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Subject: {ASSM} The Story Of Jenny Part 8 - Hard Cindy and the Birthday Party (F/MF spank)
Date: Thu, 4 May 2000 02:11:53 -0400
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The Story Of Jenny Part 8 - Hard Cindy and the Birthday Party
Everyone knows that with some people, birthdays result in spankings.
Jenny's boyfriend's 29th birthday was approaching, and she told him
that she wanted to give a party, and asked him what he wanted. She
was surprised at the answer. They both knew that he would likely get
spanked soundly at the party. That was understood from the start.
But she had not anticipated at all his request, and had to consider
it.
Saturday came, and she presented him with the gift wrapped books and
compact discs that she knew he'd like, along with an envelope, which
she excitedly urged him to open. He unfolded the paper within the
envelope, looked at it, exclaimed, "How sweet! Just what I asked
for!" and gave her hugs and kisses.
Jenny treated him to dinner at their favorite steakhouse, and
afterward they went to Cindy's place for the party. Several of
Jenny's friends were there, some of whom her boyfriend had met, and
several he had not seen berfore, including Cindy. The first thing he
noticed about Cindy was her legs, which she obviously delighted in
showing. Cindy had wavy auburn hair, parted in the middle, that came
down past her shoulders. Her full lips, wide smile and round eyes
reminded him of some of the supermodels that he had seen gracing the
covers of Jenny's magazines. Cindy also wore a short dark skirt which
ended several inches above her knees. And those strong-looking bare
legs were perfectly smooth.
The guests mingled. Anecdotes were told, laughter abounded at stories
and one-liners, refreshments were served and eaten.
"Okay everyone," Cindy shouted to get their attention. "Before we
bring out the cake, we have some tradition to observe tonight. In
case any of you don't know," she paused while some of the women
snickered, "the birthday boy gets a birthday spanking. One swat for
each year, and possibly some extra to grow on! Jenny's boyfriend is
twenty nine today, and I'm going to give him his 'official' birthday
spanking. But before that, I want everyone's help in 'prepping' him
for his real birthday spanking. First, I want for Leesa to give him
an 'unofficial' birthday spanking. Leesa is just learning how to
apply the hairbrush, and she'll warm him up for the real thing. After
Leesa is finished, I'll 'horse' him while every one of you gives him
three swats for good luck! Leesa, please take your chair out to the
center of the room and be seated."
Leesa was fairly tall, with long, very blonde, almost totally yellow,
hair. She was wearing a long dress and black platform sandals with
three inch heels. Blushing and smiling broadly, she placed her chair
as Cindy suggested, and sat down, her hands in her lap. She had a
slight overbite such that when her mouth ws relaxed, it appeared that
she was smiling. "Okay Leesa, you've done this a couple of times
before," Cindy mentioned. "Get your lap level, and pull up your dress
in case there are any 'accidents'" Leesa slowly pulled her long dress
up to her hips, exposing bare legs and thighs. She placed her knees
together almost touching, and her feet were about a foot and a half
apart, with her toes pointed inward. Cindy handed Leesa a sturdy
wooden hairbrush and said, "You handle it from here. Remember that
all spanking is done on the bare bottom!"
Her blue eyes twinkling, Leesa beckoned with her finger for Jenny's
boyfriend to approach. He came over to her, and had decided to test
her by not doing anything without her telling him. Placing the
hairbrush in her lap, she unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly, and
tugged his jeans and briefs down to mid-thigh. As soon as she did
this many of the other women hooted, hollered, and gave wolf-whistles.
In a somewhat high voice, punctuated frequently with a squeak at the
end of a word, Leesa told him to get over her lap. With a boner
quickly forming, he did as directed, noticing how nice her bare thighs
felt. "You get twenty nine swats, young man," Leesa squeaked, and
started administering. It was easy to tell that she was a novice at
this, sice she did not swat very hard, and also rather carelessly
placed the swats. She counted aloud after each swat, her squeaky
voice giving him a raging hard-on. After the twenty ninth swat, she
stopped and looked at Cindy.
