Two sailor’s Well Met, a tale by subjenny

Patricia Anne Dean, Paddy to her friends, closed the door and hesitated just long enough to admire her name etched in gold on the door, just above her job title. She was justly proud of the fact she was, at 27, the youngest of the heads of research; her own unit tiny but important. It was late, as always when she quit; her work was always a passion to her as well as a vocation; her social life throughout school had been minimal, until during grammar school a teacher had insisted she play tennis. If not for this she knew she would have been condemned to a life confined to abstract theory. She discovered to her surprise she enjoyed physical challenge and now had an almost professional standard gym in her spare bedroom. In addition she also sailed a hobie catamaran most weekends (when she allowed herself the time). Now she ignored the lift and trotted down the stairs and out the main door, turned right and strode briskly the few hundred yards to the tube station. She was lucky to just catch a train as she descended to the platform and was almost home in no time.

Haunting Celtic music caught her attention as she walked along to her flat, she looked round and realised it was coming from The Empress, a large old fashioned English pub. Although she had lived almost opposite the Empress for two years she had never been inside. Now on a whim, to hear the end of the song she crossed the street and pushed the swing doors aside. The pub was a little warm for her taste and she unfastened her topcoat letting it sag open to reveal what she called her business overalls, neat blue slacks, a blue roll top sweater and an ornamental broad white leather belt around her waist. Paddy approached the bar, sat on a barstool and waited patiently. She ordered a white wine spritzer heavy with ice and looked in the bar mirror to explore the scene. There was a small dance area at one end of the large room; there were booths along the walls and large sturdy tables of such a height they were obviously designed for standing customers. All in all it was a well turned out place.

With an eye trained for detail Paddy noticed that over half the dancing couples were female, swaying together to the haunting music. Then she saw that some of the booths had only two males in them, another had an apparent male and female couple but then she noticed the female had very strong large hands; a further subtle glance revealed “she” had a prominent Adams apple. “Oh God,” Paddy thought “it’s a gay bar.” She was amused but determined to finish her drink rather more quickly than she usually would. A very tall black haired woman pushed through next to her and called for a JD and coke. Paddy was impressed; she herself topped 5` 9`` but this woman must have topped her by nine inches. She glanced down as saw she was right; the lady was wearing five inch heels, even so over six feet Paddy realised. When Paddy straightened up she saw the woman was smiling at her in the mirror.

“Yes I know,” she said, “but it does impress some, intimidates some as well,” she finished with a wicked grin. Paddy warmed to her immediately. The woman leaned forward and raised her voice over the music which had now changed to a band she recognised as The Pogues. “I’ve been let down by a friend,” she explained, “Didn’t even leave a message, I just found out she has made alternative arrangements. You meeting someone?”

“No, just heard the music and popped in to satisfy my curiosity,” she explained somewhat taken aback at the direct questioning, but unable to take offence as the lady’s manner was so open and non-threatening. She nodded amiably, “Yes Tuesday night can be a good night, have I seen you in here before? I’m Jade by the way, is this your type of place?”

Paddy shook her head, “no, never been before,” she smiled ruefully and continued, “and no, if I had been more alert when I first came in I’d have walked out again.” She felt obliged to add, “My friends call me Paddy.”

Jade laughed earthily, “I like your honesty, most straights try to pretend they are comfortable, and don’t worry your safe in here, no rough Dyke types to rape you.” Paddy couldn’t stop the smile breaking through but felt she had to remonstrate. “No I am not bothered by other peoples sexual orientation, I just prefer to choose venues according to my tastes, music, sport and such.”

Jade agreed that her taste for Celtic music was good and asked her about sport. Paddy explained that work commitments now meant she could only work out at home and her other escape was sailing. Jade’s eyes lit up at that and she explained that she ran and ran but also sailed. It emerged Jade had a 24 foot racing trimaran, oversize mast, carried too much sail to be safe but flew. The conversation became animated but Paddy unconsciously moved her stool further back each time the crowd pushed Jade closer. Eventually Jade laughed and said, “I won’t bite you, if you like I’ll leave but would you like another drink and we can move to a quieter table?”

Paddy felt somewhat challenged morally and nodded and ordered just a small white wine. Jade scooped up the two drinks and made her way to a table in the middle of the room, her large body seeming to part the crowds easily. “There you go,” she smiled, “a neutral location, not hidden away, you are safely protected by being in full sight.”  Laughing again Paddy sipped her drink and asked Jade more about her sailing experience. Jade had a habit of gripping Paddy’s forearm to emphasise a point. This made Paddy uncomfortable at first, because of what she suspected jade might be. However other women also had that habit and when Jade made no overt moves to chat about anything other than sailing, music and sport she began to relax. About 10 15 Paddy finished her drink and said she must go, work commitments being what they were. Jade nodded amicably and with a friendly neutral expression asked if she would like to meet for a drink Thursday evening. Paddy explained she could not as she was working on a project that she wanted to get finished by Friday so she could write up the notes Saturday morning. “Then it’s sail, sail, sail” she finished, her face lighting up. Jade nodded and agreed that in reality she should apply herself hard all week. Almost as an afterthought she asked Paddy if she fancied a ride on a fast three huller on Saturday. Paddy was a bit doubtful but the thought of a fast racing machine swung the day and she agreed that Jade could pick her up at 12:15 outside her office. As they parted Jade leaned forward as if to kiss Paddy’s cheek, felt her stiffen and smiled and punched Paddy gently on the shoulder. “Still going to see you Saturday?” she enquired, again neutrally friendly. Paddy laughed, nodded and walked briskly home.

