Date: Wed, 25 Aug 2010 16:21:29 EDT
From: Mikeallanb@aol.com
Subject: JENNY Spankings 16

JENNY Spankings 16
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In the meantime, Carlos was persuaded to move into  Helen-Ann's room at the
palatial Ross home. It took some explaining to get him  to understand that
she needed a sore ass sometimes. Much to his surprise, he  found it arousing
to spank her, and the resulting sex was unbelievable. Gone was  the girl
who wanted to be kissed everywhere; who loved lots of foreplay.  After her
spanking she wanted him inside  her and she wanted him _right now_. Many times
after a spanking she took the  dominant role and rode him to climax. They
slept afterwards in an intimate  tangle of arms and legs.  She still  used the
cuffs to get a spanking, but much preferred her husband's arms for
sleeping.
He studied day and night, but not all night, Elena took  care of that. By
late summer he was able to pass his high school equivalency  tests and with a
few calls to the right people by Ross, was accepted by Harvard  for the
fall term.
Ross called Roycee occasionally, and when she discovered  that Helen-Ann
was married, and both she and her husband were coming to live in  Cambridge,
she  told Ross about the lovely old house she lived in. Several girls were
graduating  and they would have a few vacancies. The only problem was the
owner, who was in  her early seventies. She was tired of the snow they had in
the winter, and was  thinking of moving to Florida, where one of her daughters
lived. She  hadn't put it on the market yet. Two days later Ross owned the
house.
They renovated the place completely, and since it was  necessary to move
the girls one-by-one to the former owner's apartment during  the work on their
rooms, they got the girls to do a little shuffling and Roycee  and the
Rodriguez' were next door, sharing a bath.
Helen-Ann was satisfied if Roycee was, and it turned out  Carlos knew
Roycee before he was forced by finances to quit high school. He  related a story
about her, "There was an out of town match and Roycee was mad at  some
official, about a call he had made the last time the two teams met.  During
practice she came out of the  locker room in the nude and dived in.  The official
complained, so Roycee got out of the pool at the end away  from the lockers
and pretended she had water in her ears and couldn't hear. She  almost
shoved her tits in the guy's chest when she pretended to understand. She  looked
down and sure enough, no suit. She apologized, taking her time about it,
and slowly walked back to the lockers for her suit. She insisted she had been
 thinking about the match and simply forgot. There wasn't much they could
do  about it, since they couldn't prove anything. Our team won, thanks to
Roycee."
Ellen and Jenny were invited by Grace to attend the  sorority meeting where
Ellen's father was going to give a demonstration of the  razor strop. Jenny
said, "Mom, as little as I like the idea, lets volunteer for  the strop at
the meeting. We both agreed to take it again, but I think both of  us have
been reluctant to mention it. Gramps is going to strop four girls, and  we
can be the first two."
Ellen said, "Oh, my ass! Well, I did challenge you  to take one more, didn'
t I? Being part of the demo seems appropriate, I suppose.  Call Grace and
make sure that is OK with her."
When Jenny was able to contact Grace, she was  enthusiastic about it, "Hey,
that's great. Gramps spanks his own daughter, then  his granddaughter. Way
cool! The newsletter warned all those attending to wear a  loose skirt, just
in case they get picked. We'll provide blankets to recover on,  and a
pillow for after the stropping."
The night of the demonstration came all too soon. A car  had been sent to
pick up gramps and it stopped at Jenny's place for the two  volunteers.
After Grace had opened  the meeting, and got through some boring reports, she
introduced  gramps.
He got up and walked to where they had put up a bondage  cross for the
festivities, "Good evening girls. As I think you know, I'm going  to first give
the strop to my daughter and then my granddaughter. This strop is  quite
old, I really don't know how old it is myself, but I'm in my mid sixties  and
my dad used it on me when I was a kid. A good piece of leather, given an
occasional oiling, will last for many years. I am a believer that an
offspring  of any age should be subject to the rules of the home as long as they are
living  there. My daughter went to the local college and lived home. She
elected to  continue to live at home during the first several years of her
career. You  probably know that she is a practicing attorney. I used the strop
on her as long  as she lived home, which I think was into her mid twenties.
Ellen, please remove  your clothes and come forward."
Ellen went to a small table, that had been provided for  the purpose, and
removed all her clothes, even her socks. Her knees were weak,  but she came
to her father and stood close to him.
"Normally, I would tie my daughter to a round beam in our  barn and
commence her punishment. However, for demonstration purposes, I am  going to give
both Ellen and Jenny one extra lash without bondage. This is to  demonstrate
the power of a lash from this strop. Ellen, bend over and hold your  ankles
with your hands.
