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Get your own Free Home PageThe story of Sally and Jeff by Quillis
Sally and Jeff grew up next door to each other and had been friends as long as they could remember. They shared everything and each gave the other a shoulder to cry on as well as someone to share their greatest joys. They had seen each other through first (and subsequent) loves and heartbreaks. In a word they were inseparable.
[Sally is my best friend. Am I supposed to be sharing my thoughts yet?]
Not really but we'll let it go for now.
{How about me? Can I think about Jeff and those wonderful ...}
Be patient both of you. You'll have lots to think about soon. Let me finish laying the groundwork for the readers out there.
Although not always in the same classes, they did homework together throughout high school and now for courses at the local community college. I might also point out that in spite of the fact that each of them would be considered attractive by most standards they had never shown the slightest interest in each other as a member of the opposing gender so their parents never had any worry about leaving the two of them without chaperone in his house or hers. Such was the case on this night.
They were in his room working on a project which required an obscure function on his computer. The on-line help was cryptic at best (and boy was that a surprise) so they were forced to use the reference manuals. Jeff said:
"This on-line help is really cryptic. That's surprising since it's always been so much help before."
The frightening thing is that he was serious. Sally said:
"Don't worry, I'll just look it up in the user's manual. Uh, where is the user's manual?"
Unfortunately, Jeff was not known for his housekeeping skills and the required materials was not readily at hand. Further search was necessary and it fell on sweet Sally to hunt for it.
"You keep working at the keyboard and try to make sense out of the help screen. I'll dig around and hunt for the manual."
Jeff stayed at the keyboard trying to make sense of the help screen and it slowly dawned on him that the sounds of Sally's rummaging in and around his bookshelves had ceased and it seemed unnaturally quiet.
[I wonder what she's doing? It seems unnaturally quiet.]
He turned around to see what was keeping her and at first was relieved to see her deeply engrossed in reading a book. His relief slowly turned to annoyance since if she had found the reference they were looking for she should have told him so they could get on with the project. This youthful annoyance lasted only a second before it changed to red faced embarrassment as he realized which book she was reading. He thought:
[Oh No! She found them!]
We are all grown ups here and can probably say there's nothing wrong with having an extensive collection of books that deal with spanking hidden behind old gym clothes on a shelf and since he was over 18 he had the right to purchase and read any book he chose but that's beside the point. Sally was one of those girl things and she was getting a peek into his sexual fantasies and even though sex is on a teenage boy's mind only about 99% of the time, he doesn't actually want one of `Them' to know what he's really thinking about when it comes to the `S' word. In this manner, Jeff was no different and decided to cover his embarrassment with anger as he stormed over to her (if you can call traveling three feet storming). In his sternest voice, he said:
"What do you think your doing?"
Totally ignoring the steam he imagined was rising from his fierce (again imagined) countenance, she said:
"Oh Hi!. These are really neat books and you sure have a lot of them. Do you mind if I borrow some?"
This was not the response he expected and he was slightly set aback. Never one to be at a loss for words he sputtered:
"No! I mean Yes. I mean. Just put that back at once and forget you ever saw it."
There, he showed her he was not a man to be trifled with.. He was puffed up in his own importance and she answered:
"Why?"
Her question, coupled with her beautiful face so full of innocence, left him momentarily speechless. His brain was now on a fast moving train and he wasn't sure who was driving. He thought:
[Beautiful face? Her? Well, yes she is kind of pretty in a sort of... Oh My Gosh, look at that! She does have a beautiful...]
Face was not what he was thinking as she bent over with her backside towards him and was in the process of retrieving another one of the previously hidden books from the bottom shelf. His fascination with spanking just found the perfect rear end and it had been living next door all along.
[I can see the outlines of her panties and boy would it be nice to peel them off slowly and run my hand over her cute little bottom before giving some well deserved attention till it was bright red. Come to think of it the rest of her is not bad. No, not bad at all. Oh wait she's saying something.]
She was holding the second book and saying:
"I have this one in my collection also and don't you just love the way the author describes the process each girl goes through to get ready for their spankings.
[What's this? She has books like this? And reads them? And did she really say the word `spanking' out loud?]
The young boy was full of questions but was afraid to speak up. Never mind, I was wrong. He says:
"Do you really read books like that?"
I think this boy is a little slow. Of course she does you fool. How else would she know about what the author described. Wait, I'll let her answer.
"Of course silly. How else would I know what the author describes."
The girl has a way with words.
