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Spanking Sisters
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From: [email protected] (TOM RYDER)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.spanking
Subject: Re: Casey, continued, II
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Date: Sun, 19 Feb 95 14:34:00 -0500
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Stopping for a moment, Ryder said "Raven, you do want to be
equal with your Sisters, don't you?" "What are you talking about, Of
_course_ we are all equal!" the still struggling Raven responded. "Well,
none of your Sisters are being spanked over their skirts, are they?" For
in truth, the other three reddening bottoms in the room were all bare.
"Don't you even think about it, you neanderthal!" Raven shouted, now
struggling wildly. She kicked her legs furiously in the air, pounded and
even bit at Ryder's leg as he grasped the hem of her skirt and began to
tug it slowly but inexorably upward.
Ryder marveled at the view as her pink little squirming bottom,
encased in lacy black panties came into view. Ignoring her feeble
protests, Ryder slid his fingers into the waistband of the whispy
panties and began to slide them down, over the summits of her ripe
little bottom. And such a cute bottom it was! For a moment, Ryder almost
forgot about what he was doing as those delectable twin hillocks were
exposed to his gaze. He had thoughts about things other than spanking,
but then returned to the task at hand.
His large, hard hand began slapping fire into those sweet mounds
and as they got redder and redder, there was a change in Raven's
responses corresponding to their change in color. She was still
struggling and kicking and squirming, but little by little, the "OUCHes
and OOWWWs took the place of the threats and invective. The hotter her
bottom got, the more repentant she became. Soon there were no more
threats at all, but they were replaced by pleas, and promises to beehave
in the future. But Ryder wanted more. He was going to spank her until
he was sure she was sorry for her ill-advised little adventure in that
alley. He told her so, and she began apologizing immediately. Still,
Ryder was not convinced, and continued spanking the now squealing woman
across his knee.
For her part, Raven was reacting like any well spanked naughty
girl. And so were the others. Larry was painting a crimson masterpiece
upon the bare seat of Bonnie, who had finally discovered that a spanking
could _indeed_ make her cry and sob. Dlynn was shrieking her rage as the
paddle landed again and again. And Sparky was teaching Gaby that,
although Sisterhood is indeed powerful, so is a determined man. Finally
Ryder felt that Raven, with her blistered bottom, and anguished voice
vowing eternal repentance, was sorry. "Gentlemen", he called out, and
with one final, resounding CRACK from Sparky's hand on the bottom of the
blistered Gaby, the room quieted, except for the sound of Four Spanked
Girls (to coin a phrase). "I think it's time for a change. After all, we
wouldn't want the ladies to get bored, would we?" His compatriots
agreed, and four sobbing ladies were lifted from four strong laps. Ryder
pulled Raven over to Dan and exchanged her for Dlynn. Barrister and
Sparky did likewise, and each man returned to his chair. Wanting to
make this truly memorable, each man was nasty enoug to hold the women's
hands away from their backsides during this period so that there could
be no rubbing.
"I can't begin to tell you how much I've looked forward to this,
Dlynn!" Ryder said. "In fact, I've brought along something special to
commemorate this occasion" he grinned, reaching behind him and picking
up a very special object. Through her tears, Dlynn blanched when Ryder
lightly rubbed his hairbrush against _her_ nose! "Oh, please, not the
brush! I'm so sore already from that damned paddle! I don't think I can
take the brush!" Dlynn pleaded through her sobs. "We'll just have to
find out, won't we", Ryder grinned. "Now, it's time for your
comeuppance, DLYNN", Ryder said, for old time's sake, as he sat down and
dragged the unfortunate young lady across his knee.
Continued next message, yet again!
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