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Photoshoot debauchery continued: virginity checking & spanking

Donny said he never had fantasies like mine and never about spanking because he’d done it, though he’d never been spanked. I freaked out in my head.

“What? You’re into spanking! No way!” I went, “I don’t meet anyone into it ever, then in just a few months I do! This other photographer was into it too.”

We talked a bit about spanking and he asked if I’d ever been spanked or spankeed a guy. I was guzzling the Lucozade and absolutely delighted because I knew what was coming, what I’d made happen.

“Let’s get some spanking shots in,” Donny said, and we tried to figure out what to spank me with. He went off to get two plastic hairbrushes; one belonged to an ex.  Then he took a photo of me bent over the sofa, before slowly pulling the brush back and swatting me with it. It was painful and the pleasure was as intense as it was immediate. He did it a few more times, then I suggested we do OTK on the sofa, and that is what we did. “[Kalika] is your real name?” he asked, just before he spanked me. (I model under a fake name). And it was sheer bliss.

I had just told him about selling virginity and the blog – something I’d been telling myself not to reveal, to protect anonymity. After spanking me, and some chat about virginity and the corona being mistaken for the ‘hymen’ (which is fictional) for 500 years, he goes, “Want me to check?” I laid on the floor and he started pressing the bit next to my inner labia, and sometimes it hurt. I said he wasn’t even checking, he was just having a good time. He said he couldn’t see any opening and it was all completely closed with no way in.I felt relieved, because I was able to find my vagina aged 12 and 13 but I can’t find it now; but this meant that I wasn’t the only one who couldn’t find it. It must have sealed as I hit puberty. Donny seemed to think I didn’t have one, but I said I had periods so I must do; anyway I had one aged 9-13. He couldn’t believe how closed off it was and asked to take a photo (he wasn’t going to post any of these online, or indeed any pics before asking me first. Most of his photos never get put online at all; it’s his hobby and he just keeps them while only posting a few. Obviously, close-ups of vaginas could never be posted on non-porn sites, anyway.)

I looked at the photo, intriuged. I couldn’t see anything there; it was featureless; a slightly yellow-toned seal with a slight bump. I realized it was pretty cool. I also realized that I was looking at the thing that women had been – were being – killed or disowned for. Which is something I don’t really write about much because my words will be pretty much useless. And I felt terribly privileged then, to have been born where I could look at it and know it was worthless to me, to be able to sell it. And without fear.

I was happy about how pretty it was. Donny was all like, “Wow, a spanking and then checking for virginity! I haven’t had a girl over in a long time, and now suddenly, wow! I thought this was going to be a boring weekend.”

I don’t remember how exactly we got to this point, but he got a knife from the kitchen and let me put it to his neck for a couple of minutes. It wasn’t working for me, though so he asked if he could do it to me. I thought I’d be scared, but I wasn’t. Instead my breathing quickened as if in the throes of sex and I got wood. Interestingly, I can tell if I’m stiff easier than I can tell if I’m wet. I dunno if this is universal among women.

And then I was lying on the sofa and he came over me, the knife to my throat as he lay on top of me and it was great! I didn’t feel scared at all. Then he was standing up and I was rubbing the knife against his crotch, and then giggling because he was wearing these Fred Flintstones ‘bed rockin” underwear; he said he hadn’t expected anyone to see it. Ha. Then I was pulling them down, examing him because it was only the third cock I’d seen. Then I gave him a handjob as we sat on the sofa.

It was much more enjoyable than with Roland because I wanted to. With every fibre of my being, I wanted this and it felt so right, so good, so natural. He said he felt like I was doing all the work while he had fun, but I assured him that wasn’t true, and continued jerking him, trying to make him splurge all over the place. It was so fun! So right! I also got to fiddle about with and examine his foreskin, and I suspect that the foreskin is a remnant of a biology similar to a dog’s, when the penis comes out like a lipstick. A lot of mammals are like this. So that is my evolutionary biology theory about foreskins.

Donny suggested I stay over and we could go out for drinks. “And don’t worry, your virginity is safe with me,” he added, and I giggled – it was so funny! Just such a funny thing to say, and of course nonsensical, because the only way I’d lose it would be if I suddenly decided I didn’t want the remaing 6k, or if Donny was a rapist, something he obviously wasn’t because he’d had plenty of opportunities. He also recieved and made a couple of calls – he’s self-emplyed fixing both hardware and software. It was about 5:30; I waited till 6 to call my mum, saying I’d met up with Kathy after the shoot and we were going clubbing so I was staying at her place. I’ve stayed over at Kathy’s before – last time a couple of weeks ago, so it was believable.