"What's wrong with reading about a subject I'm interested in? Most of you guys like reading about sex so what's the big deal? Personally, I think it's neat that we both like the same thing. Do you really mind if I look through your collection? I'll show you mine if you show me yours."
[I'll show you mine all right and I wish your clothes were a little tighter so I could see exactly what you were offering. Why didn't I take better notice of that body when we went swimming? That ass sure is nice but I can't remember, does she have big...]
I hate to interrupt your philosophical cogitation but I think she asked you a question and if you ever want to get up close and personal with her nice whatever you better stop acting like an idiot and speak to the girl.
"Uh. What?"
Brilliant but I hope you can do better than that. She asked you what was wrong with her reading about spanking and bear in mind that she's already told you she likes the subject and especially how girls are the ones on the receiving end.
[Boy, speaking of receiving ends, that end of hers is really cute.]
Speak boy, speak!
"Well, I guess there's nothing wrong with you reading books like that and imagining me spanking your luscious rear end after we get all those useless clothes off."
Open mouth and insert foot. This time it's her turn to provide scintillating conversation.
"What?"
His response included a lot of stammering and stumbling over words and trying to apologize without admitting he really said anything wrong. While he was trying to extract himself from his own stupidity she was smiling and giving him the once over. She thought:
{He's really quite handsome and if I were to get the kind of spankings I like to imagine he would do quite nicely. Does he really think my ass is cute?}
Excuse me but he said your ass was luscious. The business of it being cute was in his thoughts and you're not supposed to know about them.
{Sorry. Does he really think my ass is luscious? I think I'll let him get another good look.}
She kept her legs straight and bent way down for another book and had to scan the titles from one end to the other and back again and again and again. Unfortunately(?) this caused her jeans to pull tight and her bottom to gently sway from side to side.
{I wonder if he's even looking at me.}
[Pant, pant]
I think he is but the question is do you want him to do more than look?
{I don't know. I guess so but I don't what. And if he's going to do anything I wish he'd hurry up about it. This position is not as comfortable as it looks.}
[Wow! This is great! What a view. That position doesn't look very comfortable at all but it would be perfect if she were naked and bent like that in trembling anticipation for my first stroke with the cane. It almost looks like she's swinging her ass to get my attention. Nah, that's impossible. This is Sally I'm thinking about. She's not like that. Where would she learn to look so sexy and pose as if she wanted me to know how she felt about spanking.]
Pardon me but I think she already told you she's done extensive reading. Remember her collection? And I thought she was quite clear as to how she felt about that subject and if you don't do something quick you're going to loose your chance.
[Yeah but what?]
What would you like to do?
[I think I'd like to give that cute bottom a good swat.]
Well?
"Hey, what was that for?"
That was her response as he delivered the aforementioned swat. Standing by his decision to take command and let her know he was prepared to give her as many swats as he wished he said:
"Well, I, uh, well actually, I uh, that is to say..."
We'll let him sputter for a while and see how Sally really thinks about what just happened.
{Damn, damn, damn. Why didn't I keep my mouth shut? Here was my big chance at seeing if real life spankings were as good as I fantasized and now I'm scaring him away. I can't just say never mind, go ahead and swat me again but I've got to do something but what?}
"I don't know, uh what came over, uh, it's just that, uh what I mean is..."
I'd say the first order of business is to shut him up.
{Then what?}
Show him you're not mad at him and see how things go from there.
{Hmmm. If I kiss him I could do both.}
That's worth a try but do it quick before he hurts his tongue.
"I, uh really feel kind of, well sort of, in a manner of speaking, a little, uh bad, uh, but you're so...mfff"
Thank you. At least he's quiet and we can move on. I think he got the message. You can stop kissing him now. Sally! Jeff! Did you hear me? That's enough kissing for the moment. We want to get to the part where he finally gets around to... Oh, never mind. You two keep sucking face and don't mind us. I wish we at least had some music or something to entertain us while we're waiting. Ahem, I said, WHILE WE'RE WAITING! Ah good, they're breaking apart and I can get back to the story.
Once they came up air Jeff said:
"Wow! This is great!"
And Sally said... Sally, you're supposed to say something not kiss him again. Ah, gee whiz guys, we don't have all day. Fine! I'll tell them another story and forget about you. Hey folks, did you hear the one about the astronaut, three rabbits and a banjo. Well, there were a group of... Wait a minute. They're coming up for air again. Let's check in"
"Wow! This is great!"
Atta boy Jeff. Now Sally says:
"Do you really like my ass?"
