The following story is fiction.  It contains scenes of spanking and sex between adults.  If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.

This story is dedicated to Sarah who in response to my comment «What kind of spanking would you like for a reward?» in the news group sss with: «Well gosh, if I'd known there be a reward….  But since there is one, I'd like a nice belt whipping.  The kind where I shriek and squeak and try to escape.  The kind that ends with – ah, never mind.»

Sarah wrote in response to being belt whipped in Part 1 «Uncle Rex is a pretty formidable character, but I have to admit that I'd like to know more about that blabbermouth Mrs. Primm.  Like where she parks her car.»  I'm afraid that she somehow has the idea that Mrs. Primm is responsible not herself.  She is extremely wrong.  The story is told in the first person first by Mrs. Primm's grandson, Andrew, and by Sarah's great-uncle alternately.  Sarah has even "confessed" to planing something "involving a little accident with nail polish remover".  Fortunately, that did not happen for then she would have faced a very unsympathetic judge who has lots of space in the county jail and a huge car refinishing bill.

I've shifted voice again for the third part where Sarah does the narrating.

This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission.  Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice.  Ms. Nada has given permission for this to be posted

The author would appreciate your comments – pro and con, including constructive criticism, and suggestions.

The three parts:
    Sarah Pays the Price – Three Times
    Sarah's Car Washing Service
    Sarah Goes to the Amusement Park

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Sarah Pays the Price – Three Times

By

YLeeCoyote@juno.com

1.  Sarah Pays the Price

He paced floor thinking about Sarah and his own daughter who had moved out just a year ago.  It was some six or seven years ago, when Rebecca was still in high school that she did anything this bad and how he had used his belt on her cute teen butt.  He recalled how she yelled and screamed, how her bottom had turned crimson red, how she bawled for an hour before slipping into the comfort of sleep – on her tummy.  But what was best, was that a week later she came home early and gave him a hug and kiss.  She said she loved him so very much and thanked him for the severe beating.  He understood the next day when he read the story in the local afternoon paper about the teens arrested the previous evening for vandalism.

When Sarah came in he confronted her.  At the mention of Mrs. Primm she reacted so strongly that he knew that she had committed the crime.  "Go to your room and strip.  Then wait for me in the corner."

"Yes, Uncle." she whispered as she slowly climbed the steps to her room.

He let her wait a half hour before going up himself.  He did not want to do what had to be done but he had a responsibility to society, to her parents and, yes, even to Sarah.  She had to learn just like Rebecca had to.  With a heavy heart he climbed the stairs and entered her room.  She blushed when he called her from the corner, coyly covering her crotch with one hand and her perky breasts with the other.  She dashed for the door but he grabbed and stopped her.© YLeeCoyote

"Hands at your sides, girl." he ordered.  She blushed more as she complied.  Even her mother had not seen her totally naked like this since she had been twelve.

"I should never have done that, Uncle.  The guys lead me on and…."  He cut her off.

"Sarah, you are responsible for Sarah!"  He reached for his belt.  He opened and pulled it out of his pants.  The wide, thick and heavy garrison belt turned Sarah's eyes into horrified saucers.  "Lean on the bed, Sarah."

She knew that she had done wrong.

She knew that she deserved to be punished.

She knew that his could happen to her as it had to Rebecca.

She was justifiably scared.

She got into position with her hands on the bed and her legs apart.  Her pert breasts pointed down but did not sag.  Her head drooped and she could see her uncle and his HEAVY, THICK and WIDE belt behind her.  Her small rump jutted up and out fearfully awaiting the BELT.  She shifted her hands to grip the bedclothes.

He folded the belt and took careful measure of the target.  His brought his arm back and then forward.

THWACK!

She screamed in pain.  A two inch wide strip of skin across her shapely bottom turned bright red.  He raised the belt and brought in back down on target – first above and then below the first strip.  Each THWACK invoked a yell of pain.  Sarah was crying but to her credit remained in place.

