She Tossed The Skirt Story 21
She threw the skirt and top onto her bed, where they joined the increasing pile of clothing she had rejected. She was well aware that she wanted to seem exactly right for him, attractive, certainly, but not cheap at the same time.
Ah, there she is, rummaging through her clothing for the hundredth time. She thought to herself, “I’d completely forgotten I had this.” She placed her feet inside the garment and secured it with buttons along the front. Looking in the full-length mirror, she confirmed that she had made the right decision: she had made the right choice.
The green outfit complemented her eyes nicely, and the contrast between it and her auburn hair was stunning. She was displaying a little cleavage, just enough to be a teaser but not too much to be offensive.
The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly when she started out to go to town.
It wasn’t far, so the walk would be beneficial to her. A low wolf whistle could be heard as she went by a construction site, which she appreciated. A grin appeared on her face as she realized she looked gorgeous.
Normally, she would have been thrilled by this masculine attention – she may even have stopped to flirt – but at this point, she had only one thing on her mind: she was a woman on a mission, and she needed to complete it.
She raised her eyes apprehensively to the darker sky, which had replaced the white fluffy clouds that had been there just a second before. A huge raindrop fell on her nose, followed by a squirt of water.
another, and another, and another
She prayed with the weather gods not to do it now, please, she implored.
Because she couldn’t see any shelter, she had no option but to continue on her journey, hoping that this was only a brief rain.
Individuals in a rush passed her, huddled beneath their umbrellas, paying no notice to the petite auburn-haired young lady who entered ‘The Sex Boutique’ with her hair soaked and dripping wet.
She concluded that she must seem to be a complete wreck. After all of the problems I had getting dressed, I was ready to go. I was determined to present myself in the best possible light.
Except for a handsome hunk who was standing behind the counter, the business was deserted. When Merrilee caught a glimpse of him, she experienced those familiar butterflies in her stomach. The mere image of his placing her over his knee and administering a lengthy, sensual spanking made her bottom throb and her pussy juice well up in anticipation.
But, gosh, there’s not much of a possibility of that happening now, she reasoned. Why was it necessary for it to rain and ruin my plans?
‘Oh! Lovely to see you again, Merrilee,” remarked Joe, the shop’s manager. “It’s good to see you again.” I said, ‘Did you go swimming and forget to bring your towel?’ she replied.
‘No,’ she said emphatically. ‘I went to feed the ducks and ended up in the water.’
When Joe saw Merrilee’s apparent displeasure, he replied, jokingly, ‘There’s no need to be sarcastic any more.’
Now, we obviously can’t have you leaking all over the place at this point. Come into the rear and let us dry you off.” Joe escorted her into a back area behind the storefront.
He lit the gas fireplace with a match. ‘We’ll get you heated in no time.’
Despite the fact that it was a warm day, Merrilee noticed that she was getting goose bumps and that her teeth were chattering.
Joe went into another room and then came back out again.
with a gigantic towel
Take off those damp garments, Merrilee, and they’ll be completely dry in no time,’ he instructed.
What if someone walks in and I’m just wearing my bra and trousers underneath this dress?’ I wonder.
‘Don’t worry, no one will be able to see you. If you’re feeling modest, wrap the towel over your waist. My guests are expected to arrive any moment now. ‘I believe he would welcome the opportunity to meet you.’
‘Can you tell me who it is?’ she inquired.
‘His name is Jed, and please get off of those dripping wet garments.’
In her outfit, Joe commented, ‘That is a nice girl,’ and she walked out of the room.
He draped it over the back of a chair.
In a short period of time, it should be completely dry.
Merrilee wrapped the towel over herself, then realized that this was not the image she intended to project and flung the towel on the ground.
Joe’s adoring grey eyes were on her, and she was conscious that he was gazing her in all directions. She was confident in her appearance in her black Wonderbra with matching briefs.
After towel-drying her auburn hair, she approached Joe and requested the use of a comb. I don’t want it drying in any direction,’ she said.
Merrilee’s thoughts were whirling around in her head at this point. She had a fantastic chance right in front of her. She was desperate for Joe to spank her.
Perhaps she will be able to turn things around and get what she desires after all. She sent a sneaky grin her way as she thought about it.