Now we're getting someplace and Jeff said:
"Uh, well, I, uh."
JEFF!!!
"Yes I do. But then again, I really like the rest of you too. Can we kiss some more?"
NO!!!
[Boy, some people sure know how to break a romantic mood. I'll try again.]
"Yes I do. But then again, I really like the rest of you too. I don't know why I never noticed how beautiful you were until now. Will you marry me?"
This really isn't working very well. Try again please.
"Yes I do. But then again, I really like the rest of you too. I don't know why I never noticed how beautiful you were until now but when you bent over and your jeans pulled tight against a provacatively swaying and, I might add, perfectly formed rear end, I couldn't help myself. I had to touch you and since we have both expressed an active interest in the spanking of young ladies' bottoms it seemed only natural that I test the resilience of yours. By the way, your bottom is perfectly suited for punishment. It veritably screams for attention and should be whipped or at the very least, spanked regularly."
Who is this kid and what did he do with the real Jeff? Wait, he's saying something else. Now it'll make sense.
"As much as I hate to do this, I think there is no other option. You will prepare yourself for your punishment or I will have the grooms attend to it."
Huh? What's he talking about? Who are these grooms and why is everybody getting married? Sally, do you know what's going on?
"Yes my Lord, I will obey. I would plead for mercy but I know none would come and mercy for me is not deserved. I am ashamed for my actions and willingly accept your decree. Will you punish me here or do you wish to make an example of me in front of the guests."
I'm confused.
[Wow! This is great! One of my favorite books and she has the lines memorized as well as I do.]
Aha!
"An excellent idea my dear but as much as I know that would make your punishment harder to bear I must consider the sensibilities of the ladies. It is enough that they know why I sent you to your room and that I followed with the intention to see to your punishment. When we are done you will return with me, apologize to them and describe the manner in which your bottom paid for your sins."
{Wow! This is great! One of my favorite books and he has the lines memorized as well as I do.}
"I will do as you command and I thank you for sparing me from the added humiliation of baring myself before their eyes. However, with all due respect my Lord, it is not proper to keep them too long without the host and hostess. I am ready to accept your discipline."
[Wow! This is great! One of my favorite books and she...]
You already said that line, I mean, thought that line. Try another.
[Wow! This is great! I wonder if she would go along with acting out the part where we stop talking and get to the action.]
You never know till you ask her.
[That's easy for you to say. I've got an idea, I'll start acting out my role and see if she follows with hers.]
Bright boy. He walked away from her and was frantically looking for just the right thing as he said:
"Bingo! I mean, very well my dear, I think a dozen with the cane will suffice for now."
The 'Bingo' was because he just found an old yardstick buried under what may have been good clothes at one time. He swings it through the air and pompously begins his return trip. She had watched him intently and if he had been looking he would have seen a fleeting smile but when he turned back to her she was looking down and sounding very contrite.
"I am grateful to you. I had not expected such mercy. My crime deserves more than that."
"Have no fear on that score my dear. This is just the preliminary. After the guests leave we will return here and see your debt paid in full without any limit on our time. As I said, your bottom is perfectly suited for punishment and by the time morning arrives, it will have done its duty well. But let us delay no longer, it is time for the appetizer."
"As you wish. Shall I bend over the..."
Now it was her doing the frantic searching.
{What am I going to do. The next words are 'over the arm of the chair' but he doesn't have a chair like that. It would be really neat if we could act out the parts but... There, that's it. I hope he doesn't mind if I change the words a little.}
"edge of the bed. I will keep my legs straight so you can strike from the proper angle."
{That's not in the book but I hope he understands what I mean. This way I can put my bottom nice and high and still be bent over like I was actually over the arm of an easy chair.}
[That wasn't in the book but I think I know what she means. That position will put that wonderful bottom nice and high and still be bent over like she was actually over the arm of an overstuffed chair.]
That was an 'easy' chair.
[Whatever.]
"That will be most acceptable."
She moved to side of the bed and placed herself as promised.
{Wow! This is great! Who'd have thought that the first time I presented my bottom for a spanking it would be for him.}
[Wow! This is great! Look at that perfect ass just waiting in trembling anticipation for my first stroke with the cane.]
Yardstick.
[Whatever. The real test is what she does when I tell her to raise her dress.]
"You present a lovely picture. Please raise your dress."
She wasn't wearing a dress but she pretended to raise an imaginary hem and place it on her back.