 Paddy finished late Friday night, went in early Saturday to make sure she finished her notes well in time. It worked out she could set her mobile for a two hour nap, use the office shower and change ready by 12:05. She chatted to Mr. Walton (call me Bert, she never did) in the vestibule waiting, looking forward to the sailing but ready to be not disappointed if Jade didn’t appear. Two minutes before the designated time she heard a throaty roar and saw a two seat Audi TT pull up in front of the door, Jade behind the wheel. She picked up her duffel bag and trotted down the steps, exchanged smiles and greetings with Jade as she threw the bag on the back seat next to a similar bag. Jade took off as soon as her door closed; she drove efficiently and quickly, but within the speed limits. She used a mixture of main roads and back streets to get to the ring road by the quickest means, followed the ring road and picked up the Motorway signs. There she let the car show more of its’ pedigree, easing it up to 85 mph effortlessly. Jade leaned across and flipped the glove compartment open. She told Paddy to pull out the red folder and look inside. The folder was plastic sleeves and contained the latest inshore weather forecast, the shipping forecast and a chart of the area where she kept her boat. Jade explained that if Paddy agreed they would tack across to Knaves Reef which would be wet and rough but the 4 miles would let Paddy get a feel for the boat and would put them in a position to treat themselves to a five mile dash down the wind, which if it reached the force 5 to 6 would let them reach 20 mph. That would leave them a slow 3 mile sail back to home port. Paddy studied the documents and Jades face as she explained. Her voice was animated but terse, totally professional, every bit a confident woman sure of her own ability. Paddy was impressed and asked what Jade did for a living. Jade used few words to explain she worked in high level computer programming, specialist applications and end user servers. She was obviously more interested in the sailing for now.

When they arrived at the marina Paddy was again very impressed; Sweet Surrender was a superb boat. The hulls were well used but in excellent condition, the stainless steel rigging, the sails and deck gear were all as new. Jade took charge and in no time they were being pushed into the water by the tractor.

Jade watched her new crew scamper about the boat, she was nimble and sure footed, had no problems preparing for sea, freeing the self reeling fore sail, stowing the picnic box, guiding the sail tags into the mast as she used the winch to haul the main. Jade admired the lither body hidden yet hinted at by the one piece thinsulate under-suit. As they cleared the headland they took turns going to below to put on their waterproof sailing suits with harnesses and flotation built in. Paddy looked round and saw Jade had not lied, the boat had been stripped of all weight to make it lighter and faster. Even the outboard was small to be light; the toilet was obviously a bucket and chucket she thought wryly. They headed into the weather, Paddy learned about the boat, Jade learned about Paddy, learned to trust her, as they fought the four miles out to their first waypoint. Paddy loved the next bit, five miles downwind flat out, almost jumping the boat out of the water, both of them on the same outer hull trying to keep the boat vertical for maximum speed; they caught each others’ eyes and saw the same joy. It ended all too soon and they began the slow sail back along the shorter 3 mile leg.

This gave them the chance to talk and perhaps because of their recently shared joy, perhaps because women like to share they opened up to each other. Paddy explained how she had worked for her position, how proud she was of her research. Jade was a little offhand about work but when she casually mentioned her income Paddy winced, half as much again as she earned.

