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Tuesday, March 9th, 2010The Story So Far:
Merrilee and Pete had settled in at Gorselee Farm.
The next day, most of the other guests had gone into Gorselee Village despite it being wet and windy. But they decided to stay in and play in their room. Merrilee had left her bag in the lounge and went to retrieve it.
She was gone quite a while – when Pete heard the unmistakeable sound of hand making contact with a bare bottom. He goes to investigate.
Merrilee was lying over Bill’s knee, skirt up and knickers down.
Bill apologised to Pete, but was told to carry on.
Now read on ……
‘Look, why don’t we go to our room and have some fun,’ Pete suggested.
‘Great,’ Bill stood up, allowing Merrilee to slide off his knee on to the carpet.
‘Right brat, pick up your knickers and hand them to me,’ said Pete.
‘And hold your skirt up, we want to see your red bum,’ ordered Bill.
‘Ye gods! What’s this, a double act?’ she asked.
‘Bedroom now,’ Pete said sternly, giving her exposed bottom a slap.
‘Come here Merry Brat,’ said Bill.
She moved towards him. He spun her round, giving her bottom a resounding slap.
In the bedroom, Pete pulled her over his knee and spanked her already bare bottom.
‘Ok Bill, your turn,’ Pete helped Merrilee to her feet.
Bill caught hold of her wrist and pulled her down over his knee.
She squirmed about – her reddened bottom was becoming visibly redder with every spank she received.
‘You’re another lousy swine,’ she told Bill.
‘Merrilee, that’s no way to talk to Bill, apologise this minute.’
‘Shan’t,’ she said defiantly. You’re both lousy rotten swine.’
‘You’re wearing a nice looking belt Bill, feel free to use it.’
‘Good idea, thanks mate.’ Bill started removing his belt slowly from its loops.
The sound of the dinner gong startled them. No one had realised how quickly the time had passed.
‘What a shame, I was just getting started,’ said Bill.
‘Maybe we can continue tomorrow if you like,’ said Pete. ‘You happy with that idea sweet one?’
‘You bet,’ said Merrilee eagerly. ‘Bill, do you think Naughty Lady would like to join us too?’
‘I can’t speak for her, but I will speak to her about it.’
Bill hurried back to his room, leaving Merrilee and Pete to get ready for the meal.
After the meal, everybody went back to his or her respective rooms to prepare for the evenings play session.
Merrilee had spread out on the bed a black mini skirt, white blouse, white knee length socks, black shoes, navy blue knickers and a striped tie.
To finish off, she tied her long auburn hair into two bunches.
Pete watched her transform herself into a cheeky schoolgirl.
‘No matter how many times I’ve seen you in your schoolgirl uniform, I still get turned on by it,’ he said.
She pulled a face – sticking her tongue out at him.
Running out of the bedroom into the lounge, Pete chased after her.
There was a cheer from the other people, when he caught up with her. Sitting down on a straight backed chair, he pulled her down over his knee.
‘Go on Pete, give her what for,’ shouted Chris.
‘Yer need some help?’ asked George.
‘Thanks gentlemen, I can manage right now. Maybe later, you can have a go.’
Pete raised his right arm, quickly bringing his big hand down on top of her skirt half a dozen times, he then bunched it up round her waist, revealing her navy blue knickers, he then slowly gave her a dozen hard slaps on them.
He had his fingers hooked into the waistband of her knickers – slowly he was pulling them down to show off her already well spanked bottom.
The door of the playroom opened.
Standing in the doorway was a couple. She too was wearing a schoolgirl uniform, her short auburn hair covered by a straw boater.
Delia stepped forward. ‘Hey folks, come on, make Mature Couple feel at home.’
Pete had frozen. Merrilee’s knickers were part way off her bottom. Merrilee, wondering why he’d stopped so suddenly – looked up.
‘Grandma,’ she squealed.
‘Merrilee.’
The older and the younger woman stared in horror at each other – then burst out laughing.
ENDS
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Monday, March 1st, 2010It had been a really long week at school and by the time school got over on Friday. I was ready for the weekend cause I knew that my Dad was out of town and it was only going to be Olivia and me at home till Sunday afternoon.
When I walked into the kitchen after I got home, I saw the note from Dad that read, ‘You two behave this weekend and I’ll see you both on Sunday afternoon. I expect chores to be done on time and NO parties. Christa you better listen to your older sister this weekend, because she is in charge.’ I put the note down and sighed,
Merrilee, Pete and the Mature Couple – Part 7
Tuesday, February 16th, 2010The Story So Far:
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 ……
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Merrilee, Pete and the Mature Couple – Part 6
Friday, February 12th, 2010The Story So Far:
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.
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Merrilee, Pete and the Mature Couple – Part Five
Wednesday, February 10th, 2010The Story So Far ……
Merrilee had told Pete about going to Gorselee Farm to spend four days there playing at their favourite sport – spanking.
