Sandburned - Sex Stories

Sandburned

... with these little problems before you do something like hurting your poor feet again."

She emphasized her point by landing the next dozen swats right on his sit spots, sending him into a renewed fit of thrashing and howling. How many had she given him already? It couldn't have been more than two minutes since the spanking began, but it felt like she'd already landed hundreds!

"Now," she continued, landing a pair of swats on the back of each of his upper thighs and making him gasp in white hot shock, "I think you've learned your lesson. Am I right?" Her palm rested against one of his blazing hot domes, her strong fingers pressing into the roasted flesh.

"I learned my lesson from the goddamned sand!"

"Mmmm...you should try to work on that attitude of yours." She murmured, maternally, as her hand stiffened against his buttock again. "People will never do what you want if you talk to them like that."

SPLAAAAT! SMAAAAAACK! WHAAAAAAP! Her arm went right back to work, which amounted to shoving his bottom back into the oven just as it was maybe starting to cool down. Zach wailed and flailed. The lifeguard lectured. The sharp, fleshy smacks echoed over the beach, turning the head of nearly everyone present Zach's way. When she stopped again after another thirty seconds, she found that Zach's attitude had indeed benefitted from her advice.

"Have you learned your lesson now?"

"Yes! I've learned! I promise, I've learned!"

"Are yousure about that?" Zach could hear ...

... the smile on her lips as they spoke those words. If she hadn't been enjoying herself to start with, she's definitely started to by now.

Eyes still closed, Zach forced down the indignation and just gritted his teeth. "I am. Please just let me go."

"Well, if you're asking so nicely, then that means you've really learned." Her left arm stopped crushing his midsection, and he felt her hand tousle his hair. "You can get up now, I've got to make sure nothing's happened while you had me occupied."

He doubted she need worry about that. It looked like everyone within sight had started watching by the time she'd sat down in the chair, and Zach couldn't imagine they'd started payingless attention once she started pulling his swimsuit down.

"Well, get moving!"

She tapped his ass with her fingers to signal him to get up. With the state his flesh was in though, even that light poke made him wince. Eyes still closed and face turned downwards to hide from the spectators, glad that he could only barely hear the laughing and chattering over the backdrop of the waves, wind, and seagulls, Zach peeled his sweat-gleaming body off of her lap and gingerly put his hands to his bottom cheeks. They were swollen. Not as badly as they'd been after the worst of Brianna's punishments, but still very puffed up, and so hot to the touch he was sure someone could smelt iron in his ass crack. Would he even be able to get his trunks back up, over this much volume? He felt the sting of tears begin ...