Date: Mon, 9 Aug 2010 19:35:41 EDT
From: Mikeallanb@aol.com
Subject: Jenny Spankings 04

Jenny Spankings 04
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On a challenge, Jenny and her mom have just been spanked  by granddad. He
used the old razor strop that had been used many times on  Jenny's mom. To
say it was effective would be the understatement of the year.  Now they had to
somehow dress and get home. Ellen had forgotten about wearing a  soft dress
that had plenty of room for a swollen ass, so they both had to get  into
tight jeans.
Jenny kissed Ellen again. "It hurt like hell, mom, but  I'm glad I took
one with you. It somehow makes us even closer."
Ellen hugged her step daughter. "I know what you mean  honey. I need to
crash on my tummy, and I'm sure you do too, so let's say so  long to my dad
and mom and see if we can get home."
The two girls managed to painfully get their jeans back  on and walk
stiffly to the house.
Ellen's mom laughed. "Haven't heard that much screaming  in years. I
trust dad did a good job on both of you?"
Both Ellen and Jenny nodded. Jenny said," Thanks  granddad. I'm glad to
know what mom got when she was growing up, even if it did  hurt terribly."
Ellen said, "That goes double for me dad. I had forgotten  just how bad it
was. If Jenny really screws up big time, I'll bring her  over for a repeat,
OK?"
Her dad said, "Sure honey, and anytime you need a  repeat, let me know."
He laughed.
Ellen spoke, "Er, mom, could we borrow a couple of soft  pillows to get
home?"
Ellen's mom laughed, "Sure, honey. Grab a pair of soft  ones from the
living room. Bring them back the next time you come to visit, or  decide you
need another spanking." She laughed again.
Back at the car Ellen said, "Honey, will you please drive  us home?
I'm still woozy from the spanking."
"Sure, mom. My ass hurts like hell, but I'm reasonably  steady on my feet.
I wasn't right after the spanking. If I ever get another, I'm  bringing my
sleeping bag so I can crash on my tummy for awhile."
Even with the pillows, it was a sore trip to the house.  Ellen said, "
Honey, I'm still a little dizzy. Why don't you get your dad to help  me into the
house? Oh, and dear, please ignore any loud noises from the bedroom.  The
spanking has made me want your dad real bad, and I imagine he will be glad
to help me out."
Jenny laughed, "It makes me hot too, mom, but I have to  take care of
myself. Hey, have a real good fuck, you two."
"Jenny! You shouldn't use that kind of  language."
"I know, but I don't think you are going to spank me for  saying it, and
have a good one anyway." She laughed, but rubbed her  ass.
Jenny found dad tinkering with his sports car, "Dad, the  spanking we got
from gramps was even worse than we expected. Mom is still a  little weak, and
would like some help getting to the bedroom. Tell you how bad  it was; she
had me drive home."
Her dad laughed, "Wow, it must have been real bad  to let you drive. I'll
go help her."
"Ahh, dad, don't worry about any loud noises from the  bedroom. I
already know she has a very sore ass, but is horny as  hell. I'd recommend
a little paddling before you two make love."
"Hasn't she had enough for one day?"
"Dad, you have to understand that a spanking makes most  woman excited
sexually; even me, and I'm still a virgin, believe it or not. It  was over an
hour ago that mom got it from gramps. A dozen or so good ones with  the paddle
ought to be about right, but far be it for me to advise you about  your sex
life; I don't even have one yet." She laughed.
"Then how do you know so much about spanking arousing a  woman?"
"Well, dad, in the first place I read a lot, in the  second place I
talk to my girl friends and in the third place I "R"  one."
"You mean to tell me that you get hot when Ellen uses  that paddle on your
tail? Or the switch? I can hear you screaming all over the  house."
"Dad, it hurts like hell, but it definitely turns me on.  I wouldn't take
one just for that, but when I have to take a spanking, I get  aroused.  I
suspect that when I get  a steady boy friend, or maybe when I marry, that
spanking will be a regular part  of our lovemaking. If you and mom haven't
discovered it yet, I suggest you do  so, but, like I said, it's not my job to
give sex ed to you or mom." She  laughed. "Hey, you're welcome to borrow the
cane. That's more effective than the  paddle. Mom keeps it hanging in her
closet in the bedroom. A dozen good ones  should be just about right over the
dozen gramps gave us."