Splat! EEOOWWWW!
Ellen staggered forward and collapsed on the floor,  crying and rubbing her
ass.  Gramps  said, "While she is recovering, my granddaughter will put
four cuffs on her. I  don't use cuffs at home, but I don't have the big beam
here, so we are using the  cross.
Ellen recovered enough to be tied to the cross, then  strapped in the
middle, much like gramps did at the barn. "I always thought that  Ellen had a
very spankable ass", he said.
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Shit!
Splat! EEOOWWWW! This....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Was....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! My....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Idea....
Ellen was sagging against the restraints when she had  taken her dozen.
Jenny and Grace  helped to untie her and help her stagger to a pile of
blankets, placed over a  foam pad.
Gramps spoke, "Get ready, Jenny." She did and was soon  leaning over for
her one lash.
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Oh, my God.... She collapsed, much as  Ellen had.
Grace put the cuffs on Jenny and in a short time she was  tied to the
cross.
Splat! EEOOWWWW! OHHHHH!
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Mom's....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Bright....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Ideas....
Jenny was able to keep standing until about number eight  or nine, then
slowly collapsed against the cuffs. She was screaming and crying  when Grace
and Nancy helped her to lie on her tummy.
Gramps spoke, "As you can see, the razor strop is a  rather intense
spanking tool, and it was never made for that purpose. I caught  Ellen smoking at
about age twenty two. I gave her the usual dozen, although she  insists to
this day that they were the worst dozen she ever took. Might be true;  I was
mad as hell that day. Anyway, she hasn't smoked since. I understand there
will be a drawing for my next two victims. Grace, please  proceed."
Grace spoke, "Each member was given a tag when they  entered. Do you all
still have them? Good. The matching tags are all in this  jar." She shook it
vigorously. "I'll ask Mr. Knox to pick a tag and hand it to  me." Gramps did
so. "Rather than go through this again, I'll ask him to pick a  second tag.
" Gramps picked another.
Grace said, "I am not sure whether I should refer to you  as `winners' or `
losers', but here we are." She read a number and a pretty blond  gasped
and stood up. She read the other number and a tall brunette screamed, put  her
hand over her mouth and stood up.
Grace said to gramps, "We will start with Claudia, since  she was the first
chosen. Please come forward and give me your ticket, then  remove your
clothes."
In a matter of minutes Claudia was reduced to a  screaming, crying baby.
She was helped to her temporary bed.
Grace introduced Vashti, the Brunette. When she removed  her clothes it was
evident that she had at least one reason for the scream, her  rear had been
severely spanked with what appeared to be a cane, from the narrow,  long
marks, and not too long ago, either.
Grace shook her head, "Vash, honey, I think somebody got  there first!"
Vashti nodded, "It was daddy, and I deserved it. I `won' the  spanking
tonight and I expect to take it."
Grace nodded, this was what she would have expected of  Vashti.  The girl
was tied to the  cross and the spanking began. Her screams seemed even louder
and longer than  Claudia, but her ass must have been very sore when gramps
started. She sagged in  the cuffs at about six and fainted at ten, but
gramps gave her two more anyway.
It took three girls to lift Vash off the cross and carry  her to the
blanket.  Grace thanked  gramps, then announced, "Mr. Knox has stated that he is
willing to strop one  more girl. This will be strictly a volunteer, not
picked by number, and after  witnessing the four spankings tonight, and getting
one myself at his place last  month, I would understand if no one volunteered.
" She waited a few moments,  "Last chance to get your ass busted this
month."
A small dark skinned girl got up and walked towards  Grace. She appeared to
be from India, or a country in that general  area. She spoke somewhat
stilted English. "Yes, Grace, I have been beaten many  times, but never by the
razor strop. May I volunteer, yes?"
Grace smiled. The girl was called Anji because no one  seemed able to
pronounce her name correctly, "Of course Anji. Please strip and  Mr. Knox will
give you a spanking."
Anji went to the table and removed her clothes. She then  went over to
gramps, "The extra spank you gave your daughter and granddaughter,  may I too
have it, yes?"
Gramps smiled, "Sure young lady, lean down and grab your  ankles."
Splat! Grunt, Ohhhh She fell forward, but did a complete  flip, landing on
her feet.
Gramps smiled, "Ah I see you are a gymnast."
Anji smiled, "Yes, I practice on the bar for fun."
