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Subject: {ASSM} Susan and Amanda: Alone with Steve Part VII - Afternoon at Chrissy's (fff/fff cons oral pedo incest; F/fff NC spanking/disp)
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Susan & Amanda: Alone with Steve Part VII - Afternoon at Chrissy's (fff/fff
cons oral pedo incest; F/fff NC spanking/disp)

USUAL DISCLAIMER TYPE THING: This is entirely a work of fiction, and anyone
who can't tell fantasy from reality and is tempted to try anything mentioned
in this story in their real life should seek immediate professional help, or
turn themselves over to the police authorities in their area.

This story is copyright 2000 Sir Swat II. It may be posted at any free story
site, or in the free sections of commercial sites, but it may not be sold or
paid for in any way.

This Susan & Amanda installment has been longer in the writing than I thought
it would be. It's turned out to be longer, more involved and (in parts)
heavier than I'd originally intended. There is, in fact, a great deal more
story and less sex than I'd thought there would be (don't worry, there's
still lots of sex...). I think it also contains my best writing to date.

The first Susan & Amanda story was posted to assm on October 21, 2000 in four
parts, entitled "Susan & Amanda's Punishment". The second was posted in one
section on November 4, 2000, entitled "Susan & Amanda: Training". They can
all be found on ASSTR (http://www.asstr-mirror.org/main.html) or Deja - searching
for 'sirswatii' will bring them up easily on either forum. (If you use Deja,
remember to search the 'Complete' archives; the 'Standard' archives don't
include any of the adult groups like ASSM.) This story follows the previous
two, chronologically.

And now, without further babbling, our Feature Presentation...
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With breakfast out of the way, Steve sends the two girls out to play in the
backyard while he hacks though a load of work to get up to speed before this
damned meeting this afternoon. He'd far rather be out in the backyard with
his daughter and niece... or for that matter, back in bed with them...

Susan & Amanda go right back into Susan's playhouse at the back of the yard,
sitting at the small chairs. Amanda said quietly, "Susan, you really had my
Daddy's penis in your bottom for a long time this morning! Are you sore in
your bottom?"

The older girl shifts in her seat slightly and says, "Not really sore, but it
feels all funny...my bottom is all opened up, I can feel air around my
bumhole!"

"Oh... Um Susan, could I... could I see?"

"My bumhole? OK..." With that, Susan stood up and bent over the playhouse's
small table, tugging her shorts down as she bent over. Amanda knelt behind
her cousin and pulled her white panties down to her knees, then bent her head
to examine Susan's anus as closely as she could.

"Wow, your bottom IS all opened up, Susan, and there's still slippery stuff
all around it." Amanda pokes a fingertip around the other girl's ass, gently,
then runs her finger around the outside of Susan's opened hole very slowly.
Then Amanda wipes her finger clean on her cousin's panties and slides them
back up around her hips as she says, "Dad's penis looked really funny,
sliding in and out of your bottom. Did you get to see it in the mirror,
Susan?"

Susan stands up, pulling her shorts back in place, and says, "Kind of, it was
strange feeling it go into my bum and watching it go in at the same time...
But your Daddy really is nice, when my Dad or Josh put their penises in my
bottom it usually makes me really sore, like a spanking, and I sometimes cry.
Your Daddy didn't make me cry at all, today, and he cuddled afterward."

"Yea, Dad hugged me after he put his penis in my bottom last night, too,
after the tub, and he kept saying how brave and stuff I was, like he did this
morning when he was using your bum, too."

Susan turned to her younger cousin and said, "Can I look at your bottom now,
Amanda? You've seen mine..."

Amanda nodded, then said, "Sure, you can see, but I don't think I'm all open
down there like you are, it's just a bit sore and funny-feeling now." She
bent over the table, sliding her shorts and panties toward her knees as she
did.

Susan peered as closely as Amanda had, then said, "Your bumhole is a bit
pink, 'Mandy, but it's not all funny and opened like mine is. Your Dad had
his penis in my bottom longer this morning, I guess."