"Did you get aroused from the spanking granddad gave  you?"
"Yes, dad, and I'm going to my room to take care of that  little matter.
You and mom can ignore any moans coming from my  bedroom."
Dad went looking for Ellen, muttering to himself about  never understanding
women and Jenny went to her bedroom. She immediately removed  the painful
slacks, then the remainder of her clothing. She searched through the  top
drawer of her bureau and came up with a dildo, a tube of K-Y jelly and a  pair
of nipple clips connected by a chain. They were the kind that gets tighter
if pulled.
She decided to try and put out some of the fire in her  ass, so she used
some skin cream. She then lay down on her tummy in bed. She  lubed up the
dildo and inserted it where it belonged. Oh, it felt sooooo good.  She put on
the nipple clips, which hurt, but it was a "good" hurt. She could  pull on
the chain and punish her nipples while she pushed the dildo in and  out.
She was about half way to her first orgasm when she heard  a scream from
down the hall, in the direction of the master bedroom. She smiled.  Dad had
taken her advice. Knowing her mom was getting spanked made her even  hotter
and she went over the top, openly moaning. She figured nobody down the  hall
would hear her, or care. Her mom screamed again. Jenny counted screams  while
she was busy with her second orgasm. It sounded like six when she
shuddered and moaned again. By the time she counted a dozen, she was into her  third
orgasm.
She usually only had two, but knowing what was happening  down the hall,
plus the big spanking she had gotten made her extra hot today.  She heard
another scream, but this sounded like daddy was giving it to  mommy.  Could she
have yet another  orgasm?
Four would be a record with her, but she still felt  aroused. The moans
from down the hall were really loud and mom screamed again.  Jenny figured that
was when mom had her orgasm, so she was one up on mom  already.  She
wondered if it would  be better with a man. The dildo was nice and big, but she
had only seen one  erect penis and that belonged to her boyfriend Derek. Lots
of literature, and  some of her friends, told her that it was technique, not
just size, that  mattered. She had yet to try out his technique, but she
wanted to very  much.
Technically, she had lost her virginity the first time  she had used a
dildo. That was years ago, and it was a smaller dildo that she  still kept and
sometimes used in her rectum. Holding the big dildo in place, she  retrieved
the old one and inserted it in her rectum. Wow, it felt nice getting  filled
in both holes. She had tried the small one back there before, but never
while her front hole was full. She had learned a new trick today. Too bad they
 didn't have a real sex ed class at school.
She pulled the chain on her nipple clips. Ohhhhhh, her  nipples were
getting sensitive. She lay down on her back and squirmed around,  causing pain
from the spanking. She needed pain right now. She squirmed more,  pulled
sharply on the clips while pushing the dildo all the way in. Mom screamed  again.
Jenny came for the fourth time, but this time she shook and shook. It
seemed like the orgasm lasted for minutes. She moaned and fainted in the middle
of a beautiful fireworks display.
She woke up all warm and tingling. She removed the clips  with an "ouch"
for each one and turned onto her tummy with both dildos in  place.  Soon she
was asleep. To hell  with supper, besides she doubted mom was in any shape
to make it, and dad  couldn't boil water without burning it.
The next morning both holes complained a bit at having  been stuffed all
night. Her ass was still sore, but she was hungry so she  showered and went to
the kitchen. Mom was there and didn't look too  happy.
"You and your suggestions. Your dad gave me another dozen  with the cane.
Now how did he just happen to know that we had a cane and where  it was kept?"

"Mom, I got talking to him after we got home yesterday. I  heard every one
of your screams. I even counted, and he gave you a dozen. Then I  kinda lost
track of how many times you had an orgasm, but it seemed to me you  were
enjoying yourself. I had four cums, which is a new record for me, but I had
to do all the work."