Joe couldn’t seem to take his gaze away from her. ‘Now, Merrilee, that was a cheeky grin you had there just now. ‘Can you tell me what you were thinking?’
With that, she began to roam about the room, picking up different leather things and scrutinizing them before placing them back where they were. ‘Hey, what exactly is this?’
‘That Merrilee is a flogger,’ says the narrator. ‘Have you never seen one of them before?’
‘What are you going to do with it?’ she said, her eyes bright with curiosity.
‘Do you want me to show you something?’
‘Hmmm, maybe, or, on the other hand, maybe not,’ she said, sighing and shrugging her shoulders.
In the words of Merrilee, ‘young girls who are unable to make up their own minds – may discover that their minds are created for them.’
‘Can you explain what you mean?’
The spanking you so rightly deserve is about to be administered by me.
‘Yeah, yeah, it takes a man, not a mouse,’ says the narrator.
Joe came closer to her, saying something along the lines of “now that sounds like a challenge to me.”
Eventually, she felt the cold metal of a file cabinet pushing against her back as she moved away from him.
For months now, Merrilee has been acting like a spoiled brat, and it’s past time for her to learn not to be a tease.
Joe grabbed her wrist and dragged her across the room with him. After taking his seat on the sofa, he dragged her over his knee.
‘Don’t you dare touch me,’ she warned, before sending a thank-you prayer up to the spanking gods in the sky.
If you want to tell me what I can and cannot do, you are not in a position to tell me that.’ Joe brought his right palm down on her raised bottom, causing a burning feeling in her right cheek as a result of the impact. By raising his arm, he brought his palm back down on her left forearm again.
‘Owwwww! ‘That bloody hurt, you filthy rotten sod,’ I screamed.
Swearing at me, Merrilee, is not one of your greatest ideas,’ Joe pointed out emphatically. ‘And a spanking is intended to be painful.’
She tried to get free, but he merely squeezed her even more. Oh, how I adore you.
She was in love with a guy who was a master of his trade.
This is not a legitimate spanking, Merrilee; a proper spanking is one that is administered to the bare bottom.’
Joe slid his fingers under the waistband of her panties and yanked them down to her mid-thigh with his legs crossed.
As Merrilee reached around behind her, she sought to bring them back up to the surface.
‘You don’t, young woman, you don’t.’
Her right arm was dragged up her back by him, and he kept it in place.
‘This is exactly what all brats should be eating on a daily basis,’ says the author.
He continued to slap her naked bottom, first on one cheek, then on the other cheek.
It was at this point that her bottom began to quiver and felt really warm, so she wriggled even more.
His joy was evident in his groan as he said, “Your bottom surely looks lot better now.” ‘However, that isn’t quite red enough.’
‘You filthy rotten pig,’ she yelled as she thumped his knees together.
Toss me another punch, and I’ll remove my belt and hand it to you.’
When Merrilee finished thinking about this new threat for exactly one second, she pounded his leg once again.
Joe helped her to her feet and into a sitting posture. His methodical removal of his leather belt from its loops had her completely intrigued as she stood there watching. Her pupils dilated as he wrapped the belt over his hand, leaving around twelve inches between the two of them.
If you’ll sit back down over my knee, maybe a taste of my belt would improve your demeanor,’ says the man.
He dragged her back over his knee and into his arms. He jiggled her about until he was sure that she was in the proper position, and then lifted his right hand and arm to her…
The piercing shriek of the store bell made them both leap in their seats.
‘It’s possible that’s Jed.’ He dragged her up into a sitting posture, rudely, and gave her a vibrator that he had pulled from the shelf.
‘Here Merrilee, have a good time,’ he said before walking through the door of the business and locking it behind himself.
Merrilee’s pussy was hot and throbbing at this point, and her fluids were gushing since she was so moist. Despite her best efforts, the vibrator managed to get inside of her without much difficulty – she lay back on the couch, pushing it in and out as it moved ever deeper into her pussy; her green eyes were closed, and she just knew that the time had come – she was so absorbed in what she was doing that she failed to notice that she was no longer alone.
Joe had returned, but he was accompanied by another person.
‘Hello, Merrilee,’ murmured a deep male voice in the background. ‘I’d been looking forward to seeing you. All of Joe’s complaints about you have been passed through to me.