"I think so, Daddy didn't leave his thing in my bottom last night after he
went all soft, but he did this morning with you."

Amanda stood up, pulling her clothing back into shape, then grinned at her
cousin, "Come on, it's all dark in here, let's go out to the lawn where it's
sunny!"

Susan followed the eight year old out, then said, "Why do penises do all
soft, anyway? That white stuff - semen, your Dad called it - comes out, then
they go all soft again, from being stiff and long. It's really wierd!"

Amanda frowned, then said, "I don't know, let's ask Dad tonight. He's busy
with work stuff now, I'm not allowed to interupt him unless it's
important..."

The conversation wandered off across various topics for most of the rest of
the morning, as the girls lay on the grass in the hot summer sun. There was
general agreement that boys were nasty, except fathers - and escpecially not
Amanda's father, who was generally wonderful. Movies, when they'd be 'grown
up' enough to be allowed to wear makeup, and even Barbie dolls filled the
rest of the morning.

Before they knew it, Amanda's Dad was calling them inside, saying that he had
to go to his office soon, so he was going to take them down to Susan's friend
Chrissy's place, just down the block. Chrissy's Mom had agreed to look after
them for the afternoon. They had better be good, Steve warned them. The two
girls knew that Chrissy's Mom spanked her as much as her Daddy did, so they
really knew they'd better be good! Chrissy would also be coming over to stay
the night with Susan & Amanda while her parents went out, news which got both
girls excited.

The three walked down to Chrissy's place and Steve introduced himself to
Chrissy's Mom. Her name was Agnie, but she was 'Mrs. Johnston' to the two
girls. Steve left to get to his meeting, and Mrs. Johnston sat all three
girls down to lunch, and after sandwiches, she chased all three out into the
backyard for a while. There was an old treehouse at the back of Chrissy's
property, and Chrissy said her Mom never, ever came up into the tree, so it
was her utterly private retreat. She'd gotten a pair of old blankets to cover
the floor, and her Daddy had put a real little door in, and plastic over the
windows, so the three girls sat up there and talked.

Susan mentioned her uncle's gentle use of her own and Amanda's bumholes, and
Chrissy grinned and said, "You always think girl's bums are only for
punishing, but my Daddy is very gentle with my bum, lots and lots more times
than he punishes me!"

Susan stared at her friend and said, "Really? You never said, you only talk
about your bottom when you get punished, and your Daddy punishes your
bumhole, too! What does your Daddy do, when he's gentle in your bum?"

"When we're watching TV, or we're reading together, Dad gets my bum bare,
makes my hole slippery like you said Amanda's Daddy did, then he puts just
part of his penis in my bum and leaves it there while I sit on his lap or
we're lying next to each other! And sometimes he puts his whole penis in me,
and slides it in and out. That's a bit sore, sometimes, but Mom always holds
my hands, and rubs my cunny slit, and Daddy and Mommy both say how much they
like it when I'm brave and let Dad make himself feel good in my bumhole."

Stammering, Susan said, "But... but you always say how sore your bum is, when
your Dad punishes you!"

Chrissy nodded and said, "My hole does hurt after I've earned a punishment,
but Dad's only done that to me once this whole summer, that same night you
and Amanda got punished! He's had his penis in my bum nicely lots of times!"

Amanda said, "Really? Lots and lots of times?"

"Yeah, last night, we were watching the Simpsons and he had his thing partway
into my bum the whole time! Then Daddy went and washed his thing really well,
so it didn't smell like my bum, and he put it in my mouth and I kissed his
penis until it squirted!"

Amanda grinned, "That's called a 'blowjob', Chrissy! Daddy likes it when we
to that to him, and he taught us lots of the proper, real names for things!
He puts his mouth on our cunnies, too, and that feels really good!

Chrissy considered this for a moment, then said, "You know a while ago, in
Susan's playhouse, when you made me feel really good, Susan? Could we do that
again, maybe?"

Susan grinned, "Sure, Chrissy, I'll kiss your pussy and make you feel good,
but are we safe here?"

