Merrilee and Pete were on their way to Gorselee Farm, but the Postcode Merrilee told Pete to put in the Sat Nav was obviously not correct, as the voice told them they had reached their destination – in the middle of a dirt track.

Now read on ……

Merrilee looked around in bewilderment. ‘Where are we?’

‘Haven’t a clue,’ Pete said with a sigh. ‘Perhaps that Post Code was wrong after all.’

‘Oops!’

‘Remember what I told you would happen? He asked. ‘But let’s get back on track, it’ll be dark soon, I’ll sort you later lady.’

She fished the crumpled piece of paper out of her bag again. ‘If we put the other Post Code in, it may take us to the right place,’ she suggested.

‘Good thinking,’ he said. ‘Ok read it to me again.’

‘WBY7 1PS – you put IPS last time.’

The detour had them taking a different direction all together. It added an extra ten miles to their journey, but when the voice told them they had reached their destination – they really had this time.

‘Hi, you two,’ said a cheery voice. ‘I’m Delia; you must be Merry Brat and Pete.’

They nodded in agreement.

‘We thought you must have got lost. Anyway, come in, I’ll show you to your room.’

‘Are we the last to arrive?’ asked Merrilee.

‘No, Mature Couple phoned, said they couldn’t make it today, some neighbours having a party for their Golden Wedding or something, but would get here tomorrow instead.’

‘Shame.’ said Merrilee, ‘We’re looking forward to meeting them. Just hope they don’t know my grandma as they live in Warlington too, it could be a bit embarrassing.’

‘Sure could be,’ agreed Delia. ‘Anyway, get settled in, we eat at half five, in Cosy Cottage – next door.’

Delia left them to their own devices.

‘Ok my sweet it’s comeuppance time.’

‘Hey, you already spanked me remember?’

‘Of course I remember, but that was just an interim spanking. A just because I felt like it spanking.’

‘Sod off,’ she protested.

‘Watch that mouth of yours lady,’ he warned. Sitting down on the bed, he hauled her over his knee. ‘Do you know something, if I didn’t know I’d spanked you this afternoon – your bum has gone back to being white?’

He then proceeded to turn her white cheeks to a glowing rosy red.

After tea, everybody went back to their own rooms, to get ready for the evenings fun and games.

Delia had organised some games to get the party started. This involved the girls throwing a dice – the number that came up was the number of strokes she would receive.

She could then choose who she wanted to spank her.

Merrilee wanted a change, so she chose Bill from Dunton.

There were the sounds of bare bottoms being spanked and squeals from the girls,

The following day it was cold and rainy. Some of the others went out into Gorselee Village, but Merrilee and Pete decided to stay indoors and play in their room.

However, Merrilee returned to the lounge where she had left her bag, Bill was sat there reading a spanking magazine, ‘On your own Bill?’

‘Yes Merry Brat, Naughty Lady has gone into town and left me to amuse myself.’

‘We’re just going to have some fun and games – why don’t you come and join us?’

‘Hmmm! That sounds fun, but won’t Pete mind?’

‘Course not. Come on Billy Boy, come and play with us.’

‘The name is Bill young lady, any more cheek from you and you’ll find yourself over my knee.’

‘Billy Boy, Billy Boy,’ she chanted, trying to dodge out of his reach, but he blocked her escape.

Meanwhile, Pete was waiting in their room, wondering what was keeping Merrilee. Then he heard the sound of hand meeting bare bottom and his wife’s shrieks. He went out into the lounge to investigate. Taking in the scene at a glance, he asked, ‘Do you need any help Bill?’

‘Sorry Pete, hope you don’t mind, but this young lady is one cheeky madam.’

‘I know,’ laughed Pete, ‘but you carry on, don’t let me stop you.’

‘That’s very sporting of you, thanks,’ Bill tightened his grip on Merrilee and went back to his task with a renewed energy.

‘Look, why don’t we go to our room and have some fun,’ Pete suggested.

Poor Merrilee, sounds like she’s going to have a very sore bottom ……

Merrilee and Pete had booked to spend a few days on Gorselee Farm. They were both very much into spanking and were going to be among like minded people.

Now read on ……

The night before the big day, Merrilee had packed, but Pete had kept getting under her feet.