‘No, I am a small angel,’ says the little angel in question.
Yes, of course you are, but even angels need a gentle reminder from time to time that their halos are sliding. ‘Doesn’t it sound right, Joe?”
With you every step of the way, buddy.
It seems I may have interrupted something; I assume you were spanking her at the time. So why don’t you start again from the beginning, Joe? ‘I’d be interested in seeing it.’
‘Thank you very much, Jed. Why don’t you record it and post it on YouTube?
Would you be interested in it, Merrilee? ‘Jed produces movies of himself slapping people.’
‘Yeah, yes, yes,’ Merrilee said enthusiastically. ‘I’ve always wanted to be in a video,’ says the actress.
‘You’re a good girl,’ Joe murmured, nodding his head.
This is the second time you’ve described me as “a nice girl.”
‘I told you I was going to be late.’
‘You, Merrilee, have a knack for being mischievous.’
In a minute, I’ll get my camcorder out of the vehicle and start filming,’ says the actor.
Jed walked out of the store.
He returned with a video and a tripod in his backpack.
‘Joe, you should probably close up shop now,’ he said.
Merrilee inquired as to if she might freshen up a little now that the business was closed and Jed’s camera was set up. She walked into the bathroom, putting on her dress, which was now completely dry.
Eventually, everything came together.
It was determined that Joe would be the one to give the paddling since Jed was the one who knew the most about using the camera.
‘Merrilee, please sit down on the sofa, and you, Joe, please seat next to her,’ Jed instructed. In order for me to give her a good spanking, I want Merrilee to do what she does best: act like a spoiled brat. Joe will take care of the rest. OK?’
‘Absolutely, there isn’t anything better,’ Joe expressed his feelings.
I should also mention that you should forget about the camera and simply enjoy yourself.’
She was delirious with excitement; after all, wasn’t this just what she’d been dreaming about for a long time?
Joe stopped her in the middle of her cognitive process. ‘Now, Merrilee, go back over my knee,’ says the speaker.
‘I’m not going to,’ she replied. ‘You won’t be able to force me.’
Joe sighed and said, ‘It seems to me that you need some encouragement.’ He hauled her over his knee by grabbing her left arm and yanking it.
His left arm was wrapped around her waist, and her short, tight skirt had pushed up, displaying her lovely little bottom, which was covered by a pair of black see-through panties on the bottom.
She wriggled, attempting to get away as he lifted his right arm and pressed the palm of his hand on her right face with the palm of his hand. Her left cheek was grazed by his firm palm as he raised his arm once again.
‘Yeowwwww!’ she screamed in delight. ‘That bloody stung like hell.’
‘You’re swearing, Merrilee, tut tut, that’s very unladylike of you.’
Joe smacked her bottom cheeks with another twenty spanks, this time inverted.
No matter how much she wriggled, she couldn’t get away from the hot, searing blows. She could feel his erect crotch pushing against her rib cage. She thought to herself, “Wow, he’s getting turned on as well.”
It was Joe who remarked, ‘I believe these knickers need to come down.’
‘I don’t believe you can feel this spanking through your clothes.’
He yanked her pant legs down to the bottom of her thighs.
Then I can see what I’m doing now, which is a big improvement. He went on to spank her for the rest of the night.
In spite of the burning sensation in her bottom, Merrilee had that old, familiar sense of exhilaration. Her bottom tingled and felt like it was on fire, and she screamed for help. As her rapidly pumping legs enabled the floods to open and her fluids to run freely, she yelled out, ‘Oh my God!’
‘Merrilee, you dirty little child, you are wetting my pants, do you have no shame?’ says the teacher.
She chuckled, twisting her bottom in a seductive manner towards him, and he laughed.
You appear to be completely immune to the effects of my touch,’ says the narrator. ‘Perhaps my belt will be more effective in reaching you.’
Her excitement grew as Joe gently unhooked his belt from the loops around her waist, and she sat up in her chair to see him do it.
In one motion, he looped the belt over his palm, leaving plenty for him to use on her bottom later. Then, taking hold of her wrist once again, he pushed her over his knee to his left.