"Leesa, you can do better than that. Do the whole thing over again,
this time HARDER, with better aim, and hold on to him with your free
hand," Cindy announced.
Leesa sighed, placed her free hand above his waist, and started anew,
counting aloud again. Her swats were a little harder and better
placed, but it was clear that she had a way to go before she developed
a commanding proficiency. When she finished, Cindy said, "Very good,
Leesa. You still need lots of practice, which I'm sure you won't have
any trouble getting. Now let him up and we'll go round robin."
Jenny's boyfriend stood up and Leesa got up. Cindy loosened the belt
she was wearing, which was a good two inches wide, doubled it up, and
handed it to Leesa, who happened to be nearest Cindy at the time.
Cindy led Jenny's boyfriend to the center of the living room, turned
around so that he was directly behind her, and reached back over her
shoulders for his hands. She pulled him closer so that the front of
his shoulders were against the back of her shoulders, and bent over,
lifting his feet off the floor. Cindy directed, "Three swats, Leesa.
Then hand it to the next person!"
Leesa swiped the belt across his buttocks three times and handed the
strap to Tori. Tori stood to one side and gave three hard swats, with
a tennis-stroke follow-through. "Aaaaah! Ohhhhh! Oooooh!, "he cried
out when he felt Tori's forehand swats. Tori handed the belt to
Jocelyn, who gave three medium swats. And on it went, with some the
women giving extremely hard strokes, and others imparting strokes of
medium severity. When everyone had taken their turn, Cindy released
the male, who rubbed his reddened bottom.
"Now for the real thing," Cindy said as she took her seat in the chair
that Leesa had used to give him his hairbrush paddling. With her
beautiful bare legs a few inches apart, she pulled up her skirt a few
inches, and looked at him with a coy expression. "My ex-husband, and
all my boyfriends I've had, have called me 'Hard Cindy'" she told him,
in a voice meant for everyone to hear. "I don't have ANY idea why!"
Several of the women burst out laughing when she said that. "Get
across my lap now. Put your thing between my legs," referring to his
boner.
"Leesa, come here, I want to tell you something," Cindy directed after
the male was positioned. She whispered a few sentences in Leesa's
ear. Nodding, Leesa immediately went to the other room. "Jenny, I
think you should hold on to his hands while I do this. I don't want
him squirming excessively," Cindy offered. Jenny came over and held
on to his ourstretched forearms as he lay across Cindy's lap.
"Get ready, now. Here it comes," Cindy warned, and placed a severe
hairbrush swat across his right bun. "One," she counted. "Aaaaugh!"
was his reaction to a hairbrush stroke that was more powerful than
many paddle strokes that he had received in the past. Scarcely a
couple of seconds later the hairbrush crashed down on his left
buttock. "Two!"
"Owwwwwww!!" he exclaimed.
He then felt a pair of well lubricated hands palpating his testicles
and milking his rigid penis. Looking to his side, he saw Leesa
kneeling with her hands between Cindy's legs, intently doing Cindy's
bidding. The severe hairbrushing from Hard Cindy continued, each
stroke more powerful than he ever imagined possible with a hairbrush.
He exclaimed loudly with every stroke, at the same time intensely
aroused by Leesa's expert hands. After the twenty-ninth swat, Cindy
paused while Leesa brought him to ejaculation, milking his semen into
a wine glass while he moaned and wriggled.
When Leesa withdrew from the red-faced male, she placed the wine glass
that held the copious milky-white fluid on the mantle. Then Cindy
announced, "And now, ten more to grow on!" and placed ten powerful
swats on his buttocks while he shouted and wiggled with each one.
Jenny let go of him after that, and he got up and rubbed his
well-paddled bottom.