As they chatted they took turns in piloting the boat (and yes using the bucket), and at one point Jade expressed a wish to retire at 38 in time to have kids. When Paddy looked surprised and began to say what she thought Jade had laughed aloud. “Oh no,” she chortled, “I swing both ways. I fully intend to meet a man I can be totally loyal to and have three children with. But for now I find pleasure with women is easier and safer. I’m 29 there is no great urgency. Oh I suppose it’s something that is part of me so I better say I also enjoy spanking.” That gave Paddy food for thought indeed! Without realising it Paddy shared her life history, her boyfriends, successes, disappointments and career. About 4 hours after they launched they returned to the marina and washed the boat off, stowed everything and made it secure. The club house shower was a large communal affair and Paddy, (to Jade’s secret amusement) tried to project a casual demeanour as she hung her towel and walked naked under the steaming water to wash off the salt. Each girl sneaked glances at the other, both liking what they saw. Jade was tall, had very wide shoulders and hips, smallish tight breasts and a narrow waist. She had cut her black hair short, almost like a helmet. She reminded Paddy of the actress Grace when she played in the Bond film. Paddy was also slim, with long deceptively strong muscles, her breasts were larger by proportion and she had shoulder length, sea and sun faded blonde hair. Both girls noted that they each trimmed and shaved to be neat. It was not long before they were back in similar street clothes, both wearing jacket and jeans. Jade in black leather, Paddy in a man’s sports coat. In the car and heading home Jade asked if Paddy would consider a night out, or if not more sailing. Paddy answered honestly she would love to sail but needed to think about a night out. Jade merely nodded and continued to pilot the car to Paddy’s flat. On arrival she kept the engine running and smiled impishly at Paddy, “Going to give me a quick kiss goodbye, thank me for the sail?” she teased. Paddy realised she must have intuited why she had been quiet for the last 15 minutes and blushed even as her lips twitched in a smile. Impulsively she leaned over meaning to give Jade a peck on her cheek, but Jade turned towards her and their lips met! Paddy froze for a second or two before pulling back. Strangely she did not feel disgusted or offended; after all she had instigated the move. She looked thoughtful, licked her lips, realised that Jade’s lips had been soft and yielding, had tasted sweet, not unpleasant at all. Jade arched an eyebrow.

“You gave me a brilliant afternoon, least I can do is feed you,” Paddy offered, “if you aren’t rushing off somewhere that is?” For an answer Jade turned off the ignition and opened her door. Upstairs in her flat Paddy hung their jackets, showed Jade the layout and began to prepare food. On her home turf Paddy was more confident but still not totally relaxed. She put on the oven, then halved a yellow pepper, filled it with egg mayo and sprinkled peppercorn on it, put them back in the fridge. She took out a chicken passanda and slipped it into the micro wave then walked back into the living room where Jade was wandering about, examining Paddy’s music collection, her artwork, the decor. “Fifteen minutes,” Paddy announced and went to sit on the smaller 2 seater couch. Jade wandered across and smiled when Paddy tensed. “Hey relax, you are safe, or as safe as you want to be” she finished with that impish grin of hers. “I love your gym by the way; I expected a typical flimsy home affair, that one of yours could be in a professional gym.”

Paddy relaxed, feeling on safer ground, as she explained how an ex-boyfriend had advised her and helped her set it up. Jade had knelt on the floor next to the couch, her height bringing her almost level with Paddy, she rested her elbow on the arm of the couch; her chin on her hand, watching Paddy’s face as she talked. Paddy slowly became aware of this as she finished her explanation; she forced herself to meet Jades gaze. “How did that kiss feel to you Paddy?” she asked, “I enjoyed it, not only are you lovely and intelligent you taste good.”

Paddy blushed and strove to sound logical. “It was not what I expected; it sort of tasted sweet and nice, without being sexy.” She thought some more, “There was no passionate urges but nothing there to offend me.” Jade nodded and leaned in closer, smiling softly, eyes half closed obviously about to kiss her again, taking her time, allowing Paddy to move away if she so desired. Paddy remained still, not moving away but not moving to meet Jade either. Their lips met, Jade’s eyes closed and she half moaned; half sighed as she tasted Paddy, she held the kiss, not moving; not demanding, content for now. Paddy felt Jade’s warm breath then tasted her soft lips with hers, the sweetness once again apparent. He stayed still not resisting, not being the aggressor; she even parted her lips slightly when she felt the tip of Jade’s tongue licking softly, she surprised herself though when she made no move when Jade eased back slightly, smiled, ran her tongue over her lips and leaned forward to nibble gently on her lower lip. Jade sighed and moved back; keeping eye contact she opened her shirt to reveal her firm breasts, firm enough to be unfettered by a bra. She reached for Paddy’s right hand and brought it up to her left breast, putting her palm over the nipple, moving Paddy’s hand in slow circles. Paddy was surprised how big and hard Jade’s nipple was how strange it felt as it scraped over her palm. She stood up flustered when the microwave alarm went off breaking the spell. “Dinner” she said unnecessarily. She served the stuffed peppers and put the chicken on a cloth on the table. They ate together with few words, Jade smiling, hoping Paddy was not offended. Paddy tried to make conversation and meet Jade’s gaze but for the most part she was lost in thought, trying to decide how she felt. Eventually there was no food to hide behind, “I have fruit or ice cream if you want,” she said.

Jade smiled, “I’d like to eat some ice cream off your flat belly, suck it from your nipples. I’ll even let you spank me first if you let me.” Paddy looked flustered, blushed then smiled ruefully when she realised she was being teased, that Jade had spoken for effect.

