I arrived home somewhat tipsy and was met my a fuming Deb who proceeded to lecture me on respect or in my case the apparent lack of same. Her final words brought a sense of dread.
“7:30 tomorrow night, Tom. You, the paddle and I will finish this discussion.”
Even when angry at each other, we slept together but few words were spoken and my attempts to cuddle were quickly rebuffed.
The next day, I had a difficult time concentrating on work as I painfully recalled my last discipline spanking over her knee with a hairbrush. I worried that tonight would be much worse as she had mentioned the paddle and that was larger and heavier than the hairbrush.
I sent Deb a text a noon telling her that I was bringing home her favourite take out and that I loved her. Her one word response “Okay” confirmed the fact that I was in deep shit.
I arrived home around 6 pm and set the table for dinner expecting her home in about 30 minutes. At 7 pm when I had not heard from her I started to worry and tried her cell but there was no answer. I kept calling every five minutes and just before 7 30 pm she answered sounding somewhat drawn. Deb explained that she had tripped on a curb and had sprained her wrist which was now bandaged, but was otherwise fine and would be home in 20 minutes.
I made a big fuss over her when she came home and after making sure she was really okay, fixed her a drink and dished up dinner. We chatted normally during dinner and after I washed up she said, “Tom, we have some unfinished business to attend to.”
“Butt -tt Deb," I stammered, “Your right hand is sprained, maybe you should delay sentence until it is properly healed.”
“Nice try, that will be almost a month. Lets see what I can do with my left hand. Go up to the bedroom and strip, I’ll be up shortly.”
Following Deb’s orders, I went to our bedroom and took off all my clothes- folding them neatly on the bed. Deb came in a few minutes holding the dreaded paddle in her left hand. She had me bend over the bed and took up position to begin the paddling. Normally, she would commence any punishment without delay but she was taking her time, scoping out the target.
I sensed her raising the paddle and readied myself for the blow, but when it came it was a fraction of what I had expected. Ten swats later when I had not even groaned in a frustrated tone, Deb said, “This is not having any effect. Lie flat on the bed.”
I did as instructed and Deb raised the paddle high over her head and brought it down with a smack on my butt. This was definitely harder than the proceeding swats but nothing close to what I had experienced before from Deb. As soon as it started, I knew I was making a huge error in judgement but it was to late. I started to laugh and laugh hard almost to the point of tears. The effect was immediate, Deb tossed the paddle on the bed and stormed out without saying a word.
Still naked, I ran out of the room to apologize, but only caught a glimpse of her going through the front door. I waited 5 minutes and then tried her cell but there was no answer. More attempts had the same results. Ninety minutes later my cell rang and the ring tone indicated it was Deb.
“Deb, where are you?”
“Tom, shut up and listen very carefully. I’m at Cindy’s. Be here in 20 minutes and bring the paddle.” The dead air indicated she had already hung up.
Cindy is Deb’s baby sister and at 19 is almost 11 years younger than both Deb and I. She is almost 5’10’’ with long dark hair, smoking hot and very fit. I had fantasized about her on more than one occasion. She has bad luck with guys and is presently not seeing anyone.
I dressed quickly, put the paddle in a gym bag and headed for my car. I had no clue what Deb was up and my only thought she was going to have another crack at my butt. There was no way I was going to get spanked in front of Cindy.
Arriving at Cindy’s house, I knocked on the front door. After a minute or so it was opened by Cindy wearing tight cut off jeans and a low cut blouse showing off her ample boobs. Normally, she would have greeted me with a tight hug, but she just tilted her head to the right and said, “Well, Tommy boy, you sure pissed off my big sister. Guess you better come in.”
Deb was sitting on the couch stone faced and it appeared as it she had been crying. I knew I was in serious trouble.
"Deb, I am so so sorry, can we please go home and discuss this?”
“No Tom, there is nothing to discuss. You are going to receive the mother off all punishments. Hand me the paddle.”
“Deb, get real. You know that you can’t punish me properly in your condition.”
“You’re normally quicker Tom,” she smirked. “I’m not going to punish you, Cindy is!”
“You must be kidding. No way! She a little more than a kid and she your baby sister.”
“Listen up, smart boy. Cindy is well aware of our punishment arrangements and actually adopted them with her last boyfriend. I promise you, she knows how to swing a paddle! Oh, and for the record, I have noticed the way you ogle Cindy. More importantly, Tom, this is NOT an debate. You agree to be punished by Cindy or you and I are going to have serious relationship issues.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means Tom, that we won’t be seeing each other for a while.”
I knew my back was to the wall with no place to go. I was somewhat pissed that Deb discussed our sex life with her little sister but this was not the time to raise it. I nodded and said “Fine, lets get this over with.”
Looking at Cindy, Deb asked “Where do you want to do this, sis”
“The bedroom. Lets go Tom, bring the gym bag.”
Deb took the bag from me as we entered the bedroom and quickly removed the paddle. Handing it to Cindy she said, “he’s all yours!” and went and sat in a lounge chair close to the bed so that she could observe all the action.
Feeling the paddle in her hand, Cindy exclaimed, “Not bad, but if this does not do the trick, I have something that definitely will.”
“Tom, time to get naked” Cindy said as she swished the paddle in the air.
I looked at the two ladies and knowing that they were not about to change their mind, started to remove my clothes. As I stepped out of my slacks, I realized that I had a sizable erection bulging in my underwear and left them on. I guess Cindy did not appreciate the delay and the paddle cracked across my butt; I had not even seen it coming.
“Shit, that hurts,” I bellowed.
“What part of get naked did you not understand?” Cindy growled.
I had my underwear off in less than 2 seconds and stood with my hands in front of my full on boner.
“Hands by your side,” Cindy said firmly.
Cindy approached me and tapping my member with the paddle turned to Deb and asked “Does he get like this every time you punish him?”
“Sometimes, but that ones looks pretty special. Maybe he’s turned on by the thought of you spanking him,” Deb said with a grin.
“Oh really. Tom, do you think this is going to be fun?” Cindy asked as she pushed her face into mine.
“It could be if you and Deb would just chill at bit,” I said with a best boyish grin.