Anji picked up the four cuffs and put them on. Grace and  Nancy helped to
tie her to the cross. She was so small that they had to find  some additional
pieces of chain to get from the hooks in the cross to her cuffs.  Gramps
said, "Are you ready Anji". She nodded.
Splat! grunt!
Splat! grunt!
Splat! grunt!
Splat! grunt!
Gramps was wondering if he was getting tired, or what.  Every girl he had
ever spanked had screamed like a banshee. He made sure every  lash was
hitting her tiny ass and that he was putting his best efforts into the  spanking.
At about number six or seven she started to cry, but made no noise  except
the grunts when the razor strop hit her. Tears were wetting her face. She
took her dozen and was still supporting herself, not sagging on the wrist
cuffs  like most of the girls.
Grace and Nancy untied her and she stepped away from the  cross without
assistance. She was a bit unsteady on her feet, but was walking on  her own.
She went to Gramps, "Thank you sir, that was a very nice beating, yes."  She
embraced Gramps and kissed him on the cheek. She was so small that Gramps
had to lean down.
Anji went to the table where she had left her clothes and  calmly dressed.
As she walked back  to her chair someone rose and clapped her hands. Soon
the whole room was  standing and clapping. Anji took her seat and covered her
cheeks in  embarrassment.
Another small girl was talking to Grace. The girl was  quite pretty and
obviously oriental. The girl flipped up her skirt and pulled  down her panties
for Grace's inspection. Grace spoke to Gramps, then made an  announcement. "
I have another request here. Miki is having her period, but her  entire ass
is uncovered under her panties. The pad is being held with two  elastic
bands that certainly will not protect her. Mr. Knox has agreed to give  her a
spanking. I never could quite pronounce her name in Japanese, but we call
her Miki. Some girls even affectionately call her `Mini', as in `Mini  Mouse'
."
While Grace was talking, Miki went to the table and  removed her clothes,
except for the absorbent pad and elastic bands keeping it  in place. She
walked to Gramps. "Good evening sir." She bowed to him. "Allow me  to thank you
in advance for the spanking, since I am sure I shall not be as  quiet as
Anji nor in good enough shape to thank you after the spanking. May I  also
request the extra spank?"
Gramps smiled, "You are most welcome Miki, and certainly  you may have the
extra spank. Please make as much noise as you wish. Anji was  making me
wonder if I was loosing my grip."
Miki bent at the waist and held her ankles.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Miki toppled over, none too  gracefully, rubbing her
ass and crying.
Gramps said, "Much better. That's more like what I  expected."Grace and
Nancy helped Miki into the cuffs and tied her to the cross.  She was quite
small, like Anji, and the extra chain was just about a perfect  fit, the
disconnects going about one or two links shorter. Gramps asked, "You  ready to get
a burning ass?"
Miki laughed, "Burn away sir." Gramps did.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Miki's scream was somehow  `oriental'.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! She was crying and shaking her  head.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! She screamed something in  Japanese.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
She sagged in the cuffs at about number seven or eight,  but remained
conscious through the spanking. After her dozen, Grace and Nancy  had to help her
off the cross. They were holding her arms up, but she managed to  bow to
Gramps and say, in a very shaky voice, "Thank you sir, that was a very
painful, but very wonderful experience." They helped her to lie on her tummy to
recover.
Gramps was a bit tired, having spanked six girls, and  there were no more
volunteers. He received a round of applause as he returned to  his seat.
Grace gave a short speech  thanking him. There was no more business or
entertainment for the evening, so  Grace adjourned the meeting. Most of the girls
left. They gave Miki plenty of  time to recover and she dressed again. Jenny
spoke to her, "Were you ever  spanked in your home?"
Miki smiled, "Yes, many times. My parents both went to  college in the `
states' and were probably introduced to spankings then. It does  not appear
that most parents in Japan use spanking as a punishment,  but it certainly
worked in our home. May I ask if you are spanked regularly?"
Jenny laughed, "Too much lately, but mom believes in  spanking as a method
of punishment and I guess I have to agree with her. We have  a young girl, I
think just thirteen, living with us in an extra apartment with  her mom,
who has arthritis quite badly and can't spank her naughty daughter. I  have
known her older sister since first grade, and she is a long way off going  to
college. Mom and I spank the younger sister whenever her mom asks us to. It
seems to have helped a lot. Her attitude has changed, and she is doing
better at  school. Of course she sometimes gets several sessions with the cane
every week,  but we seem to be getting through to her. I think she is
basically a good girl,  but she was out of control."