“Seriously Paddy, how do you feel?” she asked, “was it disgusting, was it good, did it ask any questions, make you curious?” Jade held out her hand and continued, “Come sit with me, talk to me, and maybe watch one of your films? We could kiss and cuddle a bit more; you know I’ll stop whenever you say.” Wordlessly Paddy rose and allowed herself to be led over to the larger couch, she sat with Jade, shared another sweet kiss; this time opening her mouth, inviting Jade’s tongue, all the time exploring her own feelings. Jade leaned back and opened her shirt, took it off, her large shoulders looked so strong, her breasts were small for her size but very tight and pert. She reached across and one by one popped the studs on Paddy’s shirt, revealing her heavier breasts. Paddy helped her to remove her shirt and felt Jade’s palm on her right breast, the palm cupping the breast, turning to rub against her nipple. Jade reached forward again to kiss Paddy, their bare bodies came together. When Paddy felt Jade’s tight breasts against her own a revelation hit her; this was pleasurable in a completely different way to being with a male. She felt no need to compete, knew she liked Jade enormously and was now willing to share this too for their mutual pleasure! She heard Jade moan when she pushed her hand between them and tweaked Jade’s nipple, rolling it between her fingers. Neither girl kept track but it was about 30 minutes before they released their clinch; stopped their kissing and caressing. Jade stretched slowly, smiling and whispered, “Jeans off?” Paddy silently nodded and stood up with Jade. Together they unzipped their jeans, slid them down, stepped clear, and without asking they both slipped off their socks and panties to stand naked, their eyes running over each others bodies.

As host Paddy dropped four cushions on the floor and lay down on her back with two under her head. Her breasts spread but remained firm; she drew one leg up and ran her eyes over Jades tall strong body, amazed at the flat stomach, prominent hips. From her position on the floor she could see the damp pink of her vagina clearly through Jade’s trimmed bush. Jade lay down on her side, head propped up on one hand, her hip appearing even wide and bonier as she reached out and fondled Paddy’s breasts, ran her hand over Paddy’s stomach let her fingers comb through her bush. Paddy shivered at her touch. Keeping eye contact Jade lifted a hand to her mouth, put her second finger into her mouth and slowly withdrew it glistening moistly as it emerged. She moved her hand between Paddy’s legs, stroked her thigh, ran her hand up her thigh, brushing her vagina lips with the back of her hand, smiling as she felt warm moistness. Slowly she teased Paddy open, inserted a single finger and found her g-spot, moved her finger so softly over it, Paddy drew in a sharp breath and shuddered as Jade withdrew it and without haste brought it back to her lips and licked Paddy’s juice. ”Mmmm you really are a sweet girl” she giggled, Want to taste me now?” Wordlessly Paddy rolled onto her side and licked her own finger, reached forward and eased her hand between Jade’s legs, realised what was wrong and eased jade onto her back, gently pushed Jade’s right thigh to part her legs. She licked her finger again and kissed jade’s left nipple even as she slowly teased her finger inside Jade, surprised at the heat and the damp. Knowing what her few boyfriends failed to appreciate her finger soon found the ideal spot for jade. As Jade shuddered she nipped her nipple softly with her teeth, things she tried miserably to educate her boyfriends about. Paddy kept eye contact with Jade as she brought her finger to her wide open mouth, put it all the way in before closing her lips over it and drawing it slowly out.

“God you learn quickly,” she breathed; even as Paddy returned her hand between Jade’s legs and eased her finger inside again. Paddy was surprised how sweet Jade had tasted but now she used Jade’s own moisture to lubricate a second finger and probed again, then a third, her fingers massaging Jade’s g-spot, her palm pushing down on her mons and squeezing her vagina onto her fingers. Jades feet drew up towards her bottom, her hips began to lift up and down and her breathing became fast and shallow. Paddy slowed her fingers until she heard a soft mewling “No, no” from Jade and began to probe deeper and quicker, making sure her g-spot was always stimulated. Jade began to lift her hips quicker, dragged her feet higher, opening her legs wider, her breathing rapid gasps until with a long drawn out sigh and a shudder that shook her whole body she straightened her legs and arched her back off the floor. Paddy continued to tease inside her vagina until Jade stiffened and thrust her hips even higher with a squealed “Aiii, Ayee, Aiii,” before she collapsed lifeless on the carpet. Paddy withdrew her fingers, gathered Jade close and cuddled with her, stroking her back in lazy slow circles.