Ellen nodded her head, "It was fantastic, I have to  admit, but twelve with
the cane on top of twelve with the razor strop? Young  lady, what you need
is twelve with the cane early in the morning, just before  gym class next
week. I know at least four or five of your friends, so I'm going  to call them
and tell them to be sure to have a good look at your  ass."
"Mom, you wouldn't? Yeah, you would. OK, mom, gym is  Thursday next week. I
'll set my alarm early and take my dozen. Then I'll show  off my bottom to
the whole class. Be sure and don't hit in the same place twice.  I want to
be able to show all twelve marks. Oh, why not start calling this week  while
school is out? By a week from this coming Thursday the whole school will
know. Then I'll carry a pillow to sit on. If we're going to do this, we
might as  well do it right."
"I'm surprised you went along with this. Look, honey, I  was just
more-or-less kidding. I know how embarrassed you were to show off your  spankings in
the past. I think I'm going to warm your ass with the cane, but I  wouldn'
t do it right before gym class, or call your friends."
"Mom, I'm serious. I caused you to get twelve with the  cane on top of all
gramps had given you. I suddenly came to the conclusion that  not only do I
deserve a dozen myself, but that I'm being a baby about showing  off my ass
to the other girls. I want it in the morning, before gym class, so it  is
fresh and I want the whole school to know about it."
Ellen shook her head, "My little girl is growing up. OK,  dear, I'll call
around and tell them you are going to get it Thursday morning,  and be sure
to have a look when you strip for gym. Honey, are you sure this is  what you
really want?"
"Yes, mom, really-really. I'll give you names and phone  numbers for all
the girls I know in my school. Be sure to tell them I'm getting  it Thursday
morning, and to tell everyone they can think of, both boys and  girls. I
think I'll even put a little note on the bulletin boards.  Something like `
Jenny gets the cane  Thursday morning'. That ought to generate some interest."
Ellen laughed, "And just a few weeks ago you were  embarrassed about a few
switch marks below your swimsuit."
Jenny laughed too, "Yeah, I guess I'm growing up. All of  a sudden I
actually want the girls to see my well spanked ass. I can't  really explain my
change of attitude, mom, but you'll go along with  it?"
"Sure, honey, never let it be said that I turned down a  chance to use the
cane on your ass. Hey, I remember you said you wanted to be  tied to the bed
for your next spanking. Does that entail another visit to the  Leather Shop?
"
"Well, if we want to do it right, yes. I've got it; you  tie me to the bed
every night until the day of the Big Spanking. I don't set my  alarm at
all. You come in, move the covers and BOOM, I wake-up to a lash from  the cane.
How's that sound to you?"
"OK, if that's what you want, but can you sleep on your  tummy, tied to
the bed?"
"Well, I can sleep on my tummy OK, and the hand and leg  restraints
I have in mind are fur padded. Look, we need the  restraints anyway, so why
don't we pick them up Monday, and I can start  practicing. We'll need some
chain to get from the restraints to the bed rails,  but that's a hardware
store item. "
Monday found them back at the Leather Shop. Linda greeted  them, "How has
the cane worked out? I hope it wasn't too mild." She  laughed.
Ellen laughed, "So far, I've only given Jenny twelve the  day we bought
it, to try it out, but this little bitch had to tell my husband  about it, and
I got twelve last Saturday, and they were over twelve we both got  from my
dad's razor strop. It was terrible."
Jenny piped up, "I could hear her screaming through two  closed doors.
Later she was screaming for another reason."
Linda smiled, "I get so hot when I get a good one, but a  dozen with the
cane over the razor strop sounds real industrial strength." She  laughed. "So
what do you need today, girls?"
Jenny spoke up, "Mom is going to get back at me by giving  me a dozen with
the cane before I leave for class on a gym day. She is going to  call all my
friends. We need some wrist and ankle restraints. I'm planning to  have mom
restrain me on the bed. I'll be sleeping on my tummy in the nude. All  she
has to do is carefully expose my ass and I won't need an alarm clock, that'
s  for sure. She gets to do that every day I'm tied to the bed, then on the
Big  Day, I get a dozen."
