A Creative Spanked Wife
Hope you feel better soon Patty! Get lots of rest and let Fred treat you like the angel that you are.
My best to you both,
Dani
Fred: Thanks for the drawing.. will work on it today..
Patty: Hope you get to feeling better... Poor nurses.. don't they catch it all?? Everyone coming in coughing, sneezing, puking.. etc etc
Who will take care of the patients if the poor nurses are sick?
Hope the job situation is better!!
Connie ought to be able to come up with some incredible story for the drawing... Maybe soon all of us closet writers will come out!! ha ha
Becky
Feel better soon patty... both physically and peace of mind at work.
Thank Fred for digging around. Love it too!
Two roomie's go hiking. Spanker planned this hike to deal with a catty, sloppy room mate, who is forever getting into some kind of trouble and causing real problems at home.
She comes home on a Friday night, room mate has once again raided her clothes closet again...always without asking... already gone for the night. Spanker's Bf to find a grumpy g/f. Grumbling about roomie, once again. Which he is so tired of hearing about, to begin with. Along with her attitude...and her refusal to deal with the problem. Besides its making what he thought was going to be a great evening, a pain in the ass again. So he decides to change that right now and show her. Finds the hairbrush and adjusts her attitude straight away... When she wakes in the morning, she knows what she must do! The hike...
Patty, I hope you feel better soon.
Elise and J. (that's what everyone calls her) are camping with their husbands Mark and Leo at a cabin by a mountain lake. The camp is quite secluded, but there is a hiking trail that passes by, along the water's edge. One morning, J. is doing the breakfast dishes while Mark (Elise's husband) is drying. Elise walks into the kitchen and finds the two locked in embrace with their tongues down each other's throats. She slips out again unnoticed, biding her time. She knows she will have plenty of time to confront J. when the boys are off fishing.
After the boys are gone, Elise confronts J. Skip the boring dialogue, but the end result is that J. has to submit to a spanking and promise to stay away from Mark or Elise will spill the beans to Leo. J. agrees to the spanking. The catch, however, is that the spanking is to be bare-bottomed and OTK, out by the picnic table in full sight of the hiking trail.
"But what if someone comes by?" J. wails.
"Then someone will know what wench you are," answers Elise. In her mind she adds, "And it would really be interesting if the boys come back early from fishing and caught us. Then J. would have a lot of explaining to do!"
Elise grabs the "Vermonster" bath brush and orders J. out to the picnic table. The drawing illustrates what ensues.
Tell me, do the boys come back while J. is being spanked? And then what happens?
I have my own ideas, but I'd be delighted if someone else would finish the story. I'm sure Fred has some pretty good ideas!
Aw, Fred! You know most of us here don't get inspired by same-sex scenes, let alone being the spanker. We like getting spanked by our guy, end of story.
Well, almost. Here's the best I can come up with. (The guy's name is just a coincidence, I can assure you.)
Feel better, Patty!:
"Hold it right there, Cindy dear," Fred said as he positioned the camera on his tripod.
"Of course I'm gunna hold it," Cindy lashed back. "Patty's been my best friend since we first tangled with you at that Outward Bound camp almost thrity years ago. You don't think I'd actually spank her, do you?"
"Heh, heh, heh. As you can see, you don't have to. I beat her butt pretty good this morning," Fred smirked.
Patty piped up, "You guys and your freakin' lesbian fantasies. Can't we just get you a tie for your birthday, like every normal guy?"
"If you did," Fred said, wetting his lips, "you know what I'd do with it."
Hi Patty, hope you feel better soon. Don't know what your weather's like in November, here we get spells of dry and cold or wet and warm, quite a lot of us find that difficult to cope with.
Nice drawing Patty, makes me wonder, do you ever fantasize about being spanked by a woman?
I'm of the same mind as Non-Viking Lori, same sex spanking does nothing for me.
Maybe you're acting out a scene from Pink Bottomed Girls!!!
Anyway dear girl, hope you feel better soon, lay back and let Fred take care of you.
Love & Hugs.
Paul.
I hope you feel better soon patty.
Hope you feel better, Patty! Thanks for the picture, Fred! Beautiful, as always it is! Maybe it's two women who when out camping with their hubbies and got into trouble together so they were told they each got as spanking, but the gals had to give it to each other, and if they didn't do it well enough, then they got switched every night until they went home! LMAO Errr something like that!
Charity just broke up with my brother. She was a friend of long standing and I was looking forward to calling her sister. She would not talk to him in an effort to work things out. They were perfect for each other and I fully intended to get to the bottom of the matter.
Charity was not sure she wanted to talk to me. But since we have been friends for years and she needed to talk to someone, she finally agreed we would talk at the cabin where she had enjoyed many hours with my family.
After hours of talking and more than a few beers, I understood what was going on in her mind. Yes, she loved Dudley. No, she did not want to cancel the wedding that was two weeks away. Yes, she was nervous. Dudley had scared her. How could she possibly not realize? More to the point, how had Dudley kept his hands off her bratty butt or not even introduced the idea to her?
