JENNY 16
In the meantime, Carlos was persuaded to move into Helen-Ann's room at the
palatial Ross home. It took some explaining to get him to understand that
she needed a sore ass sometimes. Much to his surprise, he found it
arousing to spank her, and the resulting sex was unbelievable. Gone was
the girl who wanted to be kissed everywhere; who loved lots of foreplay.
After her spanking she wanted him inside her and she wanted him _right
now_. Many times after a spanking she took the dominant role and rode him
to climax. They slept afterwards in an intimate tangle of arms and legs.
She still used the cuffs to get a spanking, but much preferred her
husband's arms for sleeping.
He studied day and night, but not all night, Elena took care of that. By
late summer he was able to pass his high school equivalency tests and with
a few calls to the right people by Ross, was accepted by Harvard for the fall term.
Ross called Roycee occasionally, and when she discovered that Helen-Ann
was married, and both she and her husband were coming to live in
Cambridge, she told Ross about the lovely old house she lived in. Several
girls were graduating and they would have a few vacancies. The only
problem was the owner, who was in her early seventies. She was tired of
the snow they had in the winter, and was thinking of moving to Florida,
where one of her daughters lived. She hadn't put it on the market yet. Two
days later Ross owned the house.
They renovated the place completely, and since it was necessary to move
the girls one-by-one to the former owner's apartment during the work on
their rooms, they got the girls to do a little shuffling and Roycee and
the Rodriguez' were next door, sharing a bath.
Helen-Ann was satisfied if Roycee was, and it turned out Carlos knew
Roycee before he was forced by finances to quit high school. He related a
story about her, "There was an out of town match and Roycee was mad at
some official, about a call he had made the last time the two teams met.
During practice she came out of the locker room in the nude and dived in.
The official complained, so Roycee got out of the pool at the end away
from the lockers and pretended she had water in her ears and couldn't
hear. She almost shoved her tits in the guy's chest when she pretended to
understand. She looked down and sure enough, no suit. She apologized,
taking her time about it, and slowly walked back to the lockers for her
suit. She insisted she had been thinking about the match and simply
forgot. There wasn't much they could do about it, since they couldn't
prove anything. Our team won, thanks to Roycee."
Ellen and Jenny were invited by Grace to attend the sorority meeting where
Ellen's father was going to give a demonstration of the razor strop. Jenny
said, "Mom, as little as I like the idea, lets volunteer for the strop at
the meeting. We both agreed to take it again, but I think both of us have
been reluctant to mention it. Gramps is going to strop four girls, and we
can be the first two."
Ellen said, "Oh, my ass! Well, I _did_ challenge you to take one more,
didn't I? Being part of the demo seems appropriate, I suppose. Call Grace
and make sure that is OK with her."
When Jenny was able to contact Grace, she was enthusiastic about it, "Hey,
that's great. Gramps spanks his own daughter, then his granddaughter. Way
cool! The newsletter warned all those attending to wear a loose skirt,
just in case they get picked. We'll provide blankets to recover on, and a
pillow for after the stropping."
The night of the demonstration came all too soon. A car had been sent to
pick up gramps and it stopped at Jenny's place for the two volunteers.
After Grace had opened the meeting, and got through some boring reports,
she introduced gramps.
He got up and walked to where they had put up a bondage cross for the
festivities, "Good evening girls. As I think you know, I'm going to first
give the strop to my daughter and then my granddaughter. This strop is
quite old, I really don't know how old it is myself, but I'm in my mid
sixties and my dad used it on me when I was a kid. A good piece of
leather, given an occasional oiling, will last for many years. I am a
believer that an offspring of any age should be subject to the rules of
the home as long as they are living there. My daughter went to the local
college and lived home. She elected to continue to live at home during the
first several years of her career. You probably know that she is a
practicing attorney. I used the strop on her as long as she lived home,
which I think was into her mid twenties. Ellen, please remove your clothes
and come forward."
Ellen went to a small table, that had been provided for the purpose, and
removed all her clothes, even her socks. Her knees were weak, but she came
to her father and stood close to him.
"Normally, I would tie my daughter to a round beam in our barn and
commence her punishment. However, for demonstration purposes, I am going
to give both Ellen and Jenny one extra lash without bondage. This is to
demonstrate the power of a lash from this strop. Ellen, bend over and hold
your ankles with your hands.