Merrilee had given some cheek to Pete – so she had locked herself in the bathroom.
Is she going to spend the rest of her life there?.
Now Read On ……
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Merrilee, Pete and the Mature Couple – Part Four
Wednesday, February 10th, 2010The Story So Far ……
After spanking and caning Merrilee – Pete ended her punishment by using the belt. The belt always aroused her and Pete rammed his stiff cock into her from behind.
They were in the kissing and cuddling stage, when Pete asked her what had got her so excited earlier.
What was it that got her so excited?
Now Read On ……
‘Oh yes,’ she scrambled off his knee and moved towards the computer. Clicking on the mouse, the screen saver disappeared – and there was the Spanking Swingers website.
‘See darling, remember how we have talked about going to Gorselee Farm, now we can.’
‘Whoa!’ Pete interrupted her. ‘When is it? How much is it?’
‘Look,’ she pointed to the screen. ‘It’s in October – midweek, Wednesday to Saturday.’
‘But my Accountancy Exams are in October.’ He peered at the computer screen. ‘Oh that’s ok; my exams are all over by then.’
‘I know, isn’t it fantastic?’ she flung her arms around him. ‘And the cost is practically nothing, £60 each for the four days.’
‘But I haven’t made allowances for this expense, in our budget.’
‘Come on sweetheart, do stop being an accountant for once,’ she coaxed him.
‘You’re right my sweet, we deserve a break,’ he agreed. ‘So what do we do now?’
‘Well it always gets filled up very quickly, so we’d better send Delia a PM showing our interest.’
‘Right, I’ll leave it to you,’ he said. ‘I take it you’ll sort it immediately.’
‘But of course, don’t I always?’
‘Yes you do.’ Kissing the top of her head, he said, ‘Right I must be off to see Mr Collins.’
‘Fine, I’ll probably be in bed when you get home.’
‘Make sure you do send that PM to Delia, he said with a grin. ‘I would just hate to have to spank you again, if you forget to do it.’
She laughed, ‘Sure, and as I hate being spanked, I won’t forget.’
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Merrilee, Pete and the Mature Couple – Part Three
Monday, February 8th, 2010The Story So Far ……
Pete was giving Merrilee a threatened spanking. When he asked her if she was enjoying herself – she told him to piss off. It was then Pete said he thought it might be a good time to cane her.
Now Read On ……
Pete pushed Merrilee off his knee, so that she landed on all fours on the lounge carpet. ‘Don’t go way,’ he said, ‘I’m just going to get the cane.’
‘No, please don’t Pete,’ she pleaded, ‘I promise I won’t swear at you again.’
‘Merrilee my sweet, how many times have you promised that?’
‘I know, but I really mean it this time.’
‘Sorry, but it’s the cane for you my sweet.’
He left the room.
Merrilee scrambled to her feet, pulling up her knickers over her sore bottom. Looking round frantically for somewhere to hide – but there was nowhere.
Pete returned with the thin cane. He swished it through the air, it made a whirring sound that made Merrilee shiver.
‘Right my sweet, I want you to lean over the table and hold onto it at the far edge.’
‘I thought you loved me,’ she said.
‘Oh I do my sweet, but I believe a session with the cane is essential.’
Taking hold of her arm, he pushed her down over the table. Flipping up her skirt, he saw her knicker covered bottom. ‘Did I tell you to pull your knickers up?’ He asked.
‘No, it was all my own idea,’ she answered cheekily.
‘You’re getting lippy again Merrilee my sweet.’ I was going to give you six strokes, but because you can’t keep your mouth shut, it’s now gone up to nine.’
‘Pete, please,’
‘Please what? Do you want me to make it twelve strokes?’
‘Piss o……… ‘She clamped her hand over her own mouth.
‘You just can’t help yourself can you Merrilee?’
‘I’m sorry darling honest I am,’
‘Of course you are, and you’re going to be even sorrier.’
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Merrilee, Pete and the Mature Couple – Part Two
Saturday, February 6th, 2010The Story So Far ……
Merrilee had seen something on the computer and was so excited about it, she screamed for Pete to come and see it. He came running into the room, scared because he thought she had hurt herself.
He threatens her with a spanking for giving him such a fright and tells her to remind him later.
But they both forget about his threat, as they become sexually aroused and end up in the bedroom for a bit of slap and tickle.
After tea, Pete says he has something for her; she follows him into the lounge wondering what he has for her.
When he reminds her that he owes her a spanking, she backs away from him. He threatens her with more than a spanking if he has to chase after her. What can he mean?
Now Read On ……
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Merrilee, Pete and the Mature Couple – Part One
Tuesday, January 5th, 2010‘Petelllllllllll, here quick,’ Merrilee squealed.
‘What – what’s the matter?’ Pete rushed into the lounge, looking worried.