Donny said I sounded very real and believable on the phone. I’m great t lying, so yeah, I probably did. Also, I wasn’t under a lot of pressure as my only reason for lying is my liking of privacy; there was no reason to keep it a secret from her, I just don’t think she’d be that interested or want to know, and I like privacy in unimportant matters like this.

I was snickering about my former worries over Donny potentially being a murder and my mum telling me to give her Donny’s number in case he was a rapist/murderer; yet now I’d let him put a knife to my throat and wanted sexytime. “Yeah, ‘I should be so lucky’!” Donny laughed; “I mean that in the best possible way.”

 

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Jilly: a tale from the village (FF/f)

A short, fun story. Not a great literary piece, just quick and sweet.

Jillian, a redheaded American, was sixteen years old and had just moved into the Village (which comprised one main street, at the end of which were a small zoo and fields, and at the beginning, off to either side were a lot of council houses. Nearly everyone was on the dole.) She had moved with her mom Jennifer (known as Jenny) and her mom’s new boyfriend, Chuck. Jillian was usually called Jilly. Within a few weeks of starting school, Jilly befriended a mischievous girl in her year, 15 year old Nadia, who liked stealing and bullying. Together with their friend Sarah they devised a plan to get Alice (Ally) diapered and spanked even more than she already was. Ally’s dad Bertrand and mother Amanda, as well as her aunt Rayna usually did this to her. She also has a brother, eighteen year old Alex. This is what happened when Jenny found out what Jilly did:

Jilly’s mommy promptly turned her daughter over her knee. She knew more than anyone just how much Jilly needed a few firm swats to her naughty behind, and her brush was just perfect for the job. She was confident that Jilly would be shocked to find out exactly what a good old fashioned bottom warming felt like. This would be a demonstration of a good hard spanking. It would be an education for Jilly’s bottom.
She raised the hairbrush. She brought it crashing down on the middle of Jilly’s upturned butt, and Jilly yelped. It was the first time her daughter’s bottom had been turned over her knee. She raised the brush again and smacked it down on the quivering bum. Jilly screamed. Jenny delivered a series of swats to Jilly’s behind, making sure that the 25 spanks were very firmly applied. Then she lifted up Jilly’s floral print dress and gave the squirming girl another 25 over her pink panties. Jilly was sobbing and crying as Jenny pulled down her panties, revealing a rosy red bottom.
“Mommy!” Jilly wailed. Jenny spanked her daughter very soundly indeed. She was giving her baby a blistered ass because Jilly needed her bottom spanked, and she needed it spanked hard and good. Jenny gave each smack with precision, turning Jilly’s trembling rear end scarlet.
“Oh mommy! Mommy! Please! Stop spanking meeeeee! I’ll never be bad again!” Jilly howled. But Jenny was intent on building a fire in her ass that she wouldn’t soon forget. Jenny was paying special attention to where her daughter sat, because sure as hell Jilly was not going to be sitting down anytime soon. Jenny was gonna roast her rear end for her. She smacked Jilly’s backside as hard as she could, now concentrating again on the centre of her strawberry red butt.
“Please Mommy, I’ll be good! I promise!” sobbed Jilly.
“Oh, you will,” smiled Jenny, as she peppered her daughter’s bumcheeks with firm whacks, “I’m sure you will be good, at least until you can sit.” She gave several short, sharp whacks to Jilly’s seat.

“And the one thing you won’t be doing for a while is sitting.” She sped up the rhythm, thrashing the naughtiness out of the girl’s reddening sit spot, “Not for a long, long while.” Jilly was bawling as the brush made its marks on her swelling bottom. The oval bruises were purple and swollen against the dark red of Jilly’s chastised butt.
“Aaaahhh! Owwwww!” Jilly shrieked, kicking her legs up and down and squirming on her mom’s lap. Jenny held her pinned there tightly, though Jilly was now bucking and screaming, hissing with pain as her mommy soundly punished her naughty butt. Mommy’s hairbrush was whacking her ass so hard, meting out the punishment that Jilly so richly deserved. Finally, Jenny tossed the brush onto the bookshelf and spanked Jilly’s bared bum with her hand. She spanked hard and fast, causing the chastised teen to cry out in pain. When mommy’s handprints were all over Jilly’s ass, Jenny took a slipper to Jilly’s hiney, slapping it hard on her daughter’s hot bum.
“Ally had a slipper to her backside,” she said conversationally. “I wonder what it felt like? Maybe it felt a bit like how you’re feeling now? Or maybe a little more painful, like this? Or perhaps even-” Jenny gave Jilly’s throbbing buns the hardest smack she could manage – “like THIS?”
“AAAAAGHHH!” Jilly screamed, head thrown back as tears coursed down her pretty face. “My butt! Mommy, my butt!”
Jenny slippered Jilly’s hiney till it was red hot, a hot red sun blazing where she used to be able to sit. Eventually, after the slipper had kissed the teenager’s throbbing ass for two more minutes, Jenny stopped slippering her bawling daughter and gave her swollen bottom a gentle hand spanking.