The blonde girl nodded. "Mommy never comes up the ladder to my treehouse, she
just calls my name from the back porch or the bottom of the ladder. Should I
take my shorts and panties off, like last time?"

Amanda nodded, and all three girls stood up and stripped off their shorts and
underpants, then Amanda pulled her t-shirt off as well, grinning at the other
two girls as she stood there, entirely naked. Susan grinned and stripped her
shirt off too, then Chrissy followed a moment later, slightly flushed and
grinning as she said, "Should I lie down, Susan?"

The nine year old nodded and said, "On your back, and move your legs all
apart, that's good."

Susan knelt between her friend's thighs and began to kiss Chrissy's pussy
while the blonde girl giggled. Amanda watched her cousin for a moment, then
knelt by Chrissy's chest and started to rub her little nipples gently,
grinning as she said, "The more people kissing and touching your body,
Chrissy, the better your good feeling will be!"

As Amanda bent her head to kiss Chrissy's chest, Susan slid her tongue up
into her friend's cunny, making Chrissy stop giggling and catch her breath
with the sensations. Amanda began to kiss her way down Chrissy's ribs and
tummy, still stroking the girl, just like her father had done to her. When
she nudged Susan's head and joined her at Chrissy's pubes, Susan grinned and
stopped just long enough to say, "We'll both kiss her, just like you and your
Dad did to me!"

Chrissy gasped again when a pair of agile tongues began to explore her cunny,
and she pushed her hips up off the floor, breathing hard and rubbing her own
body up and down as the other two girls concentrated on her hairless pussy.
Breathlessly, she said, "Oh... that feels so good!" then her voice trailed
off into soft, wordless gasps of pleasure.

When she finally came, Chrissy's pale body flushed pink and she quivered from
head to foot, then relaxed into the old blankets on the floor, breathless but
grinning. "Wow, both of you were in my slit, did you put your tongues in me?"

Amanda and Susan are both still crouched over Chrissy's waist, bodies pressed
together and grins lighting their features. Amanda nods, "Oh yes, we slid our
tongues into your slit, just like my Dad does with his tongue! It felt great,
right?"

"Yeah, that was so cool! Do you... do you want me to kiss your slit, Amanda?"

"Oh please, I like it! But..." Amanda's grin broadened as an idea developed
in her head, "If we sort of lie in a triangle, we can all make our pussies
feel good, at the same time!"

Chrissy looks puzzled, but Susan says, "Like this morning, when you and I
were with your Dad, 'Mandy? But with three people? That's cool!"

Susan lies down on her side at an angle from Chrissy, her pussy near her
friend's head, and as Amanda lies down to form the third side of their
triangle Susan explains, "See how my cunny is near your face, and Amanda's is
near mine, and yours is near 'Mandy's? This is cool, we can make each other
feel good at the same time! I'll lift my leg, and you put your head on my
bottom leg, and my cunny is right near your mouth!"

Amanda lifts Chrissy's leg for her and begins to run her tongue up and down
the girl's hairless pussy lips, and Chrissy gets the idea and begins to
slowly kiss Susan, while Susan fastens her mouth to Amanda's crotch,
grinning. The mutual oral triangle gathered momentum quickly as each little
girl responded to the wonderful feelings from her own pussy by trying harder
to make the other girl's pussy feel just as good. Amanda reached up and
cupped Chrissy's round bottom, pushing the other girl's pussy at her mouth,
and Susan held onto Amanda's bumcheeks similarly, while Chrissy used her
hands to rub up and down her own chest and torso, mouth moving quickly in
Susan's crotch as she squeaked with arousal.

The trio of nude girls squirmed and gasped their way toward orgasm, Chrissy
coming first with a gasped, "Ohhh OOOhhhh Oh!" as her orgasm flooded through
her body, her head arched backward and pussy juices seeping into Amanda's
mouth. As Chrissy comes down from her orgasm she resumes her attentions to
Susan's cunny with enthusiasm, sliding her tongue into Susan's prepubescent
slit and kissing up and down her crotch.

