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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.
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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?
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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.
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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.
Merrilee Meets Santa and Trouble – Part Eight
Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009The story so far:
Father Christmas had been hand spanking Merrilee in the belief that it might help her to work harder, because compared to Mother Christmas she didn’t get through anything like the number of sacks that Mother Christmas usually got through.
She was still dangling over Father Christmas’s knee but he had stopped spanking her and she thought her spanking was over however she was wrong.
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Father Christmas pulled his belt out of it loops and started swinging his right arm. Merrilee’s already sore red bottom became even sorer and redder.
She lost count of the number of times the belt made contact with her bottom; it seemed to go on forever.
Then he tossed aside the belt and finished her spanking with his hand.
Pulling her to her feet he said, ‘Right I must go and make sure everything is ready.’
He went down to the Reindeer Stable to check that the reindeer were fed and watered, ready for their long night of deliveries.
‘Dasher, Prancer, Dancer, Vixen, Comet, Donner, Blitzien, Cupid,’ he called out. ‘Are you all ready?’
As he called each name, the reindeer would shout, ‘Here Father Christmas.’
‘Rudolph, is Rudolph here?’
‘He went down to the battery shop, he needed a new battery for his nose,’ said Dancer helpfully.
‘Good, good,’ said Father Christmas absentmindedly.
As it became dark, it was all hustle and bustle. Father Christmas loaded his sleigh.
Eventually, all was ready.
‘Thanks for your help Merrilee and Pete,’ he shouted. ‘I couldn’t have managed without you two. I’ll be back in the morning. Night night.’
And he set off – delivering toys to the girls and boys all over the world.
Then, with sleigh bells ringing – he was gone.
Merrilee and Pete were alone together, for the first time for two weeks.
‘Well, my sweet, what shall we do with ourselves?’
‘Who are you?’ she asked. ‘Do I know you?’
‘Maybe this will remind you.’ Dragging her over to the couch, he sat down on it, pulling her over his knee.
Baring her bottom, he looked down at the delicacy spread out before him. Raising his right arm, he brought his large hand down on her right cheek – quickly followed by a spank to her left cheek. ‘Have you still got amnesia my sweet?’
She wriggled over his knee, struggling to break free. ‘Let me go you lousy rotten swine.’
‘Ah, you’ve missed me,’ he laughed, beating a rapid tattoo on her upturned bottom.
She could feel her nipples stiffening, her pussy flooding and her clit starting to throb. ‘Nah, still no idea who you are,’ she said.
‘In that case you won’t remember how being spanked turns you on big time, so I might as well stop.’
‘Don’t you dare,’ she hissed.
It was getting light; Merrilee and Pete were awakened by the sound of sleigh bells. Then there was a loud crash as the front door was roughly pushed open.
‘Merrilee, where are you?’ boomed Father Christmas.
Why is Father Christmas so angry?
To be continued ……
Merrilee Meets Santa and Trouble – Part Seven
Monday, December 21st, 2009The story so far:
Pete had caned Merrilee. But Father Christmas had warned Pete that there was work to do as Christmas Eve was almost upon them. He told Pete that if he didn’t get back to work in ten minutes – he might be the one getting the cane.
Merrilee mischievously offered to give Pete’s bulging cock some TLC – knowing that it would make him late.
She had pulled Pete’s throbbing cock out of his trousers and was kneeling between his legs, she opened her mouth wide and took as much of his cock into it.
It was at that point that a very cross Father Christmas came back, telling Pete he’d had twenty minutes not ten.
Poor Pete jumped at the sound of Father Christmas’s voice and his swollen cock deflated.
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Merrilee Meets Santa and Trouble – Part Six
Sunday, December 20th, 2009The story so far:
Merrilee was in a most unusual position for her – lying over Pete’s knee having her bare bottom spanked.
Father Christmas became impatient with Pete and reminded him that there was still a lot of work to do – as Christmas Eve was almost here.
He handed Pete something and suggested he try it.
What has he given to Pete?
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Merrilee Meets Santa and Trouble – Part Five
Saturday, December 19th, 2009The story so far:
Merrilee has accepted the position of secretary to Father Christmas. Pete her husband has taken time off work so that he could also help. He is going to be an elf and help with the toymaking.
As Merrilee had never been spanked by an elf before, she quite fancied the idea – so she was very cheeky to Pete. But, Pete couldn’t wait for his elf outfit, and decided to give her an immediate session over his knee.
