Seeking A Spanking - Part 2 - Sex Stories

Seeking A Spanking - Part 2

... will give my arse the caning that it craves," said Elizabeth.

"I almost feel sorry for your arse," chuckled Tony, kissing Elizabeth's left arse cheek.

"Mmmm, I like the way that you feel sorry for it," said Elizabeth, squirming on the bed.

"Do you?" said Tony getting onto his knees and kissing all over Elizabeth's right buttock, then concentrating on her left one.

"Fuck, oh yeah," said Elizabeth, twisting her hips as her excitement mounted.

Tony parted Elizabeth's buttocks and put his head in her arse crack, kissing and licking it, and sending Elizabeth wild.

"Fuck, fuck, I am cumming," said Elizabeth, humping the bed as Tony's lips and tongue played with her arse crack.

"Fuck, I enjoyed that," said Elizabeth, when her latest orgasm had subsided.

They fucked again before they went to sleep, and Tony was awakened in the morning by Elizabeth sucking his cock.

Tony mounted her, and they had another very satisfying fuck.

They got up, showered, got dressed, and had some breakfast.

They sat chatting until late morning, it was time for the cane to be put to use.

"I will fetch the cane," said Elizabeth, standing up. She left the room with Tony's eyes on her arse in quite tight trousers.

She soon returned, cane in hand, and handed it to Tony, who bent it and studied it.

"I think that you should have some practice swings before you cane me," said Elizabeth.

"Okay," said Tony, giving the cane some half-hearted swishes through the ...

... air.

"That will be no good, you will have to put some effort into it," said Elizabeth.

"I told you, I have not done this before," explained Tony.

"I know, baby; Here, thrash this cushion," said Elizabeth, putting a cushion in the centre of the settee.

Tony felt embarrassed, but he whipped the cane down onto the cushion.

"Harder than that, much harder," said the watching Elizabeth.

Tony took several more practice swings, and was now putting a lot into it.

He looked at Elizabeth for approval.

"I think that you are ready," said Elizabeth, removing her trousers and knickers and baring her arse.

Elizabeth bent over the back of the armchair, her backside presented for the caning. Tony moved behind her, the cane held limply.

Tony took a deep breath, raised the cane, and swished it down. It made a loud CRACK on impact with Elizabeth's buttocks.

"Harder than that, much harder," said Elizabeth, repeating the instruction that she had given Tony when he was taking practice swings on the cushion.

Tony noticed a red line appearing on Elizabeth's buttocks from the first stroke. He gripped the cane tighter, raised it and brought it down faster than the first time. The CRACK that it made on impact was noticeably louder than the first stroke, and it brought a sort of grunt from Elizabeth.

Tony delivered a third stroke and then a fourth, and Elizabeth swayed her hips, and sort of mewed. She had not told him to cane harder since the first stroke, so he assumed that he ...