‘Don’t forget to pack your school uniform,’ he’d reminded her for the third time.

‘For goodness sake Pete, I packed it already, now let me get on with it.’

‘Ok, sorry,’ he went back into the lounge to watch the news on the television.

Next day they were up early as it was about five hours drive by car.

‘Right my sweet, are we ready for off?’ Pete stood near the door, the car keys jangling from his hand.

‘In five minutes yes,’ she answered. ‘I just need the loo again. Is everything in the car?’

‘Yep, all we need now is you.’

They had treated themselves to a Sat Nav. Pete keyed in their home Post Code.

‘Merrilee my sweet, what’s the Post Code for Gorselee Farm?’

‘Just a minute,’ she rummaged in her handbag, bringing out a crumpled piece of paper that she tried to smooth out with her hand. ‘Ready, here it is. WBY7 1PS, errrr! It’s a bit smudged, not sure if it’s a 1 or an I’

‘Let me see,’ impatiently Pete snatched the paper out of her hand and peered at it. ‘For goodness sake, it’s too smudged to be sure. I’ll put in I but if it’s wrong lady, you’re going to arrive at Gorselee with a very sore bottom.’

‘Promises, promises,’ she giggled.

Two hours later, Pete stopped the car. They were going through a sleepy little village. As it was Wednesday, the shops were half day closing.

‘Come on my sweet let’s stretch our legs a bit.’ Pete had come round to her side of the car – opening the door, he hauled her out.

‘Aren’t we lucky, it’s a lovely day for October? He said, putting his arm around her shoulder, ‘let’s stroll down here.’

They were on a quiet country road. As they walked along, his hand was rubbing her bottom. The circular movement of his hand made her dress ride up, revealing a bottom covered with a skimpy piece of black material.

The sound of a car engine behind them made them both jump apart. As the car went very slowly past them, they could see the driver looking back at them, with a big grin on his face.

‘Did you see his face?’ Merrilee squealed.

‘I wonder who’ll believe him when he tells what he just saw. Guess what my sweet? I’m feeling randy.’

‘That’s not like you,’ she giggled, moving away from him.

‘Come here brat, I’m going to have to spank you – flaunting yourself in public like that.’ Holding on to her wrist, he led her to the side of the road,

‘Now look at that, a nice handy bench.’

Sitting down on it, he pulled her over his knee. ‘Stoppit,’ she squealed. ‘Someone might see us.’

‘And since when did that bother you my sweet?’ Raising his right arm, he brought his large hand down in the dead centre of her bottom.

Pushing her dress up her back, he again brought his hand down on her upturned partially knickered bottom. ‘Do you know, I don’t think you can feel it?’ He yanked her knickers down to mid thigh.

Slaaaaaaaaaappppppppp! The sound of a hand meeting bare flesh rang out, followed by a shrill screech.

‘You lousy rotten sod, that hurt,’ she wriggled violently over his knee.

‘Go on my sweet, wriggle away, you know how it turns me on.’ Giving her another half dozen spanks, he then rested his hand on her hot quivering bottom. ‘That’s better,’ he said, admiring his handiwork. ‘Can’t have you arriving at Gorselee with a lily white bottom, can we?’

‘Piss off,’

‘Oh my sweet, seems you want some more, I’m always ready to oblige.’ Raising his right arm, he brought his hand down on her bottom another twelve times.

Helping her to her feet, he said, ‘Come on let’s get back on the road. ‘We’ll stop for a snack as soon as we find a café.’

In the next village, they found a little olde worlde coffee shop where they had beans on toast followed by a milk shake.

Getting back into the car, ‘We should be there in about two hours,’ said Pete glancing at his watch.

As they approached Gorselee, they were being directed by the Sat Nav to turn right in 300 yards. Pete followed instructions. The voice told them at the next roundabout to take the third exit – and then – you have reached your destination.

Merrilee looked around in bewilderment. ‘Where are we?’

‘Haven’t a clue,’ Pete said with a sigh. ‘Perhaps that Post Code was wrong after all.’

‘Oops!’

‘Remember what I told you would happen? He asked. ‘But let’s get back on track, it’ll be dark soon, I’ll sort you later lady.’