He realized that he was hard; very hard.  He adjusted himself in his pants.  Sarah was definitely a very nubile young lady.  He raised the belt again and did what he had to do.  The fourth and fifth stroke drove the message deep into the target and to her brain.  He paused a minutes and listened to her cry.  He had to steal his resolve to continue while admiring her young charms.  The six, seventh and eight strokes connected with the target on top of the others.  She was bawling like a baby.  The ninth was low and got the crease and provoked an extra loud yell.  Was he imaging it or was her cunny glistening now – like it was wet.

He made her wait for the tenth a full minute and then laid it across the center of her flaming bottom exactly where the first had gone.

"That all Sarah.  I hope you learnt your lesson."

Through her tears Sarah responded softly, "Yes, Uncle." and then fell forward on to the bed.

He felt so sorry for her.  Tough love is so difficult.  He got the jar of cold cream from her dresser and started to apply it to her scorched bottom.  As he did so she looked back.  He did not realize it but she could see his massive erection tenting his trousers.  It was then she realized that it was not just her nose and eyes that were running but also her sex.  It was in flood state.

Through her gentle sobs she encouraged him to move lower as he ministered to her bottom.  She reached out with her hand and felt his hard shaft as his fingers moved closer to her front portal.  His trouser button was exposed and she opened it; then the zip.  His shorts fell to the floor and his shaft slipped through the fly of his boxers.  She took hold of it and stroked it.

His hand slipped down between her thighs towards her sex.  It was soaking and filling the air with irresistible pheromones.  He stepped directly behind her and pressed forward.  His hard steaming train slipped easily into her wet tunnel.  He drove all the way in and she moaned.

Afterwards they lay together on the bed.  He held her tightly and nibbled at her ear.

2. Sarah's Car Washing Service

It was a hot summer day and I was reading the weekend paper while my great-niece Sarah was out in the back roasting herself when the bell rang.  At the door was a handsome young man who would easily be described as a hunk in just a tight T-shirt and running shorts.  "Mr. Nada, I'm Andrew Primm; I'm visiting my grandmother.  We would like you to view this video which I shot this morning."  He saw my hesitation and continued.  "Grandma said you will find it very interesting and it will take just a couple of minutes."

"Very well, Drew, come on in."  Once inside he pressed a few bottoms on his camcorder and I watched.  I was shocked.  I went to the back door.  "SARAH NADA, GET IN HERE IMMEDIATELY!"

Apparently my tone and volume got her attention.  She jumped up and ran over.  In her haste she had forgotten to fasten her swim suit top which remained on the towel on the lawn.  She had such cute and perky tits.  But, alas, this was not the time to enjoy them although Drew and his camcorder were watching.  As soon as she saw Drew and his camera, she tried to cover up but I just snapped at her to be quiet and watch.

Drew started the tape.  She watched in horror as her crime was shown in full color.  It showed her coming up to the car in the Primm's driveway and dumping a bucket of muddy water on the well polished car and then undoing the air value on a tire flattening it.

Drew turned off the unimpeachable witness and Sarah turned to face me.  She was staring at the floor very ashamed.  "That was not very nice, Sarah.  I just had my car polished yesterday." said Drew admiring her shapely figure especially her bare breasts.  It was clear that he was responding to her charms as the bulge in his skimpy running shorts was more pronounced than before.

As I undid my belt I commanded Sarah to remove the Bikini bottom and bend over the table.  Evidently the strapping from just a few days ago was not sufficient to have deterred Sarah from vandalism.  I folded the belt and began to strap the errant girl.

WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!

As the belt talked to her bottom, I lectured her at the other end.

WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!

She was yelling as her bottom turned cherry red.  I continued with another few.

WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!

She was now crying like a little baby.  I parked her in the corner and talked with Drew about making amends.  We agreed that she would wash his car and pump up the tire under his direction.  And then, with his grandma watching, spank her.  After a bit, I told Sarah to go with Drew and what she must do.  I emphasized that Drew now had the authority to spank her as he saw fit.

Drew took her by the hand and started to lead her out.  "I'm naked!  I can not go this way." she yelled in panic.

