sink and gently started to wash the dishes while they talked about the licks they had just given me.  Mom said , "It is a good start."  As I finished the dishes my Mom suggested  "I sit for a few minutes because shortly I will not want to sit for a long time."  I sat gently.  My bride reached down under her side of the table and brought up a small bag that said the antique emporium on the bag.  She reached in and took out a very nice box.  She carefully opened it and took out a very large ebony hairbrush.  you could tell that it was very old by the color of the bristles.  She showed it to me and tapped her hand with it a few times.  Jan says that this is the best spanking brush made.  it is antique and over 70 years old.  the bristles are like brand new but the back has a pattena worn into it.  The dealer said that it was a brush that was never used for brushing hair.  Only to spank naughty people that need its attention.  I am sure I will get great use out of it with you.  Your Mom and sister think you need at least weekly spankings for a while to teach you to remember how to behave.  I think I am going to go along with the suggestion.  They say they will be sure that I am a real spanking disciplinarian by the time they go home tonight and that I can call them any time I think you need more that one teacher on a given night.  My Bride handed the brush to my Mom and she slapped her thigh lightly with it.  oooohh, she said.  that brush is slightly larger and heavier than mine but very similar to the one Jan has.  It should suit your purposes well..  So have you decided where you will give MOst of his spankings at?  Yes, I set my desk chair up in the middle of the bed room and I will bring the brush up with me and leave it on my dresser.  It is convenient to the bed if he needs time to lay down and sulk and compose himself.  Yes  it is also a nice private place if there are company  at the time that you don't want to disturb them.  just excuse the both of you and spank away. Leave the door open so others can hear the smacks and cry's.  All right. My Bride said,  I think its time for us to head up stairs.  Mom said to let me lead the way with my pants and drawers still down.  It will embarrass him and also give us a few laughs to lighten the chore we are about to have to do.
     Here ends Part one.  these stories seem to get longer and longer.  It also will be a chance for me to have to get back to doing more fake art pictures.  enjoy.  I will really try to have part 2 up before long.  I have done one proof read but I am sure I will have to edit it again after my eyes relax a little.

one of my favorite old drawings

I did this drawing many years ago and I just finished it up about 2 weeks ago.  I absolutely fell in love with the model.   To me the skirt is so sexy with the button up side and the very professional high collar shirt.  I regret that when I started drawing this I was still mainly interested in how the lady looked and quite lax on drawing guys.  I really thought about erasing him out and redrawing him but then I so loved drawing this that to change the original seemed not right somehow.. I am not writing a whole story on this one as it would follow in on the last three stories that I have written.  Sometimes I just can't get out of a mood when writing.  I can picture how this skirt will fall on her lap when she sits.  Poor tommy must have done something really bad for her to decide that the groundings and such just have not worked,  He knew that she had been reading books on discipline for older teens that revert to childish problems.  Tommy thought that being 18 meant that he was a full grown man and no longer would he be receiving such childish punishments any more.  today however he and his best friend started harassing one of the geeks in school.  Finally they knocked him down and  took the little money he had.  Unfortunately the lunch room monitor witnessed it all.  Tommy and his friend were both  suspended.  Your mom had to leave work to take you home. When you walked into the living room following you mom, she had chewed you out for the whole 1/2 hour it took to get home.  Once in the house she looked at you and said, " Ok,  you are acting like a 12 year old again . bullying another student at school.  suspended for the week, well that's the last straw.  you take off your pants and underwear and wait right there".  She pulled the chair from her writing desk out and turned it to the middle of the room.  She went into the bathroom and got her old hairbrush and came back. Your pants were around your your ankles and your underwear were down to your knees.  You also had the start of an arousal.  Your mom said, "Well some things never change..  get the pants and underwear completely off,  I had a problem getting them over my sneakers. so she told me to remove those also and then come stand beside me.  I managed to get them off and then the pants and underwear.  Now naked from the waste down.  A very hard arousal pointing at my mother,  I watched her sit down, smooth down her skirt, wiggle around a little to loosen the material so she would be more comfortable while attending to the chore at hand.  she beckoned me over to her.  I went and stood beside her.  she picked up the brush and slapped her hand lightly with it.  She looked at my arousal.  Shook her head and told me to get over her lap.  She quickly adjusted me to where my bottom was right in front of her.   Stomach on her left thigh and thighs on her right thigh.  My arousal resting on the fabric between..  She reviewed why I was in the position that I was in.  She told me that as of now she was going to keep close track of my behavior and that spankings were going to be my punishment again  as I was suspended for the week I would be spanked every day when she got home from work and that I would have chores to do to keep me busy while she was a work.  She would call an check to be sure I was doing what I was supposed to do.  "Did i understand."?  I said "yeah".  She gave me a swat that was so hard I screamed,, ow.  "I asked if you understood and you gave me an attitude..  so do you understand." Mom said?   "Yes",  I said,.  Another very hard spank.  Mom said, "You will call me mother when I am spanking you.  do you understand?"  "Yes Mother",  I yelped.  All right,  lets get down to business" She said. The brush fell  hard and fast for a couple of minutes.  I was hoping it was over.  Instead she started very hard spanks,  each stoke just overlapping the preceding one.  I was crying,  begging.  I really needed her to stop.  After around 40 smacks she said, "ok, now comes the real spanking,"  and the spanks came hard and fast again  moving continually all over my bottom.  I realized this was going to go on forever if I didn't stop fighting her   I laid still.  She said. " it appears that the lesson is going well.   Twenty more slow and hard should do the trick". and then she told me to go and stand in the corner . After a half an hour she called me to the kitchen.  we discussed the problem of the day.  She assured me that spankings would be a nightly procedure for this week.  I was grounded and not to leave the house at all. She also said, "spankings were back and any time that I caused a problem at school or home she would be glad to give me more.  Now I want you to write about what happened at school.  How you inconvenienced me and how you understand the reason for returning to spanking as a punishment for you.  I will read and grade it every night starting tomorrow, you will write it in between chores and if I don't think you have learned the lesson from the night before we will continue your daily spankings even after you return to school.  I recommend you give it alot of thought when writing.  You can start writing now at the desk and at nine o'clock you will kiss me and go to bed.  I don't like having to spank you again but I do love you and will continue to spank you as long as you need it."
I set gently on the hard chair and began to write.  every once in a while, checking to see if mom was really watching to see that I was doing as I was told.  Yes she was. 

Well their I go again.  when I see this drawing the story just has to go with it.  hope you enjoyed it.   Please feel free to comment.