Merrilee was filled with a sense of accomplishment. She had fallen in love with the belt, and now she was getting her way. Was this really occurring to her, or was she just dreaming it and waking up to find herself alone in her bed the next morning?
‘I don’t like the belt,’ she said angrily. And to demonstrate this,
She drenched his trousers even more as a result of her actions.
‘It’s all right, Merrilee,’ Joe said with a giggle. “It isn’t intended for you to like it.” ‘You’re being punished for being a brat,’ says the teacher.
‘I’m on fire from the bottom up.’ She picked up the pieces of her broken heart and tried again. However, the more she wriggled, the more he squeezed her body.
Your bottom is just faintly pink, and you’re making a heck of a fuss over it.’ Joe was able to lift her up and into a sitting posture once again. ‘Let’s give it a go and see what happens.’
Joe shoved her over the arm of the sofa and onto the floor. ‘Get that bottom of yours up a little higher,’ says the ringmaster. And he pulled her head down into the couch’s seat, where she fell asleep.
‘Now, please remain there,’ he instructed.
She wasn’t the kind to always follow instructions, and she had no intention of doing so now.
Joe rushed across the room in a few of steps, pulling her back down over the arm of the sofa. She screamed as she stood up. With his other hand, he slapped her in the bottom with another dozen harsh, painful slaps that caused her to struggle frantically to keep her balance.
‘Perhaps you’ll decide to remain down now,’ he added.
This time, she followed the instructions given to her. However, she attempted to see what he was up to by rotating her head.
But whatever it was that he was concealing behind his back, she was completely unaware of it.
Pushing her head back down into the couch’s seat, she felt something soft but somewhat stinging drop on her bottom, and whatever it was curled around her hips as she sat back down.
She was perplexed as to what it might possibly be. Even though this was a new experience, it was really incredible. ‘Can you tell me what you’re using?’ she inquired.
‘As for the flogger, Merrilee, you inquired previously about its use. That is exactly what you are going to find out.’
‘Hey! It’s fantastic. ‘It… it,’ she struggled to describe how she felt about it at the time.
The intention is to titillate rather than to injure, according to Joe.
If that’s okay with you, Merrilee, I’ll go ahead and finish the job.’
‘All right, let’s just stop talking about it and get on with it.’
She tossed the skirt story 21
‘You have way too much to say about yourself, young lady,’ says the professor.
He brought the flogger down on her bottom with his right arm elevated over his head.
The reason there appeared to be a gap between each stroke was beyond her comprehension. As a result, she rotated her head once again to keep an eye on him. It took him a few seconds to smooth out the fronds of the flogger and twist them before he directed another hit at her bottom.
After a few more strokes, she was squirming about again – but this time it was because she was becoming too excited, and she was groaning quietly in response.
Joe abruptly stopped beating her and instead gently eased her legs apart, allowing the fronds of the flogger to trail between her thighs.
‘You’re turning me on,’ she said with a hiss.
‘Do you want me to quit now?’
‘Oh my God, no!’ she said.
Joe proceeded to whack her with it, pausing every now and then to let the fronds of soft suede to softly caress the inside of her thighs while he did so.
The beat shifted abruptly and without notice. He was now using the flogger to gently flail between her shoulder blades in a circular motion, which was a new technique for him.
Merrilee was more and more enthralled by Joe’s usage of the flogger as time went on. Beginning at her shoulder blades, he would gently make his way down her back until he reached her wildly swinging lower back. Then he would torment her till she was on the verge of screaming for her life to be free.
He had to stop beating her with the flogger after a while.
As soon as she felt him inside her, she realized what he was up to.
from behind the scenes In response to his thrust, she pulled her hot quivering bottom up to meet him on the other side.
She was the first to arrive, followed immediately by Joe. However, as his sperm began to fill her, she orgasmed once again. For a few minutes, it came in waves, ebbing and flowing in and out of consciousness.
They were both really fatigued. Because they were sitting on the sofa with their arms around each other, they would have gone asleep if Jed hadn’t interrupted them.
‘Excellent work, you two. Joe, I believe we have a new spanking video star on our hands. What if you could be a professional actress while also being paid to get spanked? Would you be interested in that, Merrilee?
‘It wouldn’t sit well with me, Jed…’ ‘It would be fantastic,’ Merrilee said.