‘It’s here, it’s here, look,’ she pointed excitedly at the computer screen.
‘Merrilee you scared me, I thought you were hurt, so maybe I should hurt you.’ Pete came up behind her. ‘It’s going to be a spanking for you my sweet, please remind me in a few minutes.’
‘Of course I will darling,’ she promised with a giggle.
‘Good girl,’ he said, putting his arms around her, and kissing the nape of her neck – while his fingers moved slowly down from her shoulders, heading southwards until they were inside the cups of her bra.
She leaned back against him. Her nipples had grown hard at his touch. And she could feel her pussy juicing up and her clit was beginning to throb.
Removing his hands from her breasts, he unclipped her bra. Then he pulled her top up and over her head. She slipped her arms out of her bra, leaving her pert breasts free, and her pink nipples standing out like organ stops.
Pete spun the swivel chair round. Getting down on his knees he put his mouth over her right nipple – sucking and gently biting on it – while his fingers made their way down her flat belly. His wandering hands gripped the hem of her short skirt, pulling it up, and his knuckles gently grazed the inside of her thighs as his middle finger pulled aside her knicker leg and found her hardened clit.
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Merrilee Meets Santa and Trouble – Part Nine
Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009The story so far:
Father Christmas had left to deliver toys to girls and boys all over the world.
When Merrilee and Pete found themselves alone for the first time in over two weeks, she pretended to have amnesia, so Pete spanked her in order to jog her memory.
Next morning, Merrilee and Pete were awakened suddenly by the sound of the front door crashing open
Father Christmas’s voice boomed through the house, ‘Merrilee where are you?’
Merrilee wondered why he was so angry.
Now Read On ……
Merrilee hurriedly pulled on some clothes and went out of the bedroom to see why Father Christmas was shouting.
‘What’s the matter Father Christmas?’
‘What’s the matter, what’s the matter?’ he roared. ‘I’ve got thousands of children all over the world crying – because they’ve not received any toys.’
‘Oh dear, what a terrible shame,’ Merrilee said. ‘But, what’s it got to do with me?’
‘One of my elves told me he’d seen thousands of unopened sacks of letters in the cellar,’ Father Christmas told her. Sitting down on the telephone seat in the hall, he grabbed her arm and pulled her down over his knee. ‘It’s no wonder you got through so many sacks.’
He was in no mood for listening to her protests. Flipping up her dress he saw she had a bare bottom. In her haste to get dressed, she’d forgotten to put her knickers on.
Taking a firm hold of her, he started to spank her. He was angry and he vented his anger on poor Merrilee’s bottom. She squealed, she wriggled, she squirmed, but there was no escape. His hard hand kept on spanking her even more reddening bottom.
After what felt like hours he began to spank her more slowly, until he eventually stopped and pushed her off his knee, she landed on all fours on the hall carpet.
He stomped off.
‘Father Christmas,’ Merrilee called after him, her voice wavering and with tears streaming down her face. ‘Honestly, I don’t know anything about sacks of letters in the cellar.’
‘Well, how did they get there?’ Father Christmas turned back. ‘Did they walk there?
‘I don’t know,’ she answered. ‘Please can I see these sacks?’
The cellar was very big. Stacked in a corner were thousands of sacks. ‘Can we open a sack? She asked.
‘Ok,’ he said. ‘Take your pick.’
She opened a sack at random. Pulling out a letter, she read it aloud. ‘Dear Father Christmas, I’m eight and would like a doll please. Love Jean xxx’
Another letter was from Steve, he wanted a cowboy outfit.
Merrilee read another half dozen similar letters. She then went back to read the first letters she’d opened. ‘Father Christmas,’ she said, ‘look at the date – 1892.’
Another sack was opened and the date on the letters was 1906.
‘Let’s ask Pete to come and help,’ she suggested. ‘We need to find the sack with the year 2010 letters in it.’
It took the three of them three hours to find the right sacks.
‘Merrilee my dear, I owe you an apology,’ said Father Christmas. ‘I thought you were being lazy, but it was Mother Christmas all these years. No wonder she got through so many sacks.’
‘It’s all right Father Christmas,’ said Merrilee. ‘Is it too late for you to go out again?’
‘No it’s not too late; half the world has only just gone to bed.’
As Father Christmas set off again, he waved to Merrilee and Pete, ‘thanks for your help you two. When I get back we’ll have Christmas Dinner.’
Pete looked down at his wife, ‘Merrilee Christmas my sweet, it’s now time for your Christmas spanking.’
‘You’ll have to catch me first,’ she laughed, running into the bedroom and slamming the door shut.
Pete came into the bedroom through another door and moved swiftly towards her. Had naughty Merrilee forgotten about that door?
Moments later, lying over his knee, her nose only inches from the carpet, her bare bottom was quivering as he raised his right arm, and settled down to give his wife a long leisurely sensuous spanking.
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