When she recovered sufficiently Jade reached her mouth to Paddy’s, kissed her softly and murmured, “Who’s the teacher here? You are a natural sweetie.” Paddy just smiled and nipped Jade’s shoulder with her teeth. After a few minutes kissing and stroking Paddy felt Jade push away, she watched as Jade dragged two pillows close and heard her whisper, “Under your hips Pad,”  As Jade eased the pillows towards her Paddy arched her back, lifted her bottom and let Jade slide the pillows into place. Jade leaned over Paddy and kissed her sweetly then swung one leg between Paddy’s. She had no option other than to spread her legs when Jade moved her other leg so she was kneeling between Paddy’s. Jade was tall enough to lean over Paddy and kiss her lips, chew briefly on her lower lip. Then she trailed little kisses and nips down Paddy’s shoulder, chest, and breasts. She sucked briefly on her nipples, kissed her way down to her navel, explored there with her tongue before moving down between Paddy’s legs. She nipped and kissed Paddy’s inner thighs before moving her mouth directly to Paddy’s vagina. Paddy felt a coolness as jade blew gently over her vagina lips, then she felt jade’s stiffened tongue probing, finding a route to invade her body. Eagerly she drew up her feet, widening the space making it easier for Jade to push closer and probe deeper. She became lost in sensation, let her mind break free, felt liquid gushing from her, felt Jade lapping her juices, and losing control felt wave after wave course through her body. Jade continued to lick and probe but eventually Paddy had to shake her body free and push Jade’s head away. She felt Jade’s head rest on her stomach and laid still gasping for breath, waiting for control to return.

Eventually she tugged Jade’s hair gently who looked up and smiled, allowed herself to be drawn closer for a sweet kiss. Each girl could taste Paddy’s juice and they smiled. “Wow my first lesbian experience,” Paddy whispered, making Jade chuckle. Almost companiably they snuggled close, occasionally kissing stroking and caressing talking about anything and nothing. Eventually Jade had to break the spell because she had to use the loo. Paddy made cappuccino for them both and they sat close together, Paddy with her knees drawn up, head nestled into the crook of Jade’s shoulder. By unspoken choice they were both naked. They continued to talk as they drank their coffee. “Are you staying the night?” Paddy asked at one point, smiling happily when Jade said just two words, “Yes please.” A little later it was Paddy’s turn to break the spell, and when she came back she put on some orchestral classics as background music and snuggled with Jade again.

After a slow lingering kiss, Jade slipped her hand onto Paddy’s breast and squeezed firmly and nibbled her ear. “Am I going to get a spanking?” she whispered, her breath tickling Paddy’s ear. “Do you want a spanking too?” Paddy pulled away smiling, after their intimacy she was happy to talk about anything with Jade.

“You really like spanking do you?” she asked curiously. “Do you like giving spankings as well as receiving them? Are you a bi-spanker too?” she giggled.

“The expression is switch actually,” she laughed. “I much prefer receiving spankings, love having a hot botty. But I will happily give a spanking too. I always like to satisfy my partners. I don’t like strap on penises but if my partner wants to feel one or use one I will accept it for her pleasure, even get some pleasure from it myself.” Paddy found herself agreeing with that, she had known two partners who were so selfish it was hard for her to enjoy sex much at all with them. For her mutual pleasure greatly enhanced the pleasure for both. She knew her answer now.

“My dad spanked us kids,” she said. “So I know how to give one I suppose, and yes I’ll spank you. But I don’t know whether I’d like a spanking or not. I have never had one within a sexual relationship.” She laughed, “I was about to say it wouldn’t hurt to try but it probably would! But yes we can try that too, I might as well explore as much as I can”

Jade joined in the mirth then sobered and asked in a strange polite voice “Can I have my spanking at bedtime please?” Paddy nodded and smiled encouragingly as she asked what sort of spanking Jade liked. Jade happily explained she liked to have her bottom warmed with a hand first then any of various implements (or toys she explained) used to beat her into tears and submission. When Paddy explained she had no toys Jade merely laughed and asked if she had a wooden spoon, a spatula, plastic ruler or hairbrush? Paddy held her hands up in capitulation and laughed. She said what about the decorative leather belt she was wearing when they met, it had no metal eyelets. Jade’s eyes lit up and she agreed it would do nicely … very nicely.

“How would it be,” Paddy started, “if I warm your bottom with my hand then you can find out if I like being spanked then I’ll use my belt on you just before we get into bed?” She hesitated and continued. “Or would that spoil it for you? Spanking someone else between your spankings?”

Jade grinned and said “no that sounds pretty damn perfect to me.” She carried on seriously, “I know you are new to this but basically when you hand spank me please start gently and slowly increase the spanking till I am nicely toasted. It’s OK to tell me you are going to smack me harder but don’t ask me if I want it harder, after all YOU are supposed to be spanking ME. Try to tune in to my reactions, back off a little if you think I need it, smack harder if I look too comfortable.” She thought some more, “if it is really getting to be too much I will say my brain is amber, or the room is shaded amber, then just stroke me till I use the word green. I’ll probably say something like my moods a peaceful green now. If I want a complete stop I’ll use the word red. I will probably say Red brain or red light. But it’s best if you just control it yourself. When you punish me before bed though remember I like to be beaten into submission, till I cry please?”