Linda laughed, "You are going to wake-up to a caning.  Wow, you'll have to
tell me all about it later. Sure, we have these nice soft  restraints." She
pulled a set out from the display case. "You'll have to go to a  hardware
store and get releases and chain. Do you have a few days to practice
sleeping in the cuffs?"
Jenny nodded, "School is out for the week and my next gym  class is
Thursday, so I've got plenty of time. I figured we could start tonight,  and with
over a week to get used to them, I ought to be OK. I'll practice  sleeping in
the cuffs every night, with mom's help to get tied up."
They bought the cuffs at the leather store and then  visited the hardware
store. They bought four quick-release clips and plenty of  chain.  Dad owned
a small chain  cutter, so they bought one piece of chain long enough to
fasten all four  cuffs.
Jenny and Ellen got to work on the hardware after lunch.  It turned out
that there was a place at all four corners of the bed where the  chain could be
fastened. Jenny insisted that the chain be permanently attached  to the
bed. She explained, "If I have one of my girlfriends visiting, I want to  be
able to show her where I get spanked. I'm even going to leave the cuffs on
the chain, although they could be released."
Jenny usually went to bed about 10 PM, so she stripped  when Ellen came in
and her mom put on the four restraints. It felt strange to be  held in that
position. Both legs were spread wide and so were her arms. It  wasn't
particularly uncomfortable, just unusual. Ellen covered her with one  quilt that
could be carefully pulled back for her spanking without waking Jenny.  Ellen
kissed her good night and patted her bottom, then left.
It took Jenny some time to get used to that position, but  eventually she
went to sleep and didn't waken until mom gave her one with the  cane the next
morning. Talk about an instant alarm clock, with no snooze  feature!
So it went for the remainder of the week. Soon Jenny got  used to the
restraints and sleeping in that position. She could nod off right  after mom had
her tied down.
Both she and mom made numerous phone calls, so within a  day or so she was
getting calls back from classmates who had heard about her  pending spanking
from someone else and found it hard to believe, or wanted more  details.
Jenny was honest and frank with all her callers. She  didn't tell them why
she had been naughty to her mom; that was personal.  Everyone got the rest
of the story, including the fact that she was sleeping  tied to the bed and
was getting a painful wake-up call every morning. One that  was going to be
very painful, come Thursday morning.
She made it very plain that she wanted the spanking, to  pay her mom back.
This was only partly true; she knew she did owe her mom the  caning, but she
wanted her classmates to know what she had gotten, and was  especially
looking forward to displaying her well spanked rear to the gym class.  She
surprised herself how much she had changed. Was it the stropping from  gramps?
Partially, she guessed, but that wasn't the whole explanation, and she  wasn'
t sure what the rest was.
So many of her callers didn't believe she was sleeping  tied to the bed
that she invited them to the house for a demonstration. Each  girl had to agree
to try the restraints, although they only got one swat from  the paddle
from Jenny, and that was over their clothes. She got one spank with  the cane,
on her bare ass, from every visitor.
Jenny started to regret having allowed her friends to  spank her when six
of them showed up one morning, but she took all six. They  weren't as bad as
her mom gave her, but they all saw six marks on her ass after  the
treatment.
She even got calls from some of the boys she knew. She  was equally frank
with them, but they didn't get an invitation to the house for  a
demonstration. She sort-of wished she could. She had turned from a girl who  was rather
shy to an exhibitionist in the course of a few days, and she couldn't
really understand why, herself.
Every evening at about 10 PM Ellen tied Jenny to the bed  and every morning
she woke her up with a sound stroke of the cane on her rear.  By Monday,
Ellen decided to escalate the wake-up a bit, so she gave Jenny two  good ones
with the cane, one on each cheek.
Jenny jerked awake, "AARGHH, mom, that's not  fair."
Ellen laughed, "Honey, who is doing the waking and who is  tied to the bed?"

Jenny groaned, "Mom, we negotiated one spank from the  cane every day, and
a big spanking on Thursday and this is only Monday. Let me  up."
