Over Again

[Don_Brown]

Over Again - Don Brown

Sir was never harsh, always fair.

If she needed a sound beating, she got one and usually deserved it and always accepted it.

If she got a bedtime spanking, it too was well deserved and received.

She was summoned to Sirs study and told to come in just her dressing gown.

This meant Sir did not want a show, did not need the titillation of seeing her squirm as her embarrassment as her top comes off, next her bra, freeing her youthful tits.

Their swaying as she bent over to remove her shoes and sox, all well rehearsed of course to suit sir. She knew how he loved her tits, her cute nipples always ready to point towards him when given the instruction to strip.

She knocked and entered and walked to the corner, remover her dressing gown and stood hands on head in the corner, naked.

The corner which had a window facing the garden.

The garden where the odd job man was doing the lawns and borders.

Her skin glistened in the sunlight from the window, the corner of her eye caught side of the odd job man, yes, he was looking right at her.

She coughed and moved her hand to her mouth, her breasts bouncing, she looked and the odd job man was sniggering, he was sooooo handsome, she looked sideways at him and saw his bulge, she reddened up and concentrated on the job at hand.

She heard the spanking stool scrape along the wooden floor, and Sirs cane cupboard open.

She gulped as she heard the swish, she recognised sound it was the junior whippy cane.

"Come here girl"

She turned and head down approached the stool, leant forward and bent right over.

A hand on each leg, gripped tight.

A leg covering each of the other stool legs.

Her pussy lips just open.

Her bottom high, so high, inviting the cut of Sirs chosen implement.

With little introduction, just a few light aim taps across both well used cheeks;

Wwhhoosshh ccrraacckk the first lash.

So so hard it even made her tight well looked after toned bottom quiver into ripple like a calm lake.

5 more, just as hard, just as precise.

Sir stopped, walked to the cupboard and replaced the cane.

A knock on the door, it was the young gardener, “Come in, sorry, I`m just dealing with a problem out, you can sit and wait or I`ll be out in about 10 minutes”

“Oh, I`ll wait if that’s ok?”

Thank goodness it was over she thought, she had obviously deserved it, and would probably be told later why, so were the ways of this HoH household.

Him watching was not a great problem, she had often been punished in public, if it was Sirs wish, she accepted without question, its what happened to naughty girls having their naughty bare bottoms spanked.

Her eyes never leaving Sir if it was at all possible, omg, Sir was undoing his belt.......................................