Splat! EEOOWWWW!
Ellen staggered forward and collapsed on the floor, crying and rubbing her ass.
Gramps said, "While she is recovering, my granddaughter will put four
cuffs on her. I don't use cuffs at home, but I don't have the big beam
here, so we are using the cross.
Ellen recovered enough to be tied to the cross, then strapped in the
middle, much like gramps did at the barn. "I always thought that Ellen had
a very spankable ass", he said.
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Shit!
Splat! EEOOWWWW! This....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Was....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! My....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Idea....
Ellen was sagging against the restraints when she had taken her dozen.
Jenny and Grace helped to untie her and help her stagger to a pile of
blankets, placed over a foam pad.
Gramps spoke, "Get ready, Jenny." She did and was soon leaning over for her one lash.
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Oh, my God.... She collapsed, much as Ellen had.
Grace put the cuffs on Jenny and in a short time she was tied to the cross.
Splat! EEOOWWWW! OHHHHH!
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Mom's....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Bright....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Ideas....
Jenny was able to keep standing until about number eight or nine, then
slowly collapsed against the cuffs. She was screaming and crying when
Grace and Nancy helped her to lie on her tummy.
Gramps spoke, "As you can see, the razor strop is a rather intense
spanking tool, and it was never made for that purpose. I caught Ellen
smoking at about age twenty two. I gave her the usual dozen, although she
insists to this day that they were the worst dozen she ever took. Might be
true; I was mad as hell that day. Anyway, she hasn't smoked since. I
understand there will be a drawing for my next two victims. Grace, please proceed."
Grace spoke, "Each member was given a tag when they entered. Do you all
still have them? Good. The matching tags are all in this jar." She shook
it vigorously. "I'll ask Mr. Knox to pick a tag and hand it to me." Gramps
did so. "Rather than go through this again, I'll ask him to pick a second
tag." Gramps picked another.
Grace said, "I am not sure whether I should refer to you as 'winners' or
'losers', but here we are." She read a number and a pretty blond gasped
and stood up. She read the other number and a tall brunette screamed, put
her hand over her mouth and stood up.
Grace said to gramps, "We will start with Claudia, since she was the first
chosen. Please come forward and give me your ticket, then remove your clothes."
In a matter of minutes Claudia was reduced to a screaming, crying baby.
She was helped to her temporary bed.
Grace introduced Vashti, the Brunette. When she removed her clothes it was
evident that she had at least one reason for the scream, her rear had been
severely spanked with what appeared to be a cane, from the narrow, long
marks, and not too long ago, either.
Grace shook her head, "Vash, honey, I think somebody got there first!"
Vashti nodded, "It was daddy, and I deserved it. I 'won' the spanking
tonight and I expect to take it."
Grace nodded, this was what she would have expected of Vashti.
The girl was tied to the cross and the spanking began. Her screams seemed
even louder and longer than Claudia, but her ass must have been very sore
when gramps started. She sagged in the cuffs at about six and fainted at
ten, but gramps gave her two more anyway.
It took three girls to lift Vash off the cross and carry her to the blanket.
Grace thanked gramps, then announced, "Mr. Knox has stated that he is
willing to strop one more girl. This will be strictly a volunteer, not
picked by number, and after witnessing the four spankings tonight, and
getting one myself at his place last month, I would understand if no one
volunteered." She waited a few moments, "Last chance to get your ass
busted this month."
A small dark skinned girl got up and walked towards Grace. She appeared to
be from India, or a country in that general area. She spoke somewhat
stilted English. "Yes, Grace, I have been beaten many times, but never by
the razor strop. May I volunteer, yes?"
Grace smiled. The girl was called Anji because no one seemed able to
pronounce her name correctly, "Of course Anji. Please strip and Mr. Knox
will give you a spanking."
Anji went to the table and removed her clothes. She then went over to
gramps, "The extra spank you gave your daughter and granddaughter, may I
too have it, yes?"
Gramps smiled, "Sure young lady, lean down and grab your ankles."
Splat! Grunt, Ohhhh She fell forward, but did a complete flip, landing on her feet.
Gramps smiled, "Ah I see you are a gymnast."
Anji smiled, "Yes, I practice on the bar for fun."
Anji picked up the four cuffs and put them on. Grace and Nancy helped to
tie her to the cross. She was so small that they had to find some
additional pieces of chain to get from the hooks in the cross to her
cuffs. Gramps said, "Are you ready Anji". She nodded.