[Darn, I forgot. She isn't wearing a dress but at least she's pretending to raise the imaginary hem and put it on her back. I wonder what she's going to do when I say the next command.]
{This feels very sexy. I wish I had a dress on so I could have done it for real but then he would see my panties. Oh well, he's seen me wearing a lot less when we go swimming and at least I'm not wearing the ones with the super high cut legs. That's like wearing next to nothing and that would really be sexy but what am I thinking about. This is just a game and he wouldn't want me to actually follow the next command, does he? Maybe he does. The question is do I? And what's taking him so long?}
[The next command is when I tell her to pull down her undergarment. She can't very well do that if she still has her jeans on. Maybe I can change the word undergarment to pants. That's close enough and she can decide how many pairs of pants she wants to pull down. Oh I hope, I hope, I hope.]
"I think you're almost ready but you know I expect a clear path. Pull down your ..."
[Here we go.]
"undergarment."
[Darn! Why did I say that? I meant to say 'pants' and I can't change it now.]
{For a moment there I thought he was going to change the words and tell me to take off my pants and that would have included my jeans. I would have done it if he asked but I guess he wants to keep this as just a game.}
She pretended to pull down the required item and Jeff was disappointed but stoical.
[I guess she wants to keep this as just a game but even with her clothes on she's very sexy and I can't wait to plant my cane...]
Yardstick.
[Plant my whatever across that sweet adorable backside. I'd really like to lay it on hard but I better not.]
Jeff was capable of thinking and walking at the same time and was now behind her and slightly off to one side.
"I think we are ready now and you know what to say."
"Yes my Lord and it is again with gratitude for receiving such a light sentence before I have to rejoin our guests that I say it. Sir, I deserve to be punished and would be honored if you would use the cane ..."
Yardstick!
{Whatever. Stop interrupting. This is her best speech and my favorite part. Besides, I'm going to add a little something extra.}
"twelve times and please strike hard so I will have a constant reminder of the consequences of my conduct until you have the opportunity to see to my complete and well deserved punishment."
[That's not right. The words about striking hard aren't in the book. Is she trying to tell me something?]
{I hope he caught the business about striking hard. According to my research these jeans should absorb most of the sting and even though this is just a game, I'd like to feel the swats.}
[I guess I can hit hard. Her jeans should absorb most of the sting and even though this is just a game I'd like her to feel the swats. Well sweet little bottom, here it comes.]
He swung the yardstick and got good contact. She jumped a little and he thought:
[Wow! This is great! It looked like she really felt it.]
And she thought:
{Wow! This is great! I really felt it. I hope the next one is just as hard.}
It was and so were the next ten.
{I never thought it would be as good as this. It's actually starting to sting. Oh no, what's this? I'm getting turned on. This is the last one. I wish I could really feel it. Why didn't he tell me to take my pants off. Oh! That was a good one.}
He stepped back and said:
"There my dear, that should hold you for a while. I think you should put your clothes back in order and we shall rejoin our guests. And remember, you have something to say to them to explain our absence."
"Yes my Lord."
The scene they played was over but she added:
"And may I add thank you for using the yardstick on me. It felt great to get a spanking after dreaming about it for so long."
He said:
"You're welcome. I thought it was pretty great too. I hope I didn't hit you too hard."
"No, not at all. It just barely stung. I expect it would have been a lot different if I wasn't wearing these jeans."
"Better or worse?"
She smiled and thought:
{Here's another chance. Do I take it? Should I take my pants off and ask him to do it right. No, I can't do that. He'd think I was perverted. Still, the thought is tempting. I can at least give him a hint.}
"I think it would have been better."
[So do I but should I ask her to take her pants off so we can do it right? No, I can't do that. She'd think I was perverted.]
Aw, come kids. You both know the other likes to read spanking stories and you just had a good time acting one out. Do each of you think the other is perverted?
[No.]
{No.}
So...
"Sally, I think I'd like to try it again and if you don't mind, I'd like you to take your jeans off."
{Now we're getting somewhere.}
"I don't mind at all. In fact I was hoping you would like to try it that way. I think it would be a good idea also."
He was in a state of disbelief as he watched her nonchalantly take them off return to her position leaning on the bed.
{Wow! This is great! Who'd have thought that the first time I presented my bottom in nothing but panties for a spanking it would be for him. It was sexy to be like this before but nothing like this. I hope my panties are nice and tight. Not that it makes much difference. They're not going to stay on me for long.}
[Wow! This is great! I thought her rear end was beautiful before but this is fantastic.]