Susan comes next, with Amanda finally letting herself come right on the heels
of her cousin's orgasm. Both young girls arch their backs, grind their
pussies into their partner's face, and flush pink all the way down their nude
bodies.

The three lie panting on the floor of Chrissy's treehouse for a minute, then
Amanda raised her head and said, "Thank you Susan, that felt so good!
Chrissy, was it good?"

"Ohhh... yeah, it was cool! Touching myself in the bath feels nice, but I've
never had a feeling like that!"

Susan giggled, then said, "Amanda's good at making me feel good, Chrissy, we
do this in the tub and in bed together, too! You made me feel nice too,
Chrissy. Ooooo... I've got to pee, though..."

The nine year old staggered to her feet and began trying to put her clothes
back on, muttering, "Oh I've got to pee so bad..."

Chrissy giggled and said, "You don't have to go into the bathroom just to
pee, Susan. Watch this!"

The blonde nine year old got to her feet and opened the large window at the
back of her treehouse, then leaned back against the low window sill and stuck
her bare bottom out the window, legs apart and hands holding onto the window
frame. Then she started to piss, sending a stream of urine splashing onto the
bushes below the treehouse. Chrissy finished, still giggling, and said, "I've
even got paper to wipe, look!"

She pulled a roll of toilet paper off a small shelf, tore off a pad, and
carefully wiped her damp pussy, folding up the used paper and stuffing it
into a plastic bag on a nail. Chrissy stood up and giggled, "There, do you
want to use my toilet, Susan?"

All three were giggling now, but Susan moved quickly to the window and thrust
her bottom out, arranging herself as she'd seen Chrissy do before cutting
loose with a long stream that splashed down into the garden.

Amanda giggled again and said, "Oh, that's funny, and a bit naughty, peeing
out a window into the garden!"

Chrissy watched Susan piss and said, "Yeah, I do it all the time. Mommy
nearly caught me once, 'cause I used to throw the paper out the window and
she smacked my bum for littering in her garden! So now I just put the paper
in a bag, and pee whenever I need to!"

Susan finished, stood up, and wiped her crotch, giggling as she tucked her
used paper into the bag, and said, "I've never peed from a tree before! It
feels funny, I could feel the wind on my bum as I peed!"

Amanda laughed and said, "My turn, move Susan, I need to pee out the window
now!"

She stuck her bottom far out the window, holding onto the window frame and
spreading her legs wide before sending a stream tinkling to the garden below.
As she finished, she shook her bottom  up and down, then stood up and wiped
her pussy clean slowly as she said, "Cool, I like how the air feels on my
bum! I want to pee naked from a tree all the time!"

All three laughed themselves silly over that line, leaning against the walls
of the treehouse as they gasped, "...pee naked from a tree..." and erupted in
new giggles. Finally, they calmed down enough for Chrissy to say, "Come on,
let's get dressed and go inside, Mommy will probably let us play in my room
for a bit!"

Still giggling and flushed with happiness, the three preteen girls went
inside. Chrissy's Mom met them just inside the back door and said, "There you
are! Having fun outside, girls?"

All three giggled again, and Amanda said, "Yes, Mrs. Johnston, we were having
fun in Chrissy's treehouse..."

The woman grinned and said, "Good, why don't you three go up to Chrissy's
room, I'll bring you a snack in a moment."

The girls trooped upstairs, and Chrissy was just showing them her newest
Barbie doll when Mrs. Johnston came into the room, holding a plate of cookies
in one hand and three glasses of juice in the other. All three girls dove on
the food as soon as it was put down, but Chrissy's Mom was looking around her
daughter's room sharply. "Chrissy, did you clean your room up this morning
like I told you to do?"

Chrissy swallowed a mouthful of cookie before replying, "Of course Mommy, but
we've been playing again..."

"I don't think so, girl, you just got up here, and I remember seeing those
pencils on your chair last night! You didn't really finish cleaning up, did
you?"

"Mommy, I did clean up, I picked all my clothes up, and everything..."

