Pete couldn't imagine taking another spanking from her. The last one hurt so badly. Eventually, though, the thirst to be punished came back. He didn't know how to go about asking for another, but he didn't have to. The opportunity presented itself one lazy Saturday afternoon.
As she often did, his neighbor was spending the afternoon sunbathing by her pool in the backyard. Pete knew this was his chance. Throwing his fears aside, he snuck up to her fence and peeked over the top. She was wearing a bikini, lying on her back with her eyes closed.
His eyes followed up and down her perfect curves. He knew he had to somehow get her attention for this to work, but he was torn. Her spanking really hurt last time, and she said it would be worse for him the next time. She'd probably be really mad if she knew he was watching. He thought about kicking the wood or something, but he chickened out. Watching her sunbathe wasn't a bad second option anyway.
He watched her beautiful body as she turned over onto her stomach. Her face turned toward him and stopped with her eyes in his direction. He quickly ducked. Surely, she hadn't seen him.
"Pete? Is that you?" she asked, confused.
Panicking, Pete slipped, trying to dart away. Picking himself up, he ran towards his house. Halfway there, he heard her voice yelling at him, "Get your ass back here!" Freezing in place, he slowly turned to find her glaring at him over the fence. He slinked back towards her, eyes to the ground. "Meet me at the front door!" she ordered angrily. Pete obeyed and hurried himself around her house, his stomach doing jumping jacks.
Her quickness surprised him as she opened the door as soon as he arrived. She was still clothed in only her bathing suit. He looked around awkwardly, unsure of where to let his eyes land until they settled on the wood planks of her deck. She reached out and grabbed his ear and dragged him through her house into her bedroom. She tossed him aside and grabbed her hairbrush off her dresser. That hairbrush brought unpleasant memories back, and he started pleading and begging her to stop. "Pete, I don't want to hear any of it. Take off your clothes. NOW!"
Not daring to disobey, Pete quickly removed his clothes. As soon as he was completely naked, she grabbed his arm and, in one smooth motion, sat on her bed, pulling him over her lap. His penis contacted her smooth thighs, and the sensation was incredibly erotic. Those feelings were abruptly interrupted when her hairbrush came crashing down onto his naked bottom.
He cried out loudly as the brush stung his bare cheeks repeatedly. He immediately squirmed, making her work hard to wrestle him in place while she applied the hairbrush to his bottom as hard as she could. She scolded him with each spank, emphasizing each word with a swat. "I. Can't. Believe. You!! I. Told. You. To. Mind. Your. Own. Fucking. Business." Pete cried out, falling off her lap, trying to get away. "Get back over my lap!" She yanked him back to her as he was scrambling away and leg-locked him in place and continued spanking him relentlessly for several minutes.
"You're gonna learn this time, 'cause we're not done. Stand Up!" she ordered. Pete hurried to his feet obediently, tears streaming down his face. She stood up and grabbed a wooden paddle out of her closet.
"Please, no, I'm so sorry. Please. I can't."
"Bend over the bed," she ordered, ignoring his pleas. Even though Pete was protesting, he obeyed, knowing he needed and wanted this. With his body shaking, he bent over, placing his hands down on her bed, and faced forward with tears running down his cheeks.
"WHAM!" His knees buckled immediately on impact. The paddle took his breath away. "WHAM!" Wheezing, he fell onto the bed, twisting away from the paddle. She seemed content with him on the bed and pinned his body down to it, and continued delivering ferocious swats, "WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!" The onslaught continued endlessly.
Pete howled and fought to escape, but she had the strength and leverage to hold him down while paddling his bare bottom incessantly. She didn't stop until his fight was completely eradicated. Only then did she put the paddle back and allow him to get up. She immediately embraced him, holding his naked body against hers. He sobbed in her arms, contacting his full body to her soft skin. She consoled him, rubbing his back and shoulders.
Her beautiful body and soft touch were having an effect on him, and it wasn't long until she felt his erection pressing into her. She allowed him to rest against her. His size sure was tempting. He looked at her, his eyes pleading. Not wanting to take advantage of the boy in his vulnerable state, she fought against her primal desire. "No, Pete, time to put that away. I can't believe you've already forgotten about your spanking. Do I need to get the paddle out again?"
"No, ma'am," he replied fearfully.
"Then get your clothes on now."
"Yes, ma'am," Pete said as he left her embrace and quickly clothed himself. She sent him home with a very sore bottom and to another heavy masturbation session. She knew if there was a next time, she wouldn't be able to stop herself from indulging him.