"Start from when you tell me to pull down my undergarment."
"I think you're almost ready but you know I expect a clear path. Pull down your undergarment."
This time she did and as her panties slid down her legs he was almost too mesmerized to remember his next line.
[Wow! This is great! I'm supposed to say something. What was it? Oh yeah, I remember.]
"I think we are ready now and you know what to say."
"Yes my Lord and it is again with gratitude for receiving such a light sentence before I have to rejoin our guests that I say it. Sir, I deserve to be punished and would be honored if you would use the yardstick twelve times and please strike hard so I will have a constant reminder of the consequences of my conduct until you have the opportunity to see to my complete and well deserved punishment."
{Well, Ive said all I could to let him know I want a real spanking. All I can do now is wait in trembling anticipation for his first stroke.}
[Wow! This is great! Look at that perfect ass. Finally naked and just waiting in trembling anticipation for my first stroke with the whatever. She said the same words about striking hard and that suits me just fine.]
He swung wide and struck hard and now she really jumped.
{Oh, that hurt. The sting feels so good. Ow, that was too soon.}
"My Lord. The guests can wait a few minutes longer. Please let me have some time between strokes so I can fully appreciate the effort you put into each one."
"Of course you are right my dear. I shall be more than happy to give you ample opportunity to experience the full benefit of the stroke and to contemplate the next one. The mistake is mine and I think it only fair if we start again with number one."
What happened to shy Jeff? As promised, he waited a long time between swats and after the twelfth or actually fourteenth was delivered he dropped the yardstick and rushed to help her up and hug her. She had tears running down her face as she held him close and said:
"My Lord Jeff, I thank you for using the yardstick on me. It felt great to get a really good spanking after dreaming about it for so long."
"My Lady Sally, It was truly my pleasure and I would be honored to attend to your spanking needs in the future."
{Wow! This is great! I can't believe how turned on I am and I can feel he is too. I think it's time to do something about that.}
She gently pulled free from his embrace and turned away from him as she bent down to reach her feet.
[Oh well, I was going to try and get her to go to bed with me but it looks like she wants to pull her panties back up. Maybe next time. Still, I can get few more seconds looking at that beautiful bottom before she covers it up. I wonder how long it will be till those marks from the yardstick fade away?]
While her bottom kept our young hero entranced sweet Sally was taking her socks off and stepping out of her undergarment. He only broke his trancelike gaze when the object that held his interest turned away. That's when he noticed her total lack of clothes below the waist and saw her pull the T-shirt over her head. In a second he had two new things to stare at.
[Wow! This is great! She's absolutely naked and her breasts aren't too big and they're not too small. I'd say they were just right and as perfect as the rest of her but what am I doing standing here. And how come I'm still wearing my clothes when the best one of 'Them' I've ever seen is nude and heading towards the bed?]
While he was busy trying to get out of his clothes she pulled down the covers and climbed into the bed. If he had been watching he would have seen a small wince as she put her bottom down.
[Poor girl, I saw that wince but I'm not sorry for being the cause of it.]
O.K. so maybe he was watching.
{My bottom still hurts but I'm not sorry. It was wonderful and if he ever gets his clothes off I think we're going to do something just as wonderful.}
He finally got into the bed beside her and they were both busy doing lots of wonderful things for quite some time.
We rejoin them in their afterglow. They were snuggled together and she asked:
"Did it bother you to spank me so hard the second time?"
"No. I would've stopped it I thought I was hurting you too much but you made it clear you wanted me to strike hard and that's the way I always fantasized about giving someone a spanking. Good and hard. It wasn't too hard was it?"
She snuggled in closer and said:
"No. I wanted to really feel like I was getting spanked and the over the jeans swats didn't fit the bill. Next time you spank me I want you to give it to me just as hard if not harder."
"It will be my honor to test your limits. Should we try something other than the yardstick? Maybe a hand spanking but one that lasts a long time."
"Would you take me over your knee and spank me to tears?"
"With pleasure. Shall we make a date?"
She gave him her sexiest smile and climbed out of bed to say:
"My Lord. The guests have all departed and we are alone. Would you be so kind as to finish my punishment?"
He slid to the edge of the bed and sat up with his feet on the floor.
"My Lady, that is an excellent suggestion. I believe taking you over my knee and spanking you to tears would be a good start. My lap awaits."
She placed herself in the proper position and looked up at the boy about to give a very long and hard spanking lovingly. They smiled at each other and said:
"Wow! This is great!"
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