Drew tugged at her pubs and noted: "She does not look like the child she acts like."

"True." I agreed, "I'll be right back."  In a couple of minutes I was back with what I needed.  "Sarah, sit on the table and lean back."  I picked up the hair clipper that I use on my mustache and turned it on.  "This will have to go, child." I said as I started to clip her pubic triangle.  She tried to protest but I just pushed her back down.  "This should match your axillae, child, which are hairless."  Then I wiped her down with a wet wash cloth and covered her pubis and sex with shaving foam.  A safety razor removed the stubble leaving her looking like a ten-year-old girl.  I noted that Drew had his recorder going the whole time and would have to get a copy of the tape from him later.  It would be a good reminder for Sarah.

I watched Drew leading Sarah like she was a ten-year-old girl down the block to his driveway.

It was a very repentant Sarah that Drew returned to me.  As soon as I opened the door, she threw herself at me, hugged me tight and cried for a long time as I held tightly.  Eventually she ran low on tears and was just sobbing and promising to be a very good girl forever and ever.  I so hope that she meant it all.

Of course, having such a loving young nubile lass on my lap affected me as you might expect.  I carried her to her bed and laid her down in it.  She reached for my tented shorts and grabbed my pole.  "Please, I need it so bad.  Please."

I shed my clothes and reached for her smooth pussy.  It was so silky and absolutely soaked.  It was easy to slip my hard rod right in.  Almost immediately she came and we continued for some time.  I had just pulled out when she slipped into sleep.  It had been a hard day for her.  I turned her over on to her tummy and rubbed some cream into her sore bottom.  She slept right through that.

When she awoke a couple of hours later, we had a long talk about right and wrong.  She spent an hour writing letters of apology to the Primm's.  She even enclosed some cash to pay for the damages.

As I directed, she dressed in a simple white blouse with a girl's tie, a mid-thigh dark blue skirt with ankle socks and flat shoes.  She then hand delivered the letters.

3. Sarah Goes to the Amusement Park

Uncle Rex was positively cruel and grounded me for the entire week except for grocery shopping and school.  He even said that since I kept acting like a kid I had to dress like one, so all week I went to school in a simple white blouse and skirt sans makeup.  Of course, after I got to school, I put some on.  Gosh, a girl can not go around naked.

I had practically given up on that hunk Drew calling when he did on Wednesday evening.  He invited me to go to the amusement park with him.  I just love the amusement park.  He said that I should remember to put on panties when I got dressed like I was when I had gone to apologize.  (Fortunately he couldn't see me blush at that reminder.)  Powder blue would go perfectly with the dark blue skirt.  "I've been thinking about that nice little girl – soft and smooth all over – that I dried off on Saturday dressed like that." he said.

I had to tell him that I would love to go but my mean old Uncle Rex had grounded me but I would ask him.  Well, Uncle Rex was not all that mean for he said that I may.  I could hardly wait for Saturday when he would pick me up.

Uncle Rex kept an eagle eye on me all Saturday morning.  He made sure that I did not put on any perfume and that I shaved my pussy as smooth as my legs.  He also made sure that I wore a crisp white shirt (guess who had to wash, starch and iron it), a school tie (from the local reformatory), a pleated navy blue shirt (short!), white ankle socks and polished patent leather Maryjanes shoes.  Drew rang the bell exactly at one.  He really looked great.  "Remember to be home on time, Sarah."

"Yes, Uncle Rex." I yelled as I dashed for the car.  I was anxious to go play.

Drew grabbed me, swung me around and kissed me on the nose.  "You look so cute my little pixie."

As we started off to drive he asked what my curfew was and I said "Just like Cinderella's".

I can not tell you what was the most fun because I liked everything so much.  Perhaps it was the roller coaster where Drew held me so tight and safe while I screamed.  Maybe the carrousel were we got the gold ring (and I could feel his hard tool press up against me as we rode double).  Maybe the tunnel of love where we just cuddled up and kissed.  And I got a good feel of Drew's middle leg.  Later when we were in the carnie section I was teasing Drew and when he got mad I ran away.  As you can guess he quickly caught me.  It was not smart of me to run into unused aisle.  We were alone and Drew laughed.