Jenny surveyed Jilly’s fire-engine red butt. She’d spanked her good and proper. This was one girl who knew she’d been spanked. Then she pulled Jilly’s panties up, swatting her a few times on the back of her panties. Finally the dress came down and a few more gentle smacks were given to the humiliated girl. Jilly was hysterical, bawling like a baby, then she just lay exhausted over mommy’s lap. Jenny stroked her hair as she cried. Then Jilly reached back and cupped her sore ass. She had been transformed into a bawling, scarlet-bottomed little girl. Jilly clasped her red bumcheeks and howled. Her little bummy was on fire.

Jilly slowly and painfully stood up, both hands clasping her well-disciplined hiney. She rubbed and rubbed her burning rear, but it still stung. Mommy had turned her ass into a soundly punished seat. She didn’t feel sixteen, she felt like a little girl who had just been spanked over her mommy’s knee. Jilly cried as she massaged her hot buns.
“I’m sorry, mom,” she sobbed, hanging her head. “I promise I won’t get Alice another spanking, not ever.”

Jenny watched her sixteen year old walk to her bedroom rubbing her backside as she went. She smiled to herself as her hot-bottomed teen tried to sit, then leapt up cradling her sit-spots. That night, Jilly slept on her tummy.
The next day her bum was still feeling very stingy and sore. She had to keep rubbing it. Jilly couldn’t sit down and Jenny saw that her rosy ass was a constant reminder to behave. She had obviously learned a painful lesson over her mommy’s knee.
Dressed in loose jeans, with one hand holding her backside, Jilly arrived at Ally’s door. Ally was wearing a diaper and a little kid’s top; her full diaper stunk. Jilly gulped. Her mom had told her to confess and apologise to Ally. And she had to do what mommy said or she’d get another trip over her mom’s knee. “You get over there and apologise!” Jenny had said, whacking her toasted bottom with the ping pong paddle, “You get over there and tell Ally exactly what your plan was and what you and Nadia did to make everyone spank her! And if you don’t then you’ll get a red ass, you will have one sorry paddled butt!”
Ally took Jilly up to her bedroom where Jilly confessed and Ally broke down in tears, wetting her diaper.
“I can’t believe you did this to me Jilly, I thought you were my only friend now that I have to wear nappies and Aunt Rayna changes me and spanks me in public.”Ally just cried and peed herself.

“I’m sorry,” Jilly sobbed, rubbing her warm backside through her jeans. Ally cried and peed and peed and cried, wet at both ends.

“I’m just a little baby who wets her nappy, I don’t deserve to have friends!”
“That’s true,” Jilly smirked, “But have this, it’s sweets, it’ll make you feel better.” They were really laxatives, and soon after Ally swallowed it, poop spurted into her diaper and her mum Amanda came in and as usual she and Jilly changed Ally.

“Jilly,” said Amana sternly, “I overheard everything on the baby monitor and I know those are laxatives, not sweets. Jenny told me that she spanked your bottom for your plan, but now I’m going to spank you for the laxative trick you just pulled. You are a very naughty young lady and you deserve a good long spanking on your bottom RIGHT NOW.” Jilly gulped, hands covering her tingling behind. Amanda picked a brush off the chest of drawers and thwacked the thick, large wooden hairbrush against her palm.

“I already called your mom. She’s coming over right now to give you a spanking in front of everyone. But she thought I should tan your hide before she gets here.” Horrified, the crying teen backed away, holding her ass.