Paddy thought about what Jade had said and nodded her agreement. She glanced at the clock and was amazed to see how late it was. She nudged Jade gently, kissed her softly when she turned to see what the nudge was for. “It’s late, time to put you over my knee,” she whispered. Jade looked up into her eyes and just nodded and stood up, stretching to her full 6` 1``. Paddy realised this was going to be a problem and thought briefly. “Hmmm you are a big girl, I only have bar stools in my kitchen diner, and neither of these couches would let you lay full length across my lap.” She thought some more and suddenly smiled, “I know,” she exclaimed. “Come with me.” She stood and reached for Jade’s hand and led her through to her bedroom, both girls naked, neither thinking it odd that the diminutive blonde should be leading the large, raw boned Amazon. In her bedroom Paddy pulled out the large ornamental chest and sat on the end of it. The chest had a curved top and stood nearly three feet at its’ highest point. She beckoned Jade to her side with a smile. Jade complied without haste or hesitation, and hissed softly as Paddy reached up and tugged her forward by her left nipple. She fell easily over her new lover’s lap, stretching herself easily, hands supporting her heavy shoulders, her legs together and pointed. Even as Jade enjoyed the feel of her naked belly against Paddy’s thighs she was becoming more and more aware of the hand stroking her derrière. A hand she suddenly remembered was like her own, toughened and calloused from constant heaving on wet ropes. She couldn’t help wriggling her bottom in anticipation.

Paddy began to slap gently all over the wide strong bottom before her, she slapped for a few seconds, rubbed and caressed for a few seconds then slapped again, each time just a little bit harder. As strong as Jade obviously was eventually the slaps were hard enough to make her lovely pink cheeks bounce a little. Jade for her part was loving this part of it, she was rocking her hips on Paddy’s lap, relaxing when she was caressed. She felt Paddy’s hand run down her thigh then explore between her legs, then move back onto her cheeks. This time Paddy put more effort into her spanking, the meaty smacks sounding loud in the quiet room. The first hard smack took Jade by surprise, bringing forth a soft yelp. She gathered herself and received a dozen hard smacks stoically before she felt the soothing caresses again. The sight to Paddy was a s delicious as it felt to Jade. The one enjoyed the sight of a reddened bottom slowly writhing over her lap; the other enjoyed the sweet sting in her cheeks, the feelings of giving up control, submitting. Paddy explored between Jades legs again and was not surprised to feel her juices flowing. Jade squirmed at the invasion even as she enjoyed it. She heard Paddy whisper, “Brace yourself,” and tensed and relaxed just as Paddy began  to spank in earnest, landing hard smacks in a slow steady beat, down one cheek, then the other, then twice in each spot, then three times driving the heat deeper and deeper. Paddy kept an eye on her lover’s body, guessed that the three smacks on the same spot repeated in six different places was enough. Certainly the way Jade was squirming and wriggling indicated such. She thought the colours she was responsible for on the muscled cheeks was wonderful. Her own palm was feeling the sting. She caressed Jade for a full two minutes, stroking her thighs, her back, her bottom, between her legs. When Jade realised she had finished she turned and smiled bright eyed at Paddy, eyes bright with passion and unshed tears. She lay supine now just enjoying the burning heat and the soothing caresses. Eventually Paddy tapped Jade’s thigh and pushed her off her lap. Jade knelt between Paddy’s legs and they shared sweet kisses. Paddy wrapped her legs round Jade as she rested her head just below her breasts. They remained in peaceful harmony rocking slowly for nearly ten minutes before Jade stirred. She looked up, kissed Paddy slowly and whispered her thanks. Together they stood, and Paddy went to fetch fresh juice which they both drank hungrily, both finding they had a fierce thirst. They sat on the chest, Jade at the back, Paddy in front, leaning back against Jade’s breasts. Jade slowly ran her cold glass over Paddy’s nipples, chuckling as she felt Paddy squirm. Her hand replaced the glass to play with the cold hardened nipples. Paddy twisted her head back and to one side to share a kiss then asked quietly if it was her turn yet, or would Jade like longer to enjoy her own spanking. Jade had smiled and nodded and agreed that yes Paddy should now receive her hot bottom.

Paddy stood so Jade could move to the edge of the chest, stood naked before her waiting. Jade reached for her and pulled her gently over her lap. Though Paddy went without resistance she suddenly realised just how big and strong Jade was. Physically she was like a child controlled by an adult. Her mind regressed to the few childhood spankings she had been given and stretched out dutifully. Jade’s heavy left hand rested on the small of Paddy’s back, her large right hand wandered all over her bare buttocks, her thighs, her inner thighs, her vagina. Then she began to spank, not as softly as Paddy had started but not hard. Enough to bring an immediate sting, she kept the spanks evenly spaced, used perhaps two dozen spanks to cover Paddy’s cheeks three times over. It was obvious Paddy had not been spanked recently, she yelped at he first swat and the second, then she got control and remained as still as she was able. Her bottom squirmed and wriggled but she made no real attempt to break free. Paddy really did feel like a child, the large woman easily controlling her, the hard hand stinging her, she was relieved when Jade stopped and started to stroke her cheeks again. She sighed and relaxed as gentle fingers stroked her bottom and explored between her legs. All too soon she felt a gentle slap on her left thigh, felt Jade’s hand on her hot bottom.