Ellen laughed, "And what are you going to do if I decide  to leave you
there for awhile and practice on your ass? Ah, I know, you can  complain to the `
spanking board'."
Jenny groaned, "Mom, that's not fair."
"You are repeating yourself, dear. OK, I'll let you up  now, but we are
going to have a talk after school. I think you should get more  of the cane
Tuesday and Wednesday. You don't get the whole dozen until Thursday,  but you
work up to it with a smaller number tomorrow, then more the next day,  and
finally, the Main Event on Thursday. Think about it and we'll discuss it
later." Ellen unsnapped the four restraints and left Jenny to `think about  it'
.
It seemed like half the school knew about her upcoming  spanking on
Thursday. Seven girls asked to visit after school and see her tied  up. If they all
showed, that meant seven more lashes with the cane, and some of  the girls
hit almost as hard as mom. Two of the girls she hardly knew, but she  had
foolishly made the offer an open one, so she couldn't very well turn them
down. Besides, it was just two more lashes for her to take. Her ass could take
it, right? She rubbed the offending object. Yeah, made of brass; the famous
 brass ass.
During the day Jenny did `think about it'. She was sure  mom was just
playing with her, but what Ellen had said was very true. She was  firmly tied to
the bed and mom could do whatever she wanted with her. Was it a  good idea
to take more than one with the cane the next two mornings, leading up  to
the `Main Event', or would that just make her ass hurt all that more on
Thursday?
It depended mostly on how many mom gave her. Her ass was  bound to look
worse on Thursday when she showed it off to the gym class. Even a  lash with
the cane on Monday would show on Thursday. She and mom would have to  talk it
out after school, but she knew mom could do whatever she wanted.  Jenny
couldn't tie herself up without  help, and once she was tied she was at mom's
mercy. She was getting used to the  restraints, but she wanted to be tied up
every night until the `Main Event' on  Thursday morning.
Jenny hadn't decided what to say to her mom when she got  home.  Should she
just let mom give  her whatever she wanted, or should she debate the
matter? After all, she had  agreed to take a dozen early Thursday morning, but
taking an as-yet-unknown  number of lashes on Tuesday and Wednesday had never
been discussed before mom  woke her this morning.  Besides, how  many would
she have to take from her classmates? There was still Tuesday and  Wednesday
to worry about.
To make matters worse, Ellen was out shopping, or  visiting a friend, or
whatever, when Jenny got off the school bus. She began to  wonder if mom wasn'
t purposely teasing her. She couldn't talk to someone who was  absent.
About an hour later an old VW bus arrived and out spilled  11 girls.  `Oh,
my aching ass',  Jenny thought. One of her friends introduced her to the
half dozen or so that  Jenny didn't know. A couple of the girls Jenny expected
couldn't make it, but  others had joined the party.
Jenny invited them all upstairs, but they couldn't all  fit in her room at
once. Jenny organized them into a group stretching down the  hall.  She then
brought each into  her room and tied her to the bed, then gave her a good
one with the paddle, but  not on the bare. It seemed like there was always
about a half dozen gawkers  looking at the girl that was tied down.  Some of
the spankees hardly moved when they got the spank from the  paddle, but some
screamed and tried to bounce off the bed. This didn't work due  to the
cuffs.
After all eleven had a demonstration of what it felt like  to be tied to a
bed and given a token spanking, she stripped and put on the  cuffs. "Sue,
will you snap me in and organize this crew? You are allowed to give  me one
spank with the cane each, and that is all. Remember, I have to take  twelve
very hard ones from mom Thursday morning."
One girl asked," Jenny, how hard are we allowed to spank  you today?"
Jenny smiled, "I guess the answer is `as hard as you  want'.
Frankly, when I made the offer last week I didn't expect  my spanking to
turn into a Popular Spring Event. I must have had over a dozen  lashes with
the cane since mom started calling last week. You can still see some  on my
ass."
