Weekend Payback =============== **WARNING** This contains graphic descriptions of sexual intercourse and sadomasochistic activities between adult males. If this offends you, is not appropriate for viewing in your location, or you are **not** of legal age, don't read it. **REMARK** This story picks up in the world set up by the stories _Spanking_Party_, _Justin_Returns_, and others. If you haven't read them, I recommend them based on the overwhelmingly positive stream of feedback I've received. Any resemblance of characters in this story to the living is purely coincidental. Author: TopLegal, toplegal@geocities.com (c) 1997, TopLegal. Permission is granted for distribution via Usenet and the Web in full. Prologue -------- As you already know, I'm a practicing attorney in our great big city. I travel in a circle of hot friends and love to spank among other S&M proclivities. This takes place the morning after the events of _Spanking_Party_3_. Sleep ----- Sleeping with one hot man can be bliss. Having two against you, curled up, is heaven. As the full length windows let the sun past the angled verticles, I felt its hot rays on my face and opened my eyes. Justin and Geof were against me oblivious to the powerful light streaming onto my face. I let them rest against me as I thought about my plans for the weekend. Justin was getting to be a bit too smug with Geof, especially since he was handling some of the discipline of the boy with me. Geof was way too sore from the previous night's caning to take all but the lightest punishment anyhow and he had gotten it but good. This weekend, the focus would be on my hot husband, my personal boy toy, Justin. Wake Up... ---------- I gently rubbed Geof's hair patting him tenderly and he slowly roused to my touch and looked up into my eyes lovingly. He was a good boy who loved to take severe pain ever since I had introduced him to it. He was definitely misbehaving at times just to get my attention since his boyfriend, Tom, refused to have anything to do with punishing his fuck toy houseboy. I pulled his face to me and kissed him deeply. "Get moving," I whispered tenderly. He was in pain from the caning and getting out of bed hurt. He stood, ass to me and stretched, I looked closely at the cane marks left on his ass, smiling, and watching the sun come across him as he stretched for me. Then he put on a jockstrap and went to the bathroom to clean himself up. I slowly pulled my husband to me and kissed him warmly. He was not very sore from the previous night and no evidence of the spankings he took was visible. I held him against me and we tongued for a while before making our way to the shower. He washed me down with his tongue and then with soapy water. He told me that he really liked Christopher and wondered if the 20 year old engineer could visit and spank him more often. I wasn't sure how Christopher felt about the whole thing, but I said as far as I was concerned Justin could play with him. After our shower, Justin dressed himself in a jockstrap and we both joined Geof in the living room to plan the day. Geof was having difficulty sitting on anything, but I just kissed him on the forehead and made him sit down. Geof didn't want to go out and wanted to lay down on the bed again, Justin wanted to go out for brunch, and I felt neutral about the whole matter. I decided that we would go out and that I would buy some implements to use on Justin that afternoon. Brunch ------ I let the boys dress and we headed to a cute little restaurant in the gay area of town. Geof was continuing to have a **very**, **very**, hard time sitting down, I found it cute, finally, we had struck upon an implement that could drive home a point on the smug pain loving spank-o-file. As the brunch entrees arrived, I announced we would be making a trip the stores for some new toys. Geof was not pleased and looked down. Justin seemed happy -- little did he know. I was kind of hoping Justin might act out a bit, so I could bathroom spank him as I had done with Geoffrey the previous night. The humiliation aspect of that trip had humbled him mightily and I thought Justin might need a dose of that for good measure. Nonetheless, brunch passed uneventfully, and we headed to my favorite "toy" store. Paddles 'R Us ------------- My friend who runs the store greeted us warmly. I let Geof wander the store, and kept Justin close to me. I showed off our matching wedding bands. My friend was duly impressed. I selected a new razor strap and 3 Singaporan canes. These were allegedly the real McCoy's, imported from that Pacific island nation. Justin seemed pleased by the purchase, assuming they were for Geof who was wandering the store aimlessly. Justin selected a new leather vest that I added to the purchase, not that he really ever had occasion to wear such things, but I love to indulge him. We kissed in the store for a while till Geof wandered back over and then the three of us left. Demo ---- Geof didn't ask any questions about the implements, assuming they were for his training and I didn't bother to mention they were for my hot spankable husband. Once we got