“Right let’s finish you off Pad,” she heard. Even as she braced herself she thought whimsically that her nickname now seemed to be abbreviated. All thoughts were driven from her head as Jade’s hard hand landed. An involuntary “youch!” was forced from her lips. Jade waited maybe five seconds for the sting to establish itself before she slapped Paddy again. Paddy winced and wriggled but remained in place. Jade continued her slow spanking, taking the time to really enjoy the way her new lover’s bottom bounced under her palm, the way she yelped or hissed, the way her bottom turned crimson. Jade spanked each cheek three times then repeated it twice more, judging that the eighteen swats would have Paddy ready to dance without making her lose control. Paddy for her part was writhing, she found she was just coming to terms with the intense burning swat when the next one landed. Half way through her final ordeal Paddy discovered something … she didn’t like the pain but she loved being controlled and loved submitting to this powerful woman. Somehow this transmuted the pain to pleasure. She still wriggled and squirmed, still yelped and squealed at the pain but now she revelled in the sensations too. All the same she was pleased when Jade stopped, believed Jade had gauged her limits just right. She accepted Jade’s fondling with delight, knowing she would be enjoying the sight of her rosy cheeks, just as she had earlier when their positions were reversed. Jade was pleased with her handiwork and took her time caressing and exploring Paddy’s cheeks and thighs and between her legs. Paddy was so willing to trust her friend she could have fallen asleep over her lap, but she shook herself when Jade tapped her thigh and said “Up you get.” She stood up and much to Jade’s amusement started to rub her cheeks furiously, making her breasts jiggle so beautifully. Jade gathered the smaller woman in her arms and crushed her against her chest, tilted her head up to hers to kiss her slowly, tenderly. “Well done sweetie, you took that really well. I’m proud of you.” Paddy beamed and rewarded them both with another kiss, deliberately squirming her breasts against Jade. They parted and Paddy gave Jade a new unopened toothbrush and left her cleaning her teeth while she padded naked round the flat compulsively tidying up. Unconsciously she often rubbed her burning cheeks as she did her chores. When she heard the shower start she returned to the bathroom and stepped into the shower with Jade. It was a tight fit with Jade being so tall and broad but they managed with much mirth and many tender moments. They washed each other from head to foot, soaping each other’s breasts and backs. Jade knelt first and carefully sponged between Paddy’s legs turned her round carefully washed between her cleft, washed her legs and then lifted first one foot onto her lap then the other. Paddy returned the favour happily and then they towelled each other off. The cuddled and kissed then walked through to the bedroom.

Jade thrilled when Paddy spoke, “Kneel by the bed while I get the strap Jade.” She was so pleased her new lover, the novice spanker, had taken her earlier words to heart and was taking charge. She sank gracefully down and watched Paddy as she moved about the bedroom. Paddy went to the wardrobe and retrieved her decorative leather belt. She saw that the two fastening straps would be a hindrance so she took a scalpel from her art box and trimmed them off. “It’s an old belt, don’t worry,” she whispered. She laid the belt along the dresser, realised it was a touch long and too broad to grip. So she made a narrower handle at one end that effectively shortened the strap to about 24 inches. She proudly let the erstwhile belt swing slowly in front of jade’s eyes. Jade watched the strap fascinated, feeling that wonderful sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. She watched as Paddy put the strap back on the dresser and moved a pillow. Her bed was modern tubular steel made to look like an old cast iron frame. Paddy put the pillow over the middle of the footboard, looked at Jade and said in a low firm voice. “Stand up Jade, fetch the strap here please.” As she moved to obey she thought what a delicious touch that was, making her fetch the instrument of her own punishment. Little did she realise how much Paddy had been thinking and worrying about this, wanting it to be good for Jade. Paddy accepted the newly made strap from Jade and pointed with it at the bed. “Bend over the pillow please, onto the mattress and then reach out with your hands and hold the bed knobs at either side.” Jade studied the bed and worked it out, she bent right over till her breasts flattened on the stiff mattress, reached sideways and back slightly to grip the brass balls that topped each corner post. She realised she was almost in a position adopted by young children pretending to fly. Her bottom she realised was pushed right out and high. She felt exposed and vulnerable … just the position she craved. She heard and sensed Paddy step forward to her left, felt the strap’s cool face across her cheeks.

“Six strokes at a time, girl,” she heard just as the strap was lifted and brought down across her bottom just hard enough to make her squirm; the effect was to her wonderful.