"Pretend you are a baby sitter and the little bitch has  just spilled milk
down your front, or thrown a pot at you, or something. If you  have a good
imagination, pretend I'm your naughty daughter. If you do a good  job, I'll
probably scream, and I definitely will cry, but don't let that stop  you."
With that Sue clipped her in place and chose one of the  girls. Zip!
OHHHH. Jenny spoke, "That really wasn't hard enough. Sue,  did it mark me?"

Sue looked closely, even feeling Jenny's ass, "Well, Jen,  there is a thin
red line, but I don't know what to expect. I've never seen a  caning
before."
Jenny thought for a moment, "Will one of you go down  stairs and see if mom
is home? If she is, ask her to come up,  please."
In a few minutes Ellen appeared. "Girls, meet my mom, the  artist with the
cane. Mom, I just got one spank and it didn't feel like  much.  Would you be
willing to  referee? If a girl gives me a wimpy spank, show her how to do
it right and have  her do it again. I told them a limit of one spank, but I
mean a real  one."
Ellen said, "Hold the cane firmly in your dominant hand  and raise it over
your head. Bring it down quickly and aim for about the middle  of Jenny's
ass. You can try a few times to get the feel of the cane before you  actually
strike her."
The girl looked quite a bit younger than Jenny, and was  nervous.  Jenny
said to her, "Take  your time. You can let the tip touch my skin if you want
to. Don't worry about  spanking too hard."
The girl tapped Jenny on the ass a few times, then she  raised the cane
over her head and brought it down smartly on Jenny's ass.  Whoosh, Ohhhhhh.
Ellen nodded, "Look at that mark, even feel it. That was  good for a
beginner. Next volunteer."
So it went through all eleven, including Sue. Jenny lost  count, but was
sure she had taken at least eleven good ones. Ellen had approved  of most,
with a few repeats. She had done her share of screaming and  crying.
One girl came forward to talk to Ellen, "Mrs. Blackwell,  I have dreamed of
getting a good spanking for years, but mom and dad are  divorced and I live
with dad. He spoils me rotten. Would you be willing to give  me one just
like Jenny is going to get Thursday?"
Ellen smiled at the girl, who looked to be about Jenny's  age, if not
older. "Sure, my dear, but unless you are eighteen, I'd have to have  your dad's
permission."
The girl smiled back, "Only a month ago, but I'm now  supposed to be an
adult, although dad doesn't seem to think so." She opened her  fanny pack and
removed her driver's license. Sure enough, she was just  eighteen.
Ellen spoke, "All right, you naughty girl. Strip and I'm  going to give
you twelve of the best on your bare ass. Hurry it up. Jenny, help  her with
the cuffs and tie her down. We don't have enough room for ten, so take  turns,
or some sit on the floor. I'm sure you are all anxious to see  this."
"Helen-Ann, you are about to meet our pet cane. This is  your last chance.
Do you agree to be spanked twelve times? Once I start I will  ignore
whatever you say, and you get all twelve. What do you say?"
The girl shuddered but said, "Yes, Ma'am, give me my  twelve and ignore
whatever I might say. I really need this, I don't care how  much it hurts."
"Very well, you'll get at least twelve, but you have to  count then, thank
me and ask for another. If you forget, its extras."
Whoosh! Ohhhhhh! "One, thank you Ma'am. Please give me  another."
Helen-Ann was screaming and crying, but she kept the  count. When it
came to twelve she asked for another and got it. This  kept up until she
had taken nineteen, at which time she fainted.
Ellen gave her one more for good measure and left, "Got  to start supper.
Tell her what a good job she did. If she ever needs another  one, have her
call me or get in touch with you, Jenny. Oh, not today, but if any  of you
want a caning, let Jenny know. Same rules; under eighteen, I need a  letter."
Helen-Ann was moaning on the bed. Jenny had released her.  "You with us yet
Helen-Ann?" Jenny rubbed her welted ass with skin cream, which  she knew
from experience wouldn't do much good, but it was better than  nothing.
The girl woke suddenly, "Is it over? How many did I  take?"
Jenny answered, "Well, you fainted at nineteen, so mom  gave you one
more to make it an even twenty. She has left to start  supper. Didn't you
get enough?"