"Well, young lady, you been asking for it and now you're going to get it." he chucked.  I was trapped and he quickly got hold of me.  He sat down on a crate and pulled me over his lap.  He's so much stronger than me that I had no chance of escaping as he held me in position with his left hand about my waist.  He flipped up my skirt and tucked it under his arm and then patted my butt through my power blue panties.

"See, powder blue just like the like." I said.  Perhaps that would stop him from spanking me.

"Yes, you naughty girl.  But you're going to get spanked anyway."  With that he raised his hand and brought it down on my right check with a loud SPANK!  Just seconds later SPANK!  On my left check.  Then he pulled my powder blue panties down.  "You turn such a lovely pink, Sarah." he explained.  Then he began to spank me in earnest.

SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!

He spanked hard and fast.  I was soon hurting and promising to be good.  But it did no good for he continued to spank me.

Then I heard a boy yell: "Look, Tom, that girl is getting spanked."

"Yea.  And her underwear pulled down."

SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!

"Come along boys, unless to want to learn how that feels.  That's the girl we saw running from her big brother.  She deserves that spanking."

SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!  SPANK!

I even started to cry.  He spanked a bit more and then stopped.  I sat on his lap (not on my butt, but with it sticking out) and he held me close.  He licked my tears away as he comforted me.  I hugged him tight for a while and then reached down to his hard thing.  He liked that and shifted my hand into his pants.  His tummy muscles were rock hard and his bush long and thick.  His shaft was hot and like a steel rod.  As I squeezed it, he kissed me hard driving his tongue deep into my mouth.  I was limp and excited.  He undid his pants and pulled down his boxers.  His rod jutted out proudly.  He lifted me off his lap and lowered me to my knees in front of him.  I opened my mouth and gave a little lick.  He tasted wonderful – all juicy.  I started to suck him but could only get half of it to my mouth before I started to choke.  He did not force it in any further and I sucked and licked for a while.  He was stroking my hair most of the time and then grabbed hold of my head and exploded into my mouth.  I almost drowned as his cum filled my mouth.  It slid down my throat so nicely.

He fixed his pants and I sat on his lap hugging for a long time.  Then we went back to play some more.

We did some more carnie stuff and rides before going home.  He aced the baseball throw and won this wonderful two foot tall teddy bear.  I know when ever I hug it, I'll think of him.

He got me home just before midnight.  We kissed good night on the door step and I floated into the house.  Uncle Rex roared at me: "You're late, young lady!"

I had forgotten about my curfew.  "I forgot, Uncle Rex.  I'm sorry."

Uncle turned to Drew.  "I'm surprised at you.  I never would have let her go out if I though you were so irresponsible."

"Excuse me, Mr. Nada, it's only 11:50 now and she told me her curfew was midnight."

Uncle Rex looked me and I confessed.  "Good night, Drew."

"Goodnight, Sarah.  Goodnight Mr. Nada."

"Get ready for bed and I'll see you in your room.  Don't bother with your jammies."

I rushed upstairs, stripped and showered and was waiting when he came to my room.  "I'm disappointed in you, Sarah.  You were almost an hour late and you lied to Drew."  He was just in his boxers with his belt in his hand.  "Get into position." he ordered.  I bent over and grasped the covers.  He raised the belt and it crashed down on my butt.

THWACK!  THWACK! THWACK!

It hurt.  It always hurts.  But tonight I thought of the wonderful day and it was not as bad as usual.  He hit me ten times and I cried a little.

After comforting me he laid me out on the bed.  I guided his hand to my wet cunny and he started to play with it.  "Dripping as always, Sarah." he said as he played with my hole and button.  A few minutes later he entered me.

It was a wonderful day.  Two hard cocks and two spankings.

The End

© Copyright A.I.L., December 23, 2001

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