Spank You Very Much - Pt. 2 - Sex Stories

Spank You Very Much - Pt. 2

... point when he stopped for a rest. No stranger to a heavily bruised bottom, she incited the crowd to ever louder demands to continue and get what she wanted.

Justin increased the pace of the second twenty-five, after which she was definitely feeling some pain, with groans and grunts accompanying each swat. The last five were given rapidly, getting a loud ‘Yeow!’ from naughty Rita.

“How’re you doing, Rita,” Ben asked.

“I can take more, Ben!” she cried with false bravado, wishing the wood paddle had been last.

Taking his position at her side, Justin rubbed her already bruised cheeks, Rita humming her appreciation for his tenderness. It wasn’t too last long, however, as he picked up the small leather paddle and smacked each cheek hard as a warning that more was to come and then proceeded to give her the first twenty-five at a breakneck pace.

“Oh, Justin! That’s so …” she started but stopped when he resumed at the same or even faster pace and didn’t stop until fifty more quick cracks were heard on alternating cheeks.

“Oh my God!” she cried as her bottom twitched with the stinging pain and the realization that she was only halfway through, and she couldn’t stop it.

Justin tapped each cheek lightly, signaling he was about to resume.

“Holy shit!” Rita cried as fifteen swats fell in the same place on her left cheek. Barely able to catch her breath between, another fifteen on the right had her straining at her bonds in a useless attempt to escape.

“Fuck! ...

... Fuck! Fuck!” she screamed, her defenses completely broken down as another fifteen, seemingly harder, were felt on the left again and, after a short rest, the right as well.

Quick breaths, as though in labor, escaped Rita’s lips as her brave face gave way to pain and tears streaming down her cheeks. A weak smile showed as she saw Justin hand the paddle to Paul with the same warning about going easy on her.

“Ready, love?” he asked as he gently caressed her cheeks, now colored red, black, and blue.

“Yes, Paul. Spank me,” she said, as she always did when he spanked her.

Her body stiffened as Paul tapped the paddle against her sore buns. She knew what to expect from him and wasn’t disappointed when ten hard swats at the fastest pace yet crashed into each side of her battered backside.

“Wow! Wow!” Ben repeated, thinking it was over, but the crowd had been watching as Paul slipped his fingers into her wet pussy.

“Cum – cum – cum” they chanted as his fingers pounded her overstimulated pussy, her cream flowing over his hand when she came, jerking and quaking in her bonds.

Paul helped Justin release the restraining straps and took her in his arms for a long, loving hug and showers of kisses in grateful appreciation that it was over. With one hand on each other’s sore bottom, they raised their hands in celebration of having endured their ordeal.

“Rita and Paul, everybody! Winners of TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS!” Ben screamed, trying to be heard above the crowd. “I’m certain ...