Splat! grunt!
Splat! grunt!
Splat! grunt!
Splat! grunt!
Gramps was wondering if he was getting tired, or what. Every girl he had
ever spanked had screamed like a banshee. He made sure every lash was
hitting her tiny ass and that he was putting his best efforts into the
spanking. At about number six or seven she started to cry, but made no
noise except the grunts when the razor strop hit her. Tears were wetting
her face. She took her dozen and was still supporting herself, not sagging
on the wrist cuffs like most of the girls.
Grace and Nancy untied her and she stepped away from the cross without
assistance. She was a bit unsteady on her feet, but was walking on her
own. She went to Gramps, "Thank you sir, that was a very nice beating,
yes." She embraced Gramps and kissed him on the cheek. She was so small
that Gramps had to lean down.
Anji went to the table where she had left her clothes and calmly dressed.
As she walked back to her chair someone rose and clapped her hands. Soon
the whole room was standing and clapping. Anji took her seat and covered
her cheeks in embarrassment.
Another small girl was talking to Grace. The girl was quite pretty and
obviously oriental. The girl flipped up her skirt and pulled down her
panties for Grace's inspection. Grace spoke to Gramps, then made an
announcement. "I have another request here. Miki is having her period, but
her entire ass is uncovered under her panties. The pad is being held with
two elastic bands that certainly will not protect her. Mr. Knox has agreed
to give her a spanking. I never could quite pronounce her name in
Japanese, but we call her Miki. Some girls even affectionately call her
'Mini', as in 'Mini Mouse'."
While Grace was talking, Miki went to the table and removed her clothes,
except for the absorbent pad and elastic bands keeping it in place. She
walked to Gramps. "Good evening sir." She bowed to him. "Allow me to thank
you in advance for the spanking, since I am sure I shall not be as quiet
as Anji nor in good enough shape to thank you after the spanking. May I
also request the extra spank?"
Gramps smiled, "You are most welcome Miki, and certainly you may have the
extra spank. Please make as much noise as you wish. Anji was making me
wonder if I was loosing my grip."
Miki bent at the waist and held her ankles.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Miki toppled over, none too gracefully, rubbing her
ass and crying.
Gramps said, "Much better. That's more like what I expected."Grace and
Nancy helped Miki into the cuffs and tied her to the cross. She was quite
small, like Anji, and the extra chain was just about a perfect fit, the
disconnects going about one or two links shorter. Gramps asked, "You ready
to get a burning ass?"
Miki laughed, "Burn away sir." Gramps did.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Miki's scream was somehow 'oriental'.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! She was crying and shaking her head.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! She screamed something in Japanese.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
She sagged in the cuffs at about number seven or eight, but remained
conscious through the spanking. After her dozen, Grace and Nancy had to
help her off the cross. They were holding her arms up, but she managed to
bow to Gramps and say, in a very shaky voice, "Thank you sir, that was a
very painful, but very wonderful experience." They helped her to lie on
her tummy to recover.
Gramps was a bit tired, having spanked six girls, and there were no more
volunteers. He received a round of applause as he returned to his seat.
Grace gave a short speech thanking him. There was no more business or
entertainment for the evening, so Grace adjourned the meeting. Most of the
girls left. They gave Miki plenty of time to recover and she dressed
again. Jenny spoke to her, "Were you ever spanked in your home?"
Miki smiled, "Yes, many times. My parents both went to college in the
'states' and were probably introduced to spankings then. It does not
appear that most parents in Japan use spanking as a punishment, but it
certainly worked in our home. May I ask if you are spanked regularly?"
Jenny laughed, "Too much lately, but mom believes in spanking as a method
of punishment and I guess I have to agree with her. We have a young girl,
I think just thirteen, living with us in an extra apartment with her mom,
who has arthritis quite badly and can't spank her naughty daughter. I have
known her older sister since first grade, and she is a long way off going
to college. Mom and I spank the younger sister whenever her mom asks us
to. It seems to have helped a lot. Her attitude has changed, and she is
doing better at school. Of course she sometimes gets several sessions with
the cane every week, but we seem to be getting through to her. I think she
is basically a good girl, but she was out of control."
Miki said, "Your mom seems very young to have a daughter your age."