"Well, to tell you the truth, I had my heart set on  twenty five."
Jenny turned to Sue, "I lost track of who was spanking  me, but
there was one swat that was about as good as mom's. I  recall screaming.
Any idea who that was?"
A tall blond stepped forward. "I guess that was me,  Jenny. I'm Sally, and
we never met until today. I'm in college and a member of a  sorority that
is big into spankings, so I've taken a lot and given a lot.  I'm neighbors
with your friend Sue, so I  came along."
Jenny asked Helen-Ann, "Would you like Sally to give you  five more?"
Helen-Ann had recovered somewhat, so she said, "No, I  want at least ten,
or as many more as I can take, as hard as you want, and  thanks Sally. We'll
talk about sororities later. It is obvious I want to get  into yours so I
can get spanked often."
Sally smiled, "Tie her down. Same rules and I'll spank  you ten times, but
if you ask for another after ten, be assured you'll get  it."
Whoosh! Ohhhhhh! "That was one, Ma'am. Thank you. Please  give me another"
Whoosh! Ohhhhhh! This went on and on. Helen-Ann was  screaming and crying,
but still asked for more. She finally got so incoherent at  twenty three
that Sally stopped. Helen-Ann screamed, "Just two more - only two  more and it
will be twenty five." Sally gave her two more.
Jenny had never seen such a well-spanked ass. She untied  Helen-Ann and let
her rest on her tummy. "Helen-Ann, you wore tight jeans. Your  ass is so
swollen that you'll never get them on. We're about the same size.  Borrow a
soft, full skirt from me to get  home. You can return it tomorrow."
"Oh, mom said any time you need another caning to let me  know. Hey, I bet
you'd like a spanking from granddad. He uses a razor strop  which is worse
than the cane. Well, maybe it isn't, but he hits a lot harder  than mom. Let
me know if you want to try one."
Helen-Ann smiled at Jenny, "I definitely want more from  your mom and I'd
love to try the razor strop. How many spanks does he  give?"
"He gives twelve, like mom usually gives, but I suppose  he would give you
more if you really wanted them. I took just one spanking from  him and I was
so weak after twelve that I needed help to stand. Mom took one  with me and
she asked me to drive home. Hell, that's the first time she  has ever
driven in the car with me at the wheel, so that gives you an  idea how she felt
after the stropping."
"When can I get a spanking from him? You've got me  anxiously looking
forward to getting one."
"I'll call him. How is Saturday afternoon with you? That  was when mom and
I got ours. He is semi-retired, so his time is pretty much his  own."
"That would be fine. I'll pick you up, and you can drive  me home if I can'
t make it on my own."
Sally spoke up, "I don't suppose your granddad would take  another
volunteer?"
Jenny answered, "I'm sure he would. He did mom and me and  was hardly
winded. He told us to come back if we wanted more, but I think he was  giving us
a hard time. Don't you get it enough in your sorority?"
"Well, yes and no. It depends on what activities we have  and whether I
have broken any house rules. Actually, I haven't been spanked in  several
weeks, and this razor strop of your granddad's sounds really  wicked.  I'd like
to be able to say  I've taken one once. We looked for one for our collection
and never found one.  Barbers haven't used them in years."
Jenny said, "I'll call gramps later and let Sue know, or  you can leave me
a phone number. I'm sure he will give you two a stropping, but  I don't
know if he or grandma has any plans for this weekend. I'll warn you two  that
you had better wear a soft dress that is full in the back, bring a blanket,
or better a sleeping bag, to crash on while you recover and a soft pillow
to get  home on. Oh, if there are any more volunteers let me know, but if you
just want  to come along for the show, I don't think gramps would care."
Finally all the girls left and Jenny was alone with her  mom in the
kitchen, sitting on her soft pillow. "I've never seen anyone take a  spanking like
Helen-Ann did. She got twenty from you and twenty five from Sally.  Not
only that, but that was her very first spanking. Hey, I'm going to try for
that same sorority. They are big on spankings."