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Alex_b
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Username: Alex_b
Post Number: 9
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Sunday, May 22, 2005 - 10:37 am: | 
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TRAVELER’S TAN
by Alex B.
I leave you alone on the patio for a few minutes
so you can cool down and collect your thoughts.
When I return, I find you standing near the
garden looking off toward the ocean.
"Are you in the mood to talk now?"
"Yes." you say, a bit sheepishly. "I just
needed a few moments alone."
"You need your panties yanked down, that's
what you need." I state flatly.
You look downward trying not to blush.
"That too, I suppose."
"How long have you been in town, an hour?"
I ask rhetorically. "And we've already had
a fight."
"Well, just an argument really."
"My point is- you've come all this way to visit
and you can only stay two days, so why waste
time bickering over where we'll go first?"
"I know. Look, I'm sure you're right about
Balboa Park. We don't have to go to Sea World
at all, if you don't want to."
"We're not going anywhere just yet," I say.
"You need to learn some manners, so I'm going
to give you a good, hard, bare-bottom spanking.
Hopefully, having your buns toasted will help
you control that temper. After that, if you're
still in a bad mood, maybe I'll just drive
you back to the station and send you home."
"Wait," you interject. "I don't want it to be
like that. You're right, of course, I shouldn't
have been so intent on doing things my way.
It's been a long trip and I'm pretty tired.
I thought taking the train would be relaxing,
but I've been too keyed up really enjoy it."
"Why?"
"Because, you know..." you say, coyly flicking
a leaf on a nearby sunflower. "We were meeting
for the first time and I guess I was nervous."
"Well, you didn't need to be." I reply, adding
a gentle shove to your shoulder as if to say:
"Silly girl!"
"I know. Anyway, I'm sorry... okay?"
After sharing a friendly hug we both have a
laugh over the whole incident as we go back
into the living room.
"So, do you want to do it in here?" I ask.
"Do what?"
"Your spanking."
"What?" you say, clearly confused by my words.
"No. I apologized."
"Yes and I accepted. But you're still going to
get spanked, I told you that."
"Come on! Don't tell me you're still angry."
"Not at all," I say, unbuttoning my right cuff
and rolling up my sleeve. "I was never all
that angry. But the moment you started making a
scene, I made up my mind that you were going to
get it. Every angry word you said after that,
every insult and sarcastic comment- all of
that only helped me determine how hard and for
how long."
I pull a chair from the dining table to the
middleof the room and seat myself.
"But, but-" you stammer.
"But nothing! Now are you going lift that dress
and lower those panties? Because if I have to
do it, you're going to one sorry, red-assed
little girl!"
"I, uh... okay, but can't you just spank me
over my skirt?"
"Hell no! You entered bare bottom territory
ten minutes ago! Now I'm just trying to decide
whether or not you'll get a taste of the strap."
With that, I gesture toward a thick strip of
leather draped across the back of the couch.
You tilt your head slightly in order to make
out the words embossed onto it:
"Attitude Adjuster".
"You wouldn't really use that thing on me..."
you utter nervously. "...would you?"
"That all depends on how fast you get your
bare ass over my lap."
After giving the strap another glance, you
immediately kick off your shoes, reach under
your skirt and remove your underwear. A moment
later, you find yourself bent over my knees
with your bottom bared, awaiting punishment.
"I have to admit, that was quick." I say,
laying my left hand on the small of your back.
I lift my right hand and bring it down with a
firm smack across your left cheek. Then I give
your right cheek a slap. As I continue
spanking, you grunt softly. Each swat brings a
slightly louder grunt and before long, you're
rolling your shoulders and wiggling your bottom
in anticipation of more. Then I give your ass a
very hard smack causing you to cry out.
"Ahh!"
The two slaps that follow are harder yet with
less time between. Soon, I'm spanking you
swiftly and soundly. You gasp and wince with
each stinging swat. Just as you think you can't
take any more, I stop.
"How's your ass feeling?" I inquire, giving it
a few rubs and squeezes.
"Hot!" you reply over your shoulder.
"It's really nice though, thank you."
"I'm not done yet. I think you deserve a little
more than just a hand spanking, don't you?"