Father Christmas left Pete to it, while he went to check up about Pete’s elf outfit.
Sticking her tongue out at Pete – Merrilee ran across the office and squeezed herself into a small space behind the filing cabinet.
Pete strode purposely towards her……
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‘Merrilee my sweet, you’ve got yourself into a bit of a pickle haven’t you?’
‘What do you mean?’ she asked.
‘How are you planning to escape – or are you to disappear and re – appear like Father Christmas does?’
‘Yes, I’m going to do a disappearing act,’ she told him. ‘Now, close your eyes and no peeking. Count out loud up to one hundred.’
He stood only inches away from the filing cabinet with his cheeky young wife squeezed in behind it.
‘Go on then,’ he said, ‘this I’d like to see.’
‘How can you see with your eyes closed?’
He closed his eyes obediently.
Merrilee prayed that the door behind the cabinet wasn’t locked. To her relief, the knob turned silently and she pushed the door, but it wouldn’t budge.
‘Try pulling it Merrilee,’ Father Christmas had come back with Pete’s elf outfit over his arm.
At the sound of Father Christmas’s voice, Pete opened his eyes and took in the scene of Merrilee trying to pull the door open.
‘I’m not too impressed with your magical powers Merrilee,’ he laughed.
‘Sod off,’ she answered.
‘Merrilee, you’re hardly in a position to say things like that to me, are you?’
‘Sod off, sod off, sod off,’ she chanted. She realised her receiving a very sore bottom was imminent.
Pete had no trouble moving the filing cabinet away from the wall. However, Merrilee was quick to seize the opportunity and pull the door towards her. But as she stepped backwards to allow the door to open – Pete also moved quickly and grabbed her by her hair.
‘Where did you think you were going My Sweet?
‘Ouch! Let go of my hair.’
He tugged on it. ‘It will only hurt if you resist,’ he said. ‘Now come on like a good little girl.’
‘You lousy rotten swine,’ she said, ‘let me go,’ she crouched down.
Pete was still holding onto her hair, so he pulled her to her feet.
‘Come on Merrilee, I’m only going to put you over my knee, bare your bottom and give you a sound spanking.’
‘Huh!’
Pulling her out from behind the cabinet, he propelled her across the room, turning a chair around to face the room; he sat down on it and put her wriggling and squealing over his knee.
Flipping her short skirt up to reveal her still reddened cheeks, showing through her flimsy black nylon see through knickers – from the last spanking she had received, he wasted no time in pulling her panties down to her knees.
Lifting his right arm, he brought his big hand down on her quivering right bottom cheek, quickly followed by a spank to her left cheek.
‘Please, not so hard,’ she pleaded.
‘Oh dear, is it hurting then?’ he asked.
‘You know bloody well it is,’ she retorted.
‘Watch that mouth young lady,’ he said. ‘As long as you keep on swearing at me, I’ll keep on spanking you.’
‘It’s the pain that makes me swear at you – honestly,’ she answered.
‘Awwww!’ he said sympathetically. ‘How’s this then?’ He raised his arm to shoulder height and brought it down at speed – stopping a fraction of an inch from her bottom and very gently let his hand make contact with her bottom.
‘Ahhh! That’s better,’ she said with a happy sigh.
Father Christmas who had been watching the proceedings, broke in impatiently, ‘Come on man, get on with it, we’ve got work to do. Here try this.’
‘Thanks Father Christmas,’ Pete said
What has Father Christmas given to Pete?
To be continued ……
Merrilee Meets Santa and Trouble – Part Four
Friday, December 18th, 2009The story so far:
Merrilee is at the North Pole – about to be interviewed for the position of Secretary to Father Christmas.
She has already been spanked for poor timekeeping.
Now she is ten minutes late – deliberately. Is she going to end up with a sore bottom again, as she hopes?
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Merrilee Meets Santa and Trouble – Part Three
Thursday, December 17th, 2009The Story So Far:
Merrilee has arrived at the North Pole and the Man in Red turns out to be Father Christmas.
She is ten minutes late for the evening meal. Father Christmas is annoyed with her as he likes punctuality and tells her she will be spanked after the meal.
Sat in her room waiting for Father Christmas to come and spank he and she is very surprised when Pete her husband comes in. He tells her off for being disrespectful to Father Christmas and gives her a hard spanking.
After the spanking she was turned on and badly needed relief – but it didn’t come.
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