Miki said, "Your mom seems very young to have a daughter  your age." Jenny
smiled, "Ellen is about thirty or so, and is my step mom, but  we love each
other and I call her `mom'. She was spanked with the razor strop by
Gramps, as he said, and she challenged me to take one from him. I challenged her
back to take one with me, and she accepted. This evening was my second. Mom
 challenged me again, and I accepted again."
Miki questioned Jenny, "You mention the cane. We have one  in the sorority
collection, but I have never seen it used. When I was much  younger my
mother spanked me with her hand, then later with a hairbrush. Dad  came back from
a business trip to the `states' with a leather paddle. That was  much
worse than the hairbrush, and I'm sure it improved my attitude a lot." She
laughed. "Your mom uses the cane on you too?"
Jenny smiled and rubbed her sore ass, "Yes, she uses the  cane on me. It is
pretty bad, but not in the class of the strop. Of course  Gramps is still
quite strong, and if he were using the cane it would be worse,  I'm sure."
Miki hesitated, "Ah, you spank this young friend once a  week, or so?"
Jenny shrugged, "Something like that. She seems to get into  trouble at least
once a week, sometimes twice. Mom and I don't decide when she  needs it, that'
s up to her mom. We spank her when her mom asks us to."
Miki seemed to hesitate even longer, "Would you cane me  Jenny, please? I
have never felt it and this may be my only chance."
Jenny replied, "Sure Miki, I'm getting pretty good with  it, but couldn't
you get one from one of the girls here?"
Miki smiled, "I have been embarrassed to ask. Besides, I  don't know that
there is anyone here who has had any practice. Any one of the  girls could
take the cane and spank me with it, sure, but I rather get it from  somebody
who has actually used it a number of times. We both got the strop  tonight,
so I guess I feel we have something in common and I can talk to you  without
being embarrassed."
Jenny nodded, "Of course, Miki. I'll be glad to give you  the cane. You
get twenty five good ones, just like I do." She gave Miki a card.  "The
number listed `home' is the one to use, unless you need a lawyer." She  laughed,
"Mom is understanding, and I'll just tell her to ignore the screaming
from my room. Call after you have recovered from the razor strop. Let me ask
you  about it; have you ever been spanked harder?"
Miki smiled and rubbed her ass, "There was one time dad  caught me smoking.
 First he paddled  me, then mom, then dad again and mom finished me up. I
think that was about as  bad. I don't smoke any more."
It seemed that Roycee's little sister was responding well  to the spankings
Ellen and Jenny were giving her. She was much more polite to  her mom, she
helped around the house and her school work improved too. Jenny  noticed a
subtle pattern, however. It seemed that once or twice a week she would  be
sassy with her mom, who called Jenny. When Jenny got there she was contrite,
kissed her mom and went into her bedroom for the spanking with no arguments
at  all. After a while Jenny suspected that perhaps Dox was like Helen-Ann
and  needed to be spanked to reduce tension, or simply because she was `in
the mood'  for one.
The next time she got a call, she decided to have it out  with Dox. She got
to the apartment and found Dox apologizing to her mom, and  ready for her
spanking. They went into the bedroom and Dox stripped, put on the  cuffs and
tied three of them. Jenny tied the fourth.
Jenny knew that the girl disliked her whole name, but  used it for effect, "
Doxzenia, we need to talk."
Dox looked surprised, "What is there to talk about,  Jenny?"
"You were sassy to your mom again today. Now why do I  think that you did
that deliberately?"
Dox shook her head, "Why would I do that, Jenny? Do you  think I want
twenty five spanks with the cane?"
Jenny smiled, "Exactly, Dox. I think you have had a bad  day, or just feel
the need of a good spanking. Now you don't even have to admit  it to me.  I'
m going to give you  what you want, but all you have to do the next time
you feel the need is give me  or mom a call. Come to our place so your mom
doesn't need to know you are being  spanked. Don't even bother to call if you
don't want to, just drop over. You  know your mom is perfectly happy to have
you visit with us any time you want.  All you have to do is say something
like, `I need to go to your room, Jenny', or  `My day wasn't so good.' Just
give us a clue that you need a spanking. Hey, I  don't care if you shout at
me `Spank my ass good, Jenny.' I'd know for sure  then. You ready honey?"
Dox nodded.
BAM! BAM! BAM! scream, scream,  scream
Jenny continued until Dox had her twenty five, then  untied one cuff. "Come
see us any time you want, honey, whether you need a  spanking or not."
Dox was still crying, "T-thanks J-jenny."