“Please, please no. Mommy paddled my butt.” Amanda grabbed her arm and steered the shaking girl to the bed. Soon Jilly was lying facedown, trembling as Amanda pulled down her jeans and bared her bottom. Both swollen cheeks were bright blotchy red. Amanda raised the brush high as she could and – smack! Jilly howled; she bawled like a baby as her friend’s mom tanned her behind. Squirming and crying, Jilly endured fifteen more spanks until a familiar voice said, “That’s enough, Amanda.” Jilly looked up to see her mom, her mom was looking down at her as if she felt sorry for her. The poor girl rubbed and squeezed her battered butt; the hard spanking had left her bumcheeks very hot indeed. Jenny and Amanda left Jilly to cry for a while and went downstairs. Ally gave her a few spanks with her hand; Jilly was too tired to protest. She just held her ass as Ally spanked it and prayed that her ordeal was over.
Then Jenny came back into the bedroom and led a red-faced Jilly downstairs. Jenny gave Jilly a very public otk spanking in the living room. It wasn’t a hard spanking but it was very humiliating. Everyone – Amanda, Ally, Ally’s dad Bertrand and her  eighteen year old brother Alex, got to see her red ass bouncing around as mom smacked it with her hand. The chastened teen was given corner time for five minutes, fully aware that every pair of eyes was staring at her red punished derriere, and every penis in the room was pointing in her direction. The shamed girl wasn’t allowed to pull up her pants and jeans as Jenny said her goodbyes to Ally’s family. Alex smirked at her while the mums made chitchat. Then Jenny left the house with Jilly walking very shamefacedly behind her, her jeans pulled up to just below her red bottom, her ass lighting up the neighbourhood. It was a great day for the men and boys in the neighbourhood and a lot of them chatted with Jenny for longer than usual, and looked out of their windows. A couple of schoolkids laughed and pointed; several, mostly boys, took photos on their phones. Sadly for Jilly, a couple of her friends, Lynsey and Nadia, saw her naked red ass. They gave her a smack each to make her jump. Still, that was preferable to the boys who groped her tender ass and furry triangle.
Back at home, Jilly was told to lie on her bed with her butt sticking up; a pillow under her hips ensured that her buns were a good red target. She felt very vulnerable and exposed. Jenny came in brandishing the biggest wooden spoon that Jilly had ever clapped eyes on. Surely her mommy wasn’t going to spank her with that? Not her own mommy! Jenny lifted the spoon.

“But mom!” Jilly pleaded, “I’m sorry – I’m really, really sorry- I promise-”
Jenny took aim and hit the red target squarely in the centre, producing a long howl from the hot-bottomed teenager. Jilly’s hand flew back to protect her stinging backside but Jenny caught it, using the heavy spoon to firmly discipline her now bawling daughter. The spoon felt soooo hot on Jilly’s sore bum, and different from the brush. Jilly had been a bad, bad girl and mom was spanking her naked bottom. She felt very sorry for herself, getting several hard spankings in such a short time. Jenny expertly tanned the now-familiar reddening hiney, planting the spoon firmly on the trembling buns. “Waaaaaahhh!” Jilly wailed, “Mommy-!” but Jenny knew exactly what her naughty butt deserved, and she applied the spoon vigorously to Jilly’s sensitive sit spot.

“Owwwww, mom!” the girl groaned, her toasted tail hotly throbbing. However, Jenny wasn’t  quite finished. Jilly was going to really get it on her ass and she would have a well disciplined bottom by the end of the day. Jenny laid the spoon on Jilly’s backside and Jilly thought that her punishment was over. But when Sarah came round, her best friend Jilly was bent over an armchair, getting it on her bare arse with her mom’s white ladle. Sarah took some quality pictures of a bawling, red-faced, red-bottomed Jilly and the white blur whipping her smarting nether cheeks.
Soon after Sarah had gone, Jilly was observed by passersby standing at the window with her scarlet bottom on display, her babyish, pink frock dress pinned up and lacy panties down. The neighbourhood children found this very interesting, but not as entertaining as their teenage siblings did. A few minutes later, Bertrand, Ally, Amanda and Alex enjoyed a fine view from their windows of a naked Jilly being marched into the garden and spanked over her mom’s knee. The fish slice hurt like hell! Jilly broke free after a while and ran yelping round the garden as Jenny swatted her cherry coloured bum with the steel fish slice.

“Yeah, smack her rear end good!” yelled Alex, “teach her a lesson! Spank that caboose!”

Jilly hopped and danced about as the fish slice whacked her tail, completely exposed. Alex felt his cock grow hard and pulled it out of his underwear. He stroked it gently as he watched Jilly’s poppy butt receive a beating. Ally felt a smirk cross her face even as she urinated in excitement; Jilly was standing by the fence, whimpering and crying hard as her mom punished her behind. The hard thwacks sounded sore and Jilly was jumping every time that fish slice kissed her ass. Then Jenny walked back into the house, leaving Jilly standing there with her freshly spanked cheeks on full display. Ally and Alex very much enjoyed the show and the rosy view. Jilly had her hands on her head and was bawling like a baby who’d just been spanked. Ally delighted in seeing Jill get what she deserved.

The humiliated sixteen year old had to stand for fifteen minutes exhibiting her red-hot butt, jenny’s boyfriend Chuck came out of the house and led the crying, red-tailed naked girl to the picnic bench. He turned Jilly over his lap and spanked her with a wooden spoon. Then, to Alex’s delight and Ally’s amazement, Chuck pushed the spoon’s handle up Jilly’s asshole and began fucking the crying teen with the spoon for a full five minutes. Ally relished the sight of Jilly getting publicly screwed up her spanked ass.
Then Jilly was sent back to the fence to stand with hands on her head and a spoon stuck up her scarlet butt. The spoon felt strange nestled in her pucker. This was going to be a very memorable spanking session indeed for Jilly!

 

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