And Sister came too

by The\Sensual Spanker - all rights reserved.

It certainly was an unusual occurrence. I had made the acquaintance of a lady over the internet through my website. The lady, Joyce, was obviously interested in receiving a spanking, but was naturally exceedingly nervous about actually having it and about meeting a stranger who would perform this particular activity.

She hummed and haaed about an assignation, but eventually agreed to meet - in Las Vegas, which we were both to visit at around the same time - as long as her sister came along to the initial meeting. After some thought I agreed, and so it was that the three of us were sitting at a second storey canal-side cafe in the Venetian hotel to get acquainted.

In some ways a meeting of a threesome was difficult. I wasn't sure how much Joyce had told her sister (I hadn't caught her name) about the reason for the meeting - or indeed how much she wanted me to broach the subject, but in the event I needn't have worried.

Joyce was in her mid 30s - slim dark and attractive and, despite her nervousness was, in reality, full of self confidence. She obviously had confided more than I had anticipated in her sister, who was a little older, a little heavier, but still reasonably attractive. Looks ran in the family I thought. She was obviously deeply suspicious of me and my intentions towards her younger sibling - quite rightly I suppose.

Anyway we each ordered frozen margaritas and a somewhat stilted conversation ensued, largely bordering around the fringes of the subject. But eventually I did bring it to the forefront by asking Joyce exactly what kind of spanking she would like to receive, given that she wanted to go through with this - something I was beginning to think a little unlikely given the elder sister's obvious disapproval of the whole idea.

"I've always fantasised about a real punishment spanking" said Joyce. "I've read some of your stories and you don't always seem to go that far, but somehow the thought of having a spanking totally outside my control is a hell of a turn-on for me."

Well, punishment spankings aren't really my thing, although I have given a few in my time, so I took great pains to explain to Joyce what I mean by a punishment spanking, and that far from it being sensual - although I knew it was for some ladies I had met - it was likely to hurt tremendously, and would be something she would remember every time she sat - or looked in the mirror when she was naked for several days. Given that she claimed that she hadn't been spanked before I thought this might be a sufficient deterrent and maybe she'd decide instead on one of my more sensual spankings.

By this time we were on our third margarita each - and they serve large margaritas at the Venetian! - and maybe it was Dutch courage, but Joyce decided she definitely wanted her punishment spanking. I waited for her sister to dissuade her, but she didn't - indeed she seemed to think it was a good idea. And when Joyce went off to the ladies room she leant over and said to me "Make sure you really punish the spoilt little bitch"

I looked a little surprised. "Joyce" she said "was always our parent's favourite. She could do no wrong in our house. Any misdoings were always my fault as I was the older by three years and did she play on that. No she never got a spanking, but I did, several times and it was always because of her. She used to think it funny. And its continued right through life and I'd just love to see her get her come-uppance for once in her life. By heavens she deserves it."

Joyce returned, slightly unsteadily, and sat down again. "Right - are we off for my spanking" loudly enough for a couple at the next table to look really hard at us. I paid the bill and led the two ladies out of the Venetian and across the road to the Mirage where I was staying. I wondered how I was going to handle this. I still wanted to dissuade Joyce from her punishment spanking, but then I'd lose the support of her sister and wouldn't get to spank her at all. Well, I thought, when we get to the hotel and get Joyce up to my room alone there's enough time to talk some sense into her and maybe downgrade the spanking at least a little.

But instead of stopping off in the casino, Joyce's sister came up to the room with us. I certainly wasn't sure about this. Joyce didn't seem worried though. Well, I assumed sex was out - maybe I would give her a real punishment spanking after all.  I wondered whteher her sister would stay and watch - the thought made me excited.  I'd never spanked with an audience before.

The sister went to the bathroom and while she was in there I asked Joyce if she minded her sister being there during her spanking. "Oh, don't worry" she said - she'll look after me same as ever. Make sure you don't spank me too hard - or anything else for that matter. She's always looked after me - she's stupid like that. Wouldn't do it for her, silly cow, but she has her uses."

Right there and then I decided that a real punishment spanking was warranted. I went over to my suitcase and took out the heavy wooden clothesbrush and my knobbly rubber soled karate shoe. I'm told this is about the most painful implement I use.

When her sister came out of the bathroom I told her to go and sit down in the armchair. I spoke to her directly, ignoring Joyce for the moment.

"As you heard, Joyce has requested a punishment spanking. Once I start a punishment I take it right through. Are you and she happy about that?" I looked at Joyce and she smiled and said "Sure" although I was pretty certain she didn't really mean it. She was in for a shock.

Her sister said "Yes, that's what she said. I suppose you'd better get on with it."

"Alright Joyce - now take your panties off, and come and lie over my knee. As a kindness to you I'm going to give you a taste of a less severe sensual spanking to warm you up, and to show you what you are missing now you have chosen a punishment."

She lay across my knee and I positioned her in place, lifted up her skirt and started rubbing and handspanking her bottom. Her sister sat there and watched intensely.   I could see her tongue moistening her lips as I did this.  She was obviously getting a little turned on herself seeing what I was doinf to her sister.  I spanked Joyceenough to make her bottom glow a little, and rubbed her enough and low enough down to make her spread her legs inviting more. My fingers played with her pussy. She started breathing faster and moaning gently. I stopped mid-arousal.  I was damned if I was goung to let her come.

"Now that's what you could have had" I said as I picked up the hairbrush. I moved my legs so she was firmly clamped in between them and started to spank her hard with the hairbrush. There was suddenly a changed attitude. After only a couple she asked me to stop. After ten she was vainly trying to protect her bottom with her hand and crying for me to stop. I gave her 30 with the hairbrush and stopped. Her bottom was red with purple bruises. She was sobbing hysterically.