Charity was stressing out over the wedding to Dudley the other night and he told her he could help her deal with the stress. When Charity had asked how, he told her he would spank her. Out of the blue...while she was ranting...and she had never been spanked in her entire life. My, my...my little brother was not the smooth operator I thought he was.
I gave Charity her first spanking that weekend. She did not trust my brother, but was going to marry him? Did she love Dudley enough to talk this out with him? I guess I got her attention because she called Dudley from the cabin and asked him to come and talk things out.
I think he helped her de-stress a little, too, after I went home. They came by my home later and I noticed she sat down gingerly. The wedding is on again and she is very relaxed.
All's well that ends well.
Patty, hope you start feeling better soon. Sometimes when stress overtakes your life I think it takes so much out of you that your resistance is lowered. I don't have any proof medically, but it happends to me. Heck, you and a couple of commentors posted that you had sniffles and didn't feel well. The next day I had sniffles-power of suggestion or maybe they travel over the internet???right.
Walk in Peace,
R
She was walking in the woods having a heart to heart with “herself”. Yes, finally after all these years she had a burden of conscience.
“Patty! I have SOOO had it with you!” says Sheila.
“Whadda mean had it with me!” Patty wails.
“You can be so irritating, hateful and your behavior is absolutely deplorable!”
“What the hell! Do you think you are my conscience?” Patty whines.
“Yes!” Sheila said.
“Well! It wasn’t me that cut my hair several years ago now was it??” Patty
“The hell it wasn’t! You at least had everything to do with it! You influenced me!”
“Oh! I didn’t either! You whacked off your own braids! You just couldn’t wrap them in a towel “Whine, whine whine OH Eamon They’re wet and cold!” Patty mocked her.
“Patty! You just SO piss me off sometimes! You are ALWAYS getting me into trouble with Eamon! It’s no wonder Fred spanks your ass so often, probably not near ENOUGH!” says Sheila!
“Look! You made your own trouble! Don’t blame me for that! Hitting him with clumps of mud, tipping over the canoe…All your own doing” Patty flares back.
“Oh Please! You are responsible for what goes on in BOTH our lives. Do you think you fool anyone? Changing all the names in your stories? You know darn well YOU are the one who got ALL the spankings! Deserved everyone of them!” Sheila retorts. The girls grab each other by the hair and both go down to the ground.
Can you guess which one is getting spanked?? Patty of course!
HA HA HA HA Thanks for allowing us to add our 2 cents Fred!
Becky
Lovely drawing, Patty. Thanks for sharing it with us Fred. I'm not much of a story-teller....
Feel better soon, Patty.
Caia
Cute stories everyone. lol. Lovely picture Patty. I won't even try to write a story, I think this is one of Mitch's fantasies.
"What would you be willing to do for the man you marry?",Cathy asked.
Terry looked off into the nearby woods for the answer to Cathy's question.They had often shared thoughts about boys throughout their friendship.Now in these teenage years,those questions had taken on a darker tone.At least on Cathy's part,they had.
"You mean,like in bed?",Terry smiled,"I'd be willing to give him a blowjob,if thats what he wanted."Terry quietly hoped that Cathy was shocked by her declaration.
Cathy smiled back,content in the knowledge of her edge in sexual knowledge on her best friend,who was actually older than her by almost four months.
"What if he wants to spank you?"
Terry's mouth fell open as if the offending question had actually been put to her by a prospective suitor.
"What!Why?Why would he want that?",Terry practically shouted.
Cathy's tone and demeanor,designed to remind her friend that they were only out of sight of her parents home but it wasnt necessary to test their collective hearing,became almost a whisper.
"Hold it down,will you?Some guys like that.It turns them on."
Terry was silent.This was something she felt she could tell no one about.Something full of shame.Something full of....sin or something.Denial had been her best defense.There had to be something wrong with her.She could not tell a soul.Not even her best friend.
"I would take it,for the right man.If it made him happy",Cathy prodded proudly,knowing that every time she made a proclamation of this sort,Terry's own views on the chosen topic would edge closer to her own.
Cathy considered herself mucho more worldly than Terry and if Terry was ever gonna loosen up and enjoy her life,then by God,it was up to Cathy to help her out.Those pictures that Cathy had seen on Dad's computer last night had been constantly on her mind.(Dad knew nothing of files that are downloaded from web sites,and how they are found in the stored files section.Unlike with her best friend,however,Cathy never felt the need to educate her Dad on such worldly matters).
Terry's mouth was dry,as it always was when she felt a challenge on her maturity level.At least this time Cathy didnt have the pieces in place,like the time she bragged about finding her mother's vibrator and how she had used it on herself.
"I...I would....if he loves me....and Ive ...messed up.I would.I would take a spanking.",Terry stammered.
Cathy shook her head and smiled.Her look was one of condescension,which she knew was something that drove Terry insane.
"Theresa,honey.Your parents have always thought you were an angel and you've never had an ass beating in your life.You dont even understand what you are agreeing to."
"Well,then",Terry responded with a lift of her chin,"I guess if he really loves me,he wont hurt me bad,will he"
Game,set and match.Cathy raised her eyebrows and gave "the look" with her head tilted forward.The look that her mother always used when proclaiming doom and gloom about things that would someday be understood by a more mature Cathy.