Jenny smiled, "Ellen is about thirty or so, and is my step mom, but we
love each other and I call her 'mom'. She was spanked with the razor strop
by Gramps, as he said, and she challenged me to take one from him. I
challenged her back to take one with me, and she accepted. This evening
was my second. Mom challenged me again, and I accepted again."
Miki questioned Jenny, "You mention the cane. We have one in the sorority
collection, but I have never seen it used. When I was much younger my
mother spanked me with her hand, then later with a hairbrush. Dad came
back from a business trip to the 'states' with a leather paddle. That was
much worse than the hairbrush, and I'm sure it improved my attitude a
lot." She laughed. "Your mom uses the cane on you too?"
Jenny smiled and rubbed her sore ass, "Yes, she uses the cane on me. It is
pretty bad, but not in the class of the strop. Of course Gramps is still
quite strong, and if he were using the cane it would be worse, I'm sure."
Miki hesitated, "Ah, you spank this young friend once a week, or so?"
Jenny shrugged, "Something like that. She seems to get into trouble at
least once a week, sometimes twice. Mom and I don't decide when she needs
it, that's up to her mom. We spank her when her mom asks us to."
Miki seemed to hesitate even longer, "Would you cane me Jenny, please? I
have never felt it and this may be my only chance."
Jenny replied, "Sure Miki, I'm getting pretty good with it, but couldn't
you get one from one of the girls here?"
Miki smiled, "I have been embarrassed to ask. Besides, I don't know that
there is anyone here who has had any practice. Any one of the girls could
take the cane and spank me with it, sure, but I rather get it from
somebody who has actually used it a number of times. We both got the strop
tonight, so I guess I feel we have something in common and I can talk to
you without being embarrassed."
Jenny nodded, "Of course, Miki. I'll be glad to give you the cane. You get
twenty five good ones, just like I do." She gave Miki a card. "The number
listed 'home' is the one to use, unless you need a lawyer." She laughed,
"Mom is understanding, and I'll just tell her to ignore the screaming from
my room. Call after you have recovered from the razor strop. Let me ask
you about it; have you ever been spanked harder?"
Miki smiled and rubbed her ass, "There was one time dad caught me smoking.
First he paddled me, then mom, then dad again and mom finished me up. I
think that was about as bad. I don't smoke any more."
It seemed that Roycee's little sister was responding well to the spankings
Ellen and Jenny were giving her. She was much more polite to her mom, she
helped around the house and her school work improved too. Jenny noticed a
subtle pattern, however. It seemed that once or twice a week she would be
sassy with her mom, who called Jenny. When Jenny got there she was
contrite, kissed her mom and went into her bedroom for the spanking with
no arguments at all. After a while Jenny suspected that perhaps Dox was
like Helen-Ann and needed to be spanked to reduce tension, or simply
because she was 'in the mood' for one.
The next time she got a call, she decided to have it out with Dox. She got
to the apartment and found Dox apologizing to her mom, and ready for her
spanking. They went into the bedroom and Dox stripped, put on the cuffs
and tied three of them. Jenny tied the fourth.
Jenny knew that the girl disliked her whole name, but used it for effect,
"Doxzenia, we need to talk."
Dox looked surprised, "What is there to talk about, Jenny?"
"You were sassy to your mom again today. Now why do I think that you did
that deliberately?"
Dox shook her head, "Why would I do that, Jenny? Do you think I want
twenty five spanks with the cane?"
Jenny smiled, "Exactly, Dox. I think you have had a bad day, or just feel
the need of a good spanking. Now you don't even have to admit it to me.
I'm going to give you what you want, but all you have to do the next time
you feel the need is give me or mom a call. Come to our place so your mom
doesn't need to know you are being spanked. Don't even bother to call if
you don't want to, just drop over. You know your mom is perfectly happy to
have you visit with us any time you want. All you have to do is say
something like, 'I need to go to your room, Jenny', or 'My day wasn't so
good.' Just give us a clue that you need a spanking. Hey, I don't care if
you shout at me 'Spank my ass good, Jenny.' I'd know for sure then. You
ready honey?" Dox nodded.
BAM! BAM! BAM! scream, scream, scream
Jenny continued until Dox had her twenty five, then untied one cuff. "Come
see us any time you want, honey, whether you need a spanking or not."
Dox was still crying, "T-thanks J-jenny."
