Post Number: 29
|Posted on Tuesday, April 07, 2009 - 11:26 am: ||
My stepdaughter, Bec, was getting married in a few weeks. Her first marriage at 32, and my wife decided that she needed to learn how to keep her husband in line. For over five years she had done just that with me, with frequent, and strict paddlings. I got a weekly maintenance paddling, usually moderate, but could be very severe. Sue believed it was important I be paddled regularly, and it did keep my attitude adjusted.
Then there were punishments. Paddle-punishments were long, severe sessions. I received these if I did something wrong, but Sue also administered them as a warning. I could get as much as two paddlings daily for a week, and these I feared! My paddlings had been private for 5 years, no more. Bec was going to get to watch, and since my sister-in-law wanted to see this too, Shelby would be attending as well. Okay, I had fantasized about Shelby witnessing a paddling, but...didn't really want it to happen. This would be very humbling, to say the least.
I asked, timidly..."am I going to have to be naked for this?" and was told that Bec, Shelby, and she had all agreed that nudity was entirely appropriate. I did not want this to happen, I could only imagine how humiliating, and painful this would be. I knew better than to object, and was on my best behavior. This would be happening next Sunday, so I had five long days to think. The anticipation was horrible...it was all I could think about.
Sunday was here, and so were Bec, and Shelby. They were all smiles as we went down to the rec room. The bench looked ominous, and judging from the half-dozen paddles hanging on the wall, Sue was going to smoke my butt! "Tony, shower and get ready, no stalling either!", "Yes Ma'am!", I said, and went upstairs to shower, and shave my butt. Good God, both of them wearing shorts and flip-flops...I was terrified I'd get an erection with them watching. Between Shelby's pretty size 8's, and Bec's athletic size 10's, a hard on was almost a certainty.
Shower done, I went down to the rec room. "Position please.", Sue said, and I got on the bench quickly. An amazing demonstration of paddling skill was put on by my wife. She was instructing Bec on just what, and why she was paddling the way she was. After almost 2 hours it was over. Bec had given a couple paddles a try, and was not bad at all for a beginner. "You may get up, and get dressed", it was almost over.
I got up, and sure enough I was totally hard, no hiding it at all. Bec, and Shelby squealed in delight. "Get the rubber strap, please", and meekly, I went to retrieve it. I brought it to the rec room, oiled it with vaseline, and handed it to Sue. It is 10" x 1-1/2", a 4" handle, made of thick, nasty rubber, with 3 1/2" holes in the end. "You're shaking, scared?", damn right I was. I assumed the position, grabbing my anl\kles with legs spread wide.
Still hard, I could see Bec and Shelby through my legs, all smiles. Sue took aim. "SSS-CRACK", landing perfectly on my exposed anus. Shelby said,"That made him soft, quick", and Sue told her it worked every time. After 2 more strokes I was finished, and tearfully thanked my wife for her efforts. I also thanked Shelby, and Bec. As I was getting dressed, I heard Bec telling Sue she could use some practice. "Not a problem, you'll be paddling like a pro soon enough!" Omigod, this was not over...not at all!