"Stay there, Cindy," Jenny said, and whispered into her boyfriend's
ear. He went to his clothes, retrieved the contents of the envelope
that Jenny had given him earlier that day, and handed it to Cindy as
he explained the situation. Cindy opened up and read the sheet of
paper, looked at Jenny standing with her legs pressed together, and
then looked at Jenny's boyfriend. "Okay, I'll do it," Cindy assured
him.
Speaking to everyone at the party, Cindy said, "One more thing... I've
got something here I want to read to all of you. Jenny gave her
boyfriend a very special birthday gift, which is written on this sheet
of paper. It says, 'The bearer of this certificate is entitled to
compel Jenny to undergo an over-the-lap hairbrush spanking consisting
of not less than 24 strokes of the hairbrush. To be redeemed, this
certificate is to be presented to the spanker who will perform the
honors. This certificate may be redeemed at any time and I, Jenny,
agree to undergo said spanking as a token of my love.' Signed,
Jenny."
Her eyes damp with emotion, Jenny spoke up. "I want to give him this
gift in front of all of you. I suggested that he redeem it now,
and... and... I want everyone to know that I willingly give it."
Jenny walked over to Hard Cindy's side, reached under her skirt,
pulled her panties down to her knees, and leaned across Cindy's lap.
Cindy raised Jenny's skirt up to expose her bared bottom. Jenny
extended her arms in front of her, and her boyfriend grasped them,
knowing that he had to hold on tight. To his knowledge, Jenny had not
experienced the kind of discipline that she was so skillful at meting
out, and this was to be a sort of initiation.
"Twenty-four swats, Jenny," Cindy affirmed. "I wouldn't be true to
myself if I gave them any differently than what I give to the others,
so they'll be just as hard."
Jenny nodded in assent. Cindy started Jenny's spanking. Everyone
watched the hardwood hairbrush descend on Jenny's firm, rounded
buttocks.
Jenny shouted from the first stroke. She squirmed, wriggled, bucked,
tossed her head from side to side, and loudly exclaimed after each
subsequent stroke. She held on to her boyfriend as tightly as he
gripped her forearms, determined to give him this gift without regret.
Jenny was resolved to take the entire spanking without asking or
begging for it to stop. This was most difficult for her, and every
time she felt the word "stop" forming in her mouth, she instead shook
her head and yelled, "No! No!" Jenny's boyfriend, as well as Cindy,
recognized that when Jenny did this was telling herself not to ask for
it to stop.
When Cindy released her, Jenny immediately stood up and hopped in
place for a moment, clutching and rubbing her bottom furiously, with
tears openly streaming down her face. Then she pulled up her panties
and threw her arms around her boyfriend, looking at him with love in
her eyes.
Cindy served cake, ice cream, and pineapple punch. The hubbub of
conversation filled the air, with music playing in the background. As
the evening wore on, several guests went home. Jenny and her
boyfriend, along with Leesa, stayed and helped clean up. As they got
ready to leave, Jenny thanked Cindy for hosting the party. When they
got home, Jenny's boyfriend noticed Jenny's hands were trembling as
she fit the key in the front door. He was surprised when, once they
were in the house, Jenny quickly grabbed his hand and, almost running,
dragged him to the bedroom. She quickly shed her panties, unzipped
his jeans and yanked them down to his knees, and declared, "Oh God,
I'm so HOT from that spanking! I've GOT to have you, right now!"
Falling back on the bed, Jenny lifted the front of her skirt and
guided him inside her. He started to thrust. "Harder, dammit,
harder!" she cried. Within a minute of his brusque, pounding thrusts,
she climaxed convulsively, and he then ejaculated profusely.
After their breathing calmed down she noticed that he was broadly
smiling. "What is it?" she asked.
"After everyone cleaned up at Cindy's," he explained, "I noticed as we
left that the wine glass that Leesa milked me into, was still on the
mantle. It kind of blends in with the background, so it'll probably
stay there a while."
Jenny giggled as she pulled his jeans al the way off and rolled over
on top of him.
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