Paddy had learned from Jade and waited about five seconds before the nest stroke. The strap covered both cheeks and quite a proportion of her cheeks. She realised six strokes would cover her friend’s bottom at least twice. She kept the swats nice and even, delighted at the soft crack as it landed, loved the broad pink stripes, the hiss from Jade at each stroke. By the sixth her bottom was beginning to push away from the strap as it landed. Jade was in heaven, she felt herself sinking into her own submissiveness. The heat was building in her bottom. As the sixth swat landed Paddy waited a few seconds and went to lean next to Jade on the mattress. She grasped her hair gently, turned her head towards her, leaned in and kissed her, tasting the peppermint on her breath. She ran the strap down Jade’s spine, kissed her again then moved back into position saying, “Six more I think, a little harder.” Jade shivered at the words, mentally braced herself.

The crack of the belt was louder, Jade’s hiss was immediate, her bottom thrust forward but immediately regained position ready for the next swat. Paddy began to enjoy herself more and more as her confidence grew. Jade’s bottom was turning crimson all over by the time she finished. Jade was lost in her own world, all that mattered was the pain in her bottom, her feelings of submission. She bore the six swats gleefully, feeling herself being driven into that place she needed.

Paddy moved to Jade’s side again, turned her head again. They shared a conspiratorial smile before they shared a kiss. “The next six are going to make you yelp lover,” she said as she kissed Jade again. “Your bottom will be on fire.” Another kiss. “Then you will still have another six to look forward to.” They shared another kiss, Jade feeling a wave of nervous anticipation course through her. “Now back to it,” Paddy said as she picked up the strap and positioned herself. Jade tensed and relaxed as she felt the strap across her broad cheeks. The sharp crack as the first swat landed startled them both, Jade lifter her head and yelped, her bottom twitched but she remained in place. Paddy kept the same slow pace, enjoying every second she could watch her friend’s bottom turning red. She loved the power even a she was humbled by such submission. By the sixth stroke Jade was yelling out loud, her bottom was thrusting back and forth and her right leg was trembling. But she had stoically held fast. Paddy returned to Jade and twisted her head to face her. Tears had run freely down her face, her eyes were red, she was obviously in pain but still in control. Paddy leaned forward and kissed hot salty tears from her face. “This was all discipline my girl but the final six will be real punishment,” she whispered. They kissed, slow and sweet before Paddy pulled away, “Just six more to face … but you will have to be brave for me girl,” Again they kissed, Paddy ran her hand over Jade’s back, felt a slight tremor. Jade was in an ecstasy of submission even as she fought to control the pain of her burning cheeks. She felt Paddy move away, stretching her lower lip as she sucked till they parted. She picked up the strap and tapped it on her palm, “Be brave girl,” she heard even as Paddy took up position again.  As soon as the strap touched her cheeks Jade felt it lift then brought sharply down with a crack that filled the room. She tried to stifle a scream by clenching her teeth. The second stroke landed all too soon, and she shook her head and moaned. Five seconds later the strap forced a real scream from her throat. Tears began to flow freely. The fourth stroke just drove the burning deeper, made her bottom wriggle, but the fifth had her sobbing hysterically, she was begging for it to stop, making promises about her behaviour. Paddy was concerned but realised the word red had not been used, so after five seconds she brought the strap up again. She hesitated for long enough for Jade to start to turn her head questioningly. She slammed the strap down, bringing a real scream of pain from Jade, who collapsed over the bed crying her eyes out. Paddy looked down at her new lover, at her heaving ribs, her hysterical sobbing, her flaming red buttocks and felt proud and humble and knew one thing. She too would submit to this one day, she needed to know.

When Jade’s crying became more normal Jade tenderly helped her to stand. Jade almost collapsed into her arms gabbling about how sorry she was, how she would be better in future. Paddy shushed her and guided her to the side of the bed. She cuddled Jade close, eased her into the bed and climbed in with her, their bodies melting together. Jade held on as if her life depended on it, squeezed herself close. Paddy just held her, kissed the top of her head, stroked her head and shoulders. She felt Jade slowly becoming calmer, her sobs now just occasional sniffs. She turned her head up to Paddy for a kiss and whispered almost silently, “Thank you Pad, I really needed that.” Then to Paddy’s amazement she drifted off to sleep, her breathing deeper, not quite a snore. Paddy smiled and held her safe, thought about her day, all that it had held. She had immediately liked Jade, her car and her attitude. The boat was fabulous, but what about the lesbianism and the spankings? She searched her soul and could find no guilt. They had hurt no one, had indeed given each other much pleasure. Mentally she conceded that sure the spankings hurt but did not cause injury to outside parties. Mentally she shrugged and decided she had nothing to berate herself about.

After half an hour or so Jade came slowly awake, a blank look on her face. Then she winced and touched her bottom and smiled a wide open friendly smile into Paddy’s eyes and thanked her again.

They talked long into the night, and at some point made love. Jade introduced her to another novel experience, a sixty nine. For the first time Paddy tasted another woman, drank directly from her. Finally, exhausted they slept.

To Be Continued © subjenny