Jenny saw her mom when she got home, "Oh, I've really enjoyed myself this
afternoon, I got to spank Dox. Look mom, I'm almost 100% sure she needs to
be spanked once or twice a week, like Helen-Ann. She is sassy with her
mom, who calls you or me and she gets what she needs. I confronted her
today, but she refused to admit it. I told her to come over any time she
feels the need for a spanking. Just tell us she has had a bad day, or
needs punishment. Any clue that she needs it, and we'll do it here so her
mom doesn't have to know."
Ellen was surprised, "I thought she was a lot better lately."
Jenny nodded, "That's true, but she is still sassy with her mom once or
twice every week. Once her mom calls you or me, she apologizes and waits
for her spanking like that was all she wanted in the first place. Maybe
I'm wrong; we'll see if she comes over and asks for one, subtlely, most likely."
It was almost a week later that Dox came to Jenny's house. "I-I'm in a
kinda bad mood today," she said. Her head was down, looking at the floor.
Jenny smiled, "We all get that way sometimes honey. Would you like to
visit my room? Would that make you feel any better?"
Dox looked up and smiled, realizing that Jenny understood. Ellen was home,
so Jenny hollered, "Ignore twenty five screams from my room, mom. I'm just
practicing on Dox."
Ellen laughed, "Sure honey, give her an extra good one for me."
Soon Dox was strapped down to Jenny's bed and got her usual twenty five.
She screamed and cried. Jenny said, "OK, now you get the extra for mom."
Jenny went to the kitchen and got a low plastic stool that they used to
get objects out of some of the high cabinets. She returned to her room.
"Dox, I'm going to be nice to you and only get up on the low step."
>From her elevated position she raised the cane and brought it down firmly on Dox.
BAAAAM! EEOUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Dox would have flown off the bed, if she
hadn't been tied to it.
Dox just lay there crying after her extra. Jenny unclipped her and took
off the cuffs. She lay on the bed and cuddled the girl, like she was a
younger sister. Dox stopped crying and just held Jenny for awhile. Finally
she spoke, "Thank you Jenny. That was exactly what I needed. I don't know
why I needed a spanking today. No trouble at home or school. I just did,
and I want to thank both you and your mom for being so understanding."
"I have a friend like that. She was known as Helen-Ann, but she married a
Mexican boy and likes to be called Elena now. She finally admitted to her
dad that she needed to be spanked and her whole life changed for the
better. Her husband spanks her now. Hey, how was the extra from mom?"
Dox smiled and rubbed her ass, "About like I got from Roycee, but she is a
very powerful girl. Running up ladders keeps her in shape, I guess, plus
jogging, weight lifting and swimming."
"Do you swim, Dox?"
"Yeah, and Miss Hunt is forever on my case. She claims the school needs
another Roycee. I'm fast in the water and I like to swim, but I've never
tried to compete. I can beat anyone who has ever challenged me, though,
but they are junior high, like I am."
"You enter high next fall, don't you?"
"Yeah, and then Miss Hunt will really be on my case. Hey, is it true that
you don't wear swim suits anymore?"
Jenny laughed, "You've got it! I heard about it from Miss Hunt one day
after school. Roycee was here on vacation and came with me to visit Miss
Hunt, who invited Roycee to try out the old pool. Roycee didn't have a
suit and Miss Hunt said that they had found no regulation requiring suits.
A girl had one rip on her one day and didn't have a spare with her. When
she heard the ruling she just took it off and dove in. Soon the whole
class was nude. Naturally, I had to try it at my next class. I was the
only girl nude until about half way through the class, when someone asked
Miss Hunt, who had pretended to ignore my lack of a suit. When Miss Hunt
told the class they didn't need them, all the girls were skinny dipping in a flash.
It was about a week later that Jenny got a call from Miki, "I've recovered
from the strop and would like to feel the cane, when you are free."
Jenny thought for a moment, "How would you like to get it with the girl I
was talking to you about? The one who needs a spanking every week or so."
Miki laughed, "Would you call that a double-header? Sure, when does she want one?"
Jenny laughed, "Yeah, you might call it that. Let me go ask her. They live
over our garage in a private apartment. She should be home now. Give me a
number where I can call back. Would this afternoon be good for you?"
Miki laughed, "My good sense tells me 'no way', but my ass tells me 'Hell
yes'. Guess who won?" She gave Jenny a number.