home, both boys stripped to their jocks and I took Geof to the bathroom and rubbed some lotion on his buttocks to relieve a bit of the pain from the cane. Then I went out to the living room and pulled Justin off the couch and bent him over the weight bench. I went back to the front hall leaving him over the bench for a bit and pulled the new razor strap from the bag of purchases. I went back to the living room and found Geof watching with eyes wide open, worried that he would be next in line. I brought the strap down on my husband repeatedly, 5 quick painful strokes reddened his ass flesh quickly and effectively. He didn't cry out, but he was hurting. His cock was also rock hard. I lifted him off the bench and kissed him and then parked him, red ass to the city in the window. I sat with Geof on the couch for a while fondling him and caressing his sore caned ass. My fingers explored the impressions left by the cane carefully. Geof's butt was still sore enough that my touch was painful. I kissed him some more and then beckoned my husband to join us. Justin didn't remark that he had been spanked solely for my entertainment, those were the rules he lived by. He loved me and I loved him. I made Justin kneel in front of me and had him suck me off and then Geoffrey. He smiled and enjoyed it. Working his agile tongue up and down my cock shaft first till I shot a massive load into his mouth which he swallowed without hesitation. Then he repeated his efforts on Geoffrey, not hesitating for a moment. He worked just as thoroughly to produce pleasure and orgasm in his fellow boy as he had in his master. After Justin helped Geof come, I took him back to the bedroom dungeon in my apartment and laid him across the spanking horse and fastened the restraints. Payback ------- I activated the recording equipment and shut the door leaving Geof to have his way with my boy for a change. I would have to wait for Geof to come out to see the results and I waited in the living room not wanting to spoil my anticipation. My considerable array of spanking implements was at Geof's disposal and Geof had 5 odd months of spankings from Justin to pay him back for. I shut the door at around 2, when Geof came out at 6, I was certain there was going to be quite some tape to watch. I kissed Geof who thanked me and went to the bedroom to lay down. I went into the room and saw my husband still strapped to the spanking horse with his ass completely welted and red. I released my boy and took him to the living room and with his welted ass exposed up to me and I placed my hand on it and pressed play on the VCR. Watching -------- I rubbed the sore ass underneath me as I watched the tape. Geof was rock hard in his jockstrap as he began first hand spanking my boy. Geof used his hands for a good 30 minutes beating Justin nice and red. Justin was tightly restrained in the horse and unable to escape the welter of Geof's large hands slowly working their magic on his olive tan ass. By the time Geof disappeared from the picture to find his first implement, Justin's butt flesh was a nice deep pink. I paused the tape for a bit and kneaded the welted burning flesh beneath me. The rough touch of my hands made Justin cry out in pain. Then after kneading his ass for a bit, I resumed the tape, Geof had selected the razor strap I had already tested on Justin's ass earlier for further work. Restrained, Justin had nowhere to go. Geof was not gentle as he worked the strap across Justin's ass each stroke left clear lines where the strap had just been. There was no tenderness, blow after blow landed with the razor strap, Geof took his time between strokes taunting Justin and making sure Justin understood it was payback time. I felt my boy's welted ass as I watched the video of stroke after stroke on 3 hours of tape of torture. Geof did not spare the rod remotely, every inch of exposed ass flesh felt the center and the edge of the strap at least twice and I was proud of his efforts. I watched the rest of the tape with my husband's welted ass over my lap enjoying Geof's severe efforts to inflict pain. When the tape finished, I turned it off and kissed Justin passionately, his body ached and it was late. Bed --- I spanked both boys firmly that night. Geof was still sore with cane marks, but I slapped his ass 30 times very firmly taking care to make them hurt. I kissed him for a job well done on Justin and then repeated the treatment on Justin's strapped ass. Then the three of us snuggled in the bed and fell asleep quickly, two with sore asses, me content to have such beauty at my side. Write the Author ---------------- **E-MAIL THE AUTHOR** These stories are e-mail'ware at this point. My original _Spanking_Party_ was written on a lark and the feedback convinced me to keep writing. Now thanks to net-encouragement, a rather long piece, ~50 pages, is under consideration for inclusion in a gay/lesbian smut fanzine, I will keep people posted about purchase/download information. Thanks again to everyone who has written in and thanked me or shared their own stories. Continued e-mail means more stores. Keep in touch with me at .