"Girl,you have no experience in that position.You have no idea what you are saying."
Terry felt that familiar sinking in her heart.She was losing again.She loved Cathy like a sister but sometimes even sisters could piss you off so much you wanted to crack them over the skull with something hard and heavy.Well,not that bad,but you know how it is.
"Well,I guess Ill just have to wing it when I get there,huh?"Terry finally offered after struggling for a sharp comeback.
"You want to find out what its like?Figure out what you would be getting yourself into?If you hook up with a guy who is a Dom...that means dominant....chances are he is gonna punish you when you screw up."
Terry smelled a trap and tried to back out gracefully."Who says Im gonna marry a Dom anyhow?Im sure lots of guys out there dont spank their wives.They'd end up in jail,wouldnt they?"
"Yeah,theres lots of guys who dont.If you like that type,thats fine.Me?I like a man who's a man.I dont want some wuss who takes crap from anybody,not even his woman."
Terry recalled the time she saw Mel Gibson slap Michelle Pfieffer in that one movie she watched on HBO."Tequila Sunrise" was the name of it and Mel slapped her to drive her away from him ,because he was a crook and he loved her and didnt want her to be around a crook,but she took it,three times, and told him she loved him anyways.God,Terry remembered,she went straight to bed and crept her hand under the sheets,under the waistband of her panties....
"Yeah,"Terry folded,"nobody likes to be hooked up with a wuss."She broke out in giggles and Cathy joined her.
"I brought this",Cathy stated,out of the silence that ensued.
From the back pocket of her blue jeans,she produced the hair brush,and laid it out on the picnic table.
They both looked at it,like a murder weapon from an old black and white movie.
Terry struggled with her inner monologue momentarily.She felt the manipulation that Cathy was attempting but at the same time that scene from the movie she had just watched a few months ago kept playing in her head.Especially how his thin attempt at scaring Michelle away had taken Terry by surprise.The pain of the face slap was secondary to what the woman felt for him.It was matched by a womans desire and love.She took it for him.She was strong enough to take the slap and the pain.To Terry,that was the ultimate.The tension was so sexually driven.
In her silence,Terry came upon an idea,located exactly where Cathy had been leading her.While Cathy was certainly not Mel Gibson,maybe they could play like when they were younger.She remembered summer days long past in the tree house at Cathy's house,not far from this spot at the edge of the woods.They played different roles and it didnt matter if the role was male or female,they acted both out with heart and soul.Could they play that way again,even at their advanced age?
"Could we do it like when we were younger and play act?Like a dirty fantasy maybe?,"Terry heard herself saying,not quite believing it was her voice at all.
Cathy's eyes changed.They didnt get dark exactly,but they changed just the same.She usually got exactly what she wanted,especially from Terry.
"Yeah!Ill be the boyfriend,and you didnt get the dishes done like I told you to."She pointed a serious index finger in Terry's face."And this time,your boyfriend is gonna give you a little reminder"
Cathy gave herself a moment to get into character and then began.
"What?Ive been at work,busting my ass all day and all you've done is sit around the house and watch soap operas?I told you what would happen if you wasted time again,woman.Jeans and panties down!Now!Im gonna teach you a lesson you wont ever forget!"
Terry swallowed hard,mouth really dry now.Her heart was pounding,but to be quite honest,the clench she felt in her groin was the same on the night she watched that movie.She nodded her head,trying to form the words,and nearly failed.
O-O-Okay,I-I-will..."
"Ok?I will?,Terry's disbelief was evident."You say'Yes Sir'or'Yes Master',depending on whether you are a slave or just a punished wife or girlfriend".God,she had to tell Terry everything.
Terry stood at Cathy's side now,jeans and panties down for the world to see.Cathy overode the urge to yell at her to hurry up before someone decided to come check out to the edge of the property to look for them.Instead,she sat down at the picnic table and waited.It was too close now to ruin it by losing her cool.
"Get over my lap girl.You're gonna learn to stay busy when Im away"Cathy growled as Terry's long dark hair cascaded off her bare butt and spilled over her back and shoulders,as she laid over Cathy's lap.She decided to give Terry a little "out-of-character" warning.
"Here we go."
Great story Jeff!
Daphne’s younger sister Suzy forgot to bring the pickles. Daphne hates eating hotdogs without pickles. Luckily Suzy did remember to bring her hairbrush.
Wow... awesome picture. And all of your stories!!! I won't even try to add anything; they're all so wonderful! Good job everyone. GREAT picture Patty! Thanks for posting Mr. Fred.
Get well soon, Patty.
Hope you are feeling better by the end of the weekend, Patty !
Take care,
Amber
Feel better soon Patty. I haven't commented before, but I just want you to know that you and Fred are an insperation for myself and my boyfriend. We are still very young and I am trying to learn from on the experiences that you share with us.
Take care,
Ree
hi fred and patty,
first off, get well soon patty...
second...to everyone who wrote a story...GREAT JOB!!! i loved them all
hugs
steffi in boston
take care of yourself, Patty. and let
Fred take care of you, too.
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