Jenny saw her mom when she got home, "Oh, I've really  enjoyed myself this
afternoon, I got to spank Dox. Look mom, I'm almost 100%  sure she needs to
be spanked once or twice a week, like Helen-Ann. She is sassy  with her
mom, who calls you or me and she gets what she needs. I confronted her  today,
but she refused to admit it. I told her to come over any time she feels  the
need for a spanking. Just tell us she has had a bad day, or needs
punishment. Any clue that she needs it, and we'll do it here so her mom doesn't
have to know."
Ellen was surprised, "I thought she was a lot better  lately."
Jenny nodded, "That's true, but she is still sassy with  her mom once or
twice every week. Once her mom calls you or me, she apologizes  and waits for
her spanking like that was all she wanted in the first place.  Maybe I'm
wrong; we'll see if she comes over and asks for one, subtlely, most  likely."
It was almost a week later that Dox came to Jenny's house. "I-I'm in a
kinda bad mood today," she said. Her head was down, looking at the  floor.
Jenny smiled, "We all get that way sometimes honey. Would  you like to
visit my room? Would that make you feel any better?"
Dox looked up and smiled, realizing that Jenny  understood. Ellen was home,
so Jenny hollered, "Ignore twenty five screams from  my room, mom. I'm
just practicing on Dox."
Ellen laughed, "Sure honey, give her an extra good one  for me."
Soon Dox was strapped down to Jenny's bed and got her  usual twenty five.
She screamed and cried. Jenny said, "OK, now you get the  extra for mom."
Jenny went to the kitchen and got a low plastic stool  that they used to
get objects out of some of the high cabinets. She returned to  her room.  "
Dox, I'm going to be  nice to you and only get up on the low step."
>From her elevated position she raised the cane  and brought it down
firmly  on  Dox.
BAAAAM! EEOUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Dox would have flown off the  bed, if she hadn'
t been tied to it.
Dox just lay there crying after her extra. Jenny  unclipped her and took
off the cuffs. She lay on the bed and cuddled the girl,  like she was a
younger sister. Dox stopped crying and just held Jenny for  awhile. Finally she
spoke, "Thank you Jenny. That was exactly what I needed. I  don't know why I
needed a spanking today. No trouble at home or school. I just  did, and I
want to thank both you and your mom for being so understanding." "I  have a
friend like that. She was known as Helen-Ann, but she married a Mexican  boy
and likes to be called Elena now. She finally admitted to her dad that she
needed to be spanked and her whole life changed for the better. Her husband
spanks her now. Hey, how was the extra from mom?"
Dox smiled and rubbed her ass, "About like I got from  Roycee, but she is a
very powerful girl. Running up ladders keeps her in shape,  I guess, plus
jogging, weight lifting and swimming."
"Do you swim, Dox?"
"Yeah, and Miss Hunt is forever on my case. She claims  the school needs
another Roycee. I'm fast in the water and I like to swim, but  I've never
tried to compete. I can beat anyone who has ever challenged me,  though, but
they are junior high, like I am."
"You enter high next fall, don't  you?"
"Yeah, and then Miss Hunt will really be on my case. Hey,  is it true that
you don't wear swim suits anymore?"
Jenny laughed, "You've got it! I heard about it from Miss  Hunt one day
after school. Roycee was here on vacation and came with me to visit  Miss
Hunt, who invited Roycee to try out the old pool. Roycee didn't have a suit  and
Miss Hunt said that they had found no regulation requiring suits.  A girl
had one rip on her one day and  didn't have a spare with her. When she heard
the ruling she just took it off and  dove in. Soon the whole class was nude.
Naturally, I had to try it at my next  class. I was the only girl nude
until about half way through the class, when  someone asked Miss Hunt, who had
pretended to ignore my lack of a suit. When  Miss Hunt told the class they
didn't need them, all the girls were skinny  dipping in a flash.  It was about
a  week later that Jenny got a call from Miki, "I've recovered from the
strop and  would like to feel the cane, when you are free."
Jenny thought for a moment, "How would you like to get it  with the girl I
was talking to you about? The one who needs a spanking every  week or so."
Miki laughed, "Would you call that a double-header? Sure,  when does she
want one?" Jenny laughed, "Yeah, you might call it that. Let me go  ask her.
They live over our garage in a private apartment. She should be home  now.
Give me a number where I can call back. Would this afternoon be good for  you?
"
Miki laughed, "My good sense tells me `no way', but my  ass tells me `
Hell yes'. Guess who won?" She gave Jenny a  number.