"Oh, I don't know," you answer with a gulp,
spying the Attitude Adjuster in the corner
of your eye. "I think I've probably learned
my lesson."
"Not quite. I believe you could benefit from
the use of an implement. I'll tell you what,"
I say, letting you up. "Why don't you go to the
couch and get something for me."
"Oh, now wait a minute!" you protest.
"I want you to bring me that small cedar paddle
out of my bag."
You walk over to the couch and open a gym bag
containing several spanking toys. One of them is
a six-inch long, reddish-brown paddle which you
remove and deliver to me. Taking the implement
in hand, I pull you, by the arm, over my lap
and bring the paddle down with a loud smack
across your rosy bottom.
“Yow!” you shout.
After a few more swats, you begin to squirm
around, so I get a firmer grip on your waist
and throw my right leg over your calves.
With you in a firm scissor-hold, I resume
paddling your fanny with renewed gusto, raising
my instrument higher, bringing it down faster.
I hold the handle of the paddle tightly and
swing the flat end with vigor as you begin to
kick and cry. With increasing speed, the paddle
mercilessly slaps your burning cheeks. Finally,
I bring the session to a close with one last
powerful swat before lifting my leg and
allowing you to stand.
"So, what do you think of my technique?" I ask
while watching you attempt to massage the
burning sensation from your crimson cheeks.
"I’d say you- ooh! ...you definitely know how
to get to the- ouch! ...bottom of things!"
"Ah, that's and old one!" I say, wincing a
little at your joke. "But I still like it!"
I have you bend over with your hands on your
knees while I smear a cooling cream all over
your hot, swollen buttocks. Then I leave the
room, allowing you to compose yourself a bit.
I return after three minutes or so holding
a cordless phone.
"I'd like to apologize again for the way I
acted earlier," you tell me. "I guess it's too
late to make it down to San Diego now."
"Oh, don't worry about that. I just called a
friend of mine who works on a ranch in Del Mar.
I've arranged for us to go horseback riding."
"What?!" you reply, your hands rushing to cover
your throbbing bottom as you speak. "But that's
going to-"
"Sting like crazy? Yeah, I bet it will!"
Your mouth drops open in disbelief for an
instant and then you begin to laugh.
"Okay," you say with a wink. "But with such a
sore rump, I hope I can manage to stay in a
good mood and behave myself."
"Well... if you don't," I reply, winking back.
"I'm sure I can help adjust your attitude."
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Naughtybynature
Spanko
Username: Naughtybynature
Post Number: 88
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Sunday, May 22, 2005 - 09:30 pm: |
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Nicely done Alex. I love it!!! 
Did is a word of achievement, Won't is a word of retreat, Might is a word of bereavement, Can't is a word of defeat, Ought is a word of duty, Try is a word of each hour, Will is a word of beauty, Can is a word of power.
*(Unknown Author)
Don't take life so seriously.....it isn't permanent
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Wolfie
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Wolfie
Post Number: 181
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Monday, May 23, 2005 - 07:12 pm: |
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Hehehehehe how very devilish...and such fun!
wolfie loves Steve more than anything else in the whole world...even more than chocolate and lobster!
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Bethie
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Bethie
Post Number: 172
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Thursday, May 26, 2005 - 01:05 am: |
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Great story, Alex! I really enjoy your style. |
Sdhrts
Spanko
Username: Sdhrts
Post Number: 86
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Friday, December 09, 2005 - 12:24 pm: |
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Great Alex. more?
Is IT Better To Give Than To Recieve?
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Hunny
Advanced Spanko
Username: Hunny
Post Number: 912
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Friday, December 09, 2005 - 12:50 pm: |
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I've gone ridding on a sore rump and it KILLS! Especially while trotting and posting! |
Ziggy
Supreme Spanko
Username: Ziggy
Post Number: 1563
Registered: 08-2005
| | Posted on Friday, December 09, 2005 - 01:07 pm: |
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that is a great story, I truly enjoyed it, thank you for it
when caught run faster then him !!
I am a TA junkie !!
THREE MORE WEEKS BEFORE MY HUBBIE COMES HOME AGAIN
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