"Why didn't you stop?" she said between sobs.

"You asked for a punishment spanking and that's what you're getting. You don't tell me when to stop. If I'm giving you a punishment I decide when to stop."

"You bastard" she said. "Let me up."

"Certainly not Joyce." I said "We're not even half way through. I call the tune, remember? This is what you wanted and this is what you're getting."

"Make him stop." She appealed to her sister.

Her sister just smiled sweetly. "No. Its OK Joyce. This is what you wanted and I've got to see that you get it. It wouldn't be fair on you if the spanking was stopped. You would always regret it if it was stopped now. You'd never know what a real punishment spanking was about, and I think its about time you did."

"Nooooooo. I've had enough. Honestly?"

"Sorry, Joyce - you're just going to have to see it through to the end." And I could almost see her thinking out loud - "and I'm going to enjoy every last sppank you get."

"And now Joyce" I said "You're also going to learn that its a mistake to call someone a bastard when you're barebottomed across their knee"

I picked up the karate shoe.

Well I fairly laid into her with it - probably fifty strokes. She bucked and yelled and the shoe hitting the bottom seemed to make a noise like a rifle shot. I just hoped no-one would call security. I finished when I felt she'd taken more than enough punishment and she just lay over my knee sobbing her heart out. She got up very gingerly. Her bottom was just a mass of purple bruising. It was going to be very sore for a long time. I almost felt sorry for her.

She looked at her sister who sat there impassively.

"Well Joyce, did you enjoy it?" she said sweetly.

"No I fucking didn't" sobbed Joyce.

"I think maybe she needs a few more for bad language" said the sister.

Hearing that Joyce grabbed her panties and ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. We could hear her wailing away.

The sister got up and came over to me. She had an interesting light in her eye.

"God that got me excited" she said. "Even more than the first time I had sex. When she's gone I want you to give me one of your sensual spankings" She kissed me hard pressing herself against me, grinding her groin into mine where I was very hard and erect. She reached down and played with my erection through my trousers. "And when you've finished spanking me I'm going to give you the best fuck you've ever had in your life. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Maybe sis won't take me for granted any more."

Well, we didn't wait for 'sis' to come out of the bathroom. We were both too aroused for that. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse and undid her brassiere. Her breasts were a delight. I kissed her nipples and nuzzzled them, sliding my hands down to her skirt. I found the zip and slid that down. She stepped out of the skirt. I removed her panties and she stood naked before me. She really did have curves in all the right places. She unbuttoned my shirt and slid it off my shoulders. She knelt in front of me, loosened my belt, unzipped my trousers and they fell to the floor. I stepped out of them and out of my shoes. She very slowly eased my briefs down and my cock sprung out rigidly in front of her face. She kissed it and closed her lips round the end tonguing it gently.

She stood up again, pressing her naked body to mine.

"I think its time for my spanking now" she said.

I sat down on the bed and drew her over my knee. Her bottom was round and plump. I stroked it all over and slapped it gently a few times. She already had her legs wide apart easing my fingers path to her pussy. I obliged and massaged her clit until she came and came again.

"Now for the spanking" I said.

I spanked her a little harder all over her bottom until it was bright red. She twitched a little over my knee, but I knew that, although I was spanking her fairly hard, she could take this easily. More spanking, more massage, more orgasms.

She was in the middle of one of these orgasms when Joyce emerged from the bathroom. Her face was still tearstreaked. She looked in horror at her sister over my knee.

"I bet he preferred spanking me you sad fat old cow" she almost spat at her sister.

Her sister got up from over my knee, grabbed Joyce by the hair, pushed her down on the bed, and amidst wails picked up my hairbrush and gave her a dozen vicious spanks with it before Joyce had realised what was happening to her.

"For once in your life you've got what you really deserve you unpleasant and ungrateful little bitch" she said. "Maybe you'll treat me with some respect in future."

Joyce was sobbing again and rushed to the bathroom once more.

Her sister handed me the hairbrush. "Sorry I lost my rag. I think you'd better use this on me as a punishment." as she eased her way back over my knee.

I gave her twenty hard with the hairbrush which she took almost unflinchingly. When I had finished she stood up, pushed me back on the bed and lay on top of me, kissing me really hard. "God that hurt, but it was good too - and I deserved it" she said.

She slid down my body, kissing me all the time until she came to my cock which she took in her mouth working her tongue up and down and fondling and squeezing my balls. She was doing this when the bathroom door opened again and Joyce came out once more. She stood and watched. Her sister didn't care and I was far too worked up to worry. The sister looked up.

"Hang around Joyce, you may learn how to treat a man" she said.

She straightened out beside me on the bed, drawing me to her. She rolled on to her back and I slid between her legs and entered her.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" she said putting her legs straight up in the air so I could enter real deep. I moved in and out of her - first slowly and then faster, then I slowed down again. Sometimes playing my cock at the lips of her vagina and on her clitoris, sometimes sliding it in deep as I could go. She was coming all the time. I think she found her sister watching her was a major turn on. We must have gone on like this for fifteen or twenty minutes before I could contain myself no longer. Eight or nine deep hard strokes and the pleasure of a very intense orgasm coursed through my body. I collapsed between her legs, still inside her. I was spent.

When it was over we lay in each other's arms.  It was only then that Joyce left the room - still crying and rubbing her bottom.

"I've never had sex like that before - maybe I never will again. I didn't know I had that much passion in me. Another thank you" her sister said as she cuddled tight.

I never did get to know her name!