Spank Me! Part 2 - Sex Stories

Spank Me! Part 2

... the feeldoe’s vibrator control and clicked it. Both women were startled by the unexpected sensations. Tiffany turned to me, her eyes now starting to get wild. “Really?” she asked.

“Oh, yes. And, Miss Burke, I think it’s time for me to start caning your arse – don’t you?”

“WHAT?”

I smiled and picked up the traditional enemy of the English public school student: a cane – an implement with which I wasintimately familiar from my own school days. Holding it up for Tiffany’s inspection, I said, “If you want to continue to fuck young Kimberley, it will only be for as long as I cane you. Interested?” And I upped the vibration on the feeldoe.

And although she was turned slightly towards me with an expression of shock on her face, Tiffany’s eyes were absolutely glazed with lust by now, and unaware, she continued to fuck Kimberley, her pelvis moving in and out like a piston now, with Kimberley mewing with each thrust, and pulling hard on the bedclothes.

Tiffany was breathing hard but had just enough intelligence left to nod, “Yes…okay…yes. Cane me!” And she turned back towards Kimberley, leaning slightly forward to present her already striped arse towards me, giving me a better target.

Smiling, I took position behind her and slightly to her left, then pulled the cane back – and waited.

Tiffany kept waiting for me to strike, craning her neck to look back at me – then finally gave up and faced forward again. And at that moment, I struck.

The cane ...

... whistled through the air and landed with a meatysmack.

Tiffany shoved forward, and her body jerked upright. She started to move a hand back to her arse, but I was ready and tapped it with the cane, not hard enough to bruise, but hard enough for her to get the message. “All of your attention on Kimberley, Miss Burke. Or would you rather stop?” And I kicked the vibrator up so it was cycling fast, then slow, then fast again.

Tiffany jerked again, “No! No – keep going…I’m…I’m going to cum…”

Her head tipped forward, and I could see she was flushed and close to cumming. Checking on Kimberley, I saw similar symptoms.

The cane whistled forward and smacked home again. Tiffany jumped – and came.

“Oh, Sweet FuckingCHRIST!” she screamed, balling her fists, then fell forward, hands on the bed on either side of Kimberley’s quivering body. Tiffany began a series of pants and mewling sounds as she came, her hips moving quickly now back and forth, rogering young Kimberley hard and fast.

“Blasphemy, Miss Burke. Tsk tsk!” I commented and whipped the cane forward again, leaving a third, angry red welt on her arse.

I paused now, partly so I could continue to catch Tiffany by surprise but more because I wanted to check on Kimberley. Leaning forward, I caught her eyes, which flicked up to meet mine. She was panting in time to Tiffany’s thrusts, mouth open and drooling. Her entire upper body was flushed, and she was sweating. Her eyes were glazed, yet she smiled at ...