"I don't think you got 'everything', Christina. You'd better finish cleaning
up your old mess, before you start making a new one with your friends over."

"But Mommy! Amanda and Susan are here, we're going to be playing!"

"Well, seeing as you didn't clean up before they arrived, you can clean up
now, and maybe they'll help you. Then we're going to have a discussion about
your cleaning habits, Christina Margaret!" With that, Mrs. Johnston swept
from the room, and Chrissy moved slowly to clean her room, stuffing the
offending pencils back in her desk before moving on to the dolls and books in
the corners of the room.

Susan said, "We'll help, Chrissy, just tell us were things get put!"

Amanda nodded, so Chrissy began to tell them were things went, and they got
the room tidy in no time. Then Chrissy sat down on the edge of her bed and
said, "Mommy's not happy with me, she only calls me by my middle name when
I've been naughty... she's going to spank me..."

Susan sat down next to her friend, touched her arm and said, "Well, we've got
your room neat now, so maybe she won't be mad!"

As Chrissy was about to answer, her Mom swept back into the room and looked
around, then said, "Good, this is nice and clean now..."

She turned Chrissy's desk chair around and sat down facing her daughter, then
said, "Christina, come here..."

The girl shuffled over to stand in front of her mother, eyes downcast as Mrs.
Johnston continued, "You were supposed to have your room cleaned up this
morning, weren't you?"

Chrissy muttered, "Yes, Mommy..."

"Before your friends arrived, right Christina?"

"Yes, Mommy..."

"But you didn't finish it, did you Christina?"

"...no, Mommy..."

"There wasn't much left to clean up, so you thought you'd be lazy, right
Christina?"

"...mmmm, yes, Mommy..."

"I thought so, now come here, girl!"

Chrissy's Mom held the girl's upper arm and pulled her toward her lap and
over it, while Chrissy begged, "Please Mommy don't spank me not in front of
my friends pleasepleaseMommy!"

Mrs. Johnston pinned her daughter to her lap and said, "If you don't want to
get spanked in front of Susan and Amanda, don't be naughty while they're
around, my girl. Now hold still!"

The woman yanked Chrissy's shorts and panties down to her knees in one quick
motion, then began to smack the nine year old's pale buttocks immediately.
Amanda and Susan watched, paralyzed with shock and fascination, while
Chrissy's Mom spanked her daughter's bottom hard and fast, rapidly turning
her round buttocks bright pink while the girl sobbed and wailed, still
begging, "Please Mommy! Owww! Not in front... OWwww! of Susan... Ahhh! and
MandOwwww!!...Please!"

Her mother's swift, firm smacks rapidly redden Chrissy's preteen backside,
and as the girl starts to sob harder and harder her begging is reduced to a
sob-muffled, "...please Mommy AAaahhh! Please Owwww! Mommy! MomAAaaaahhh!"

After several minutes of fast, hard spanking Chrissy's rump was a solid
bright red shade, and the girl had abandoned speech altogether, lying across
her mother's knees sobbing and crying. Mrs. Johnston finally stopped bringing
her hand down across her daughter's backside, then reached behind her without
looking to rummage around on Chrissy's desk for a moment. Chrissy registers
the pause through her sobs and manages to sob out, "Ohhh please Mommy please
not the ruler please!"

Her mother fished the ruler off the girl's desk a moment later and rested it
against her spanked-red bottom while she said, "You're getting the ruler,
Christina, just like you always get the ruler when you break my rules!"

The wooden ruler is a foot long and maybe two inches wide, and when her
mother brought it down across Chrissy's bottom it painted a darker red stripe
across the girl's already-spanked bottom. Mrs. Johnston brought the ruler
down hard across her daughter's bottom eighteen times, twice for every year
she is old, but Chrissy is crying too hard to count and the two watching
girls are too fascinated to bother. The stripes of the ruler all merge into a
large dark red blotch across the lower half of the nine year old's bottom,
with seperate red stripes still visible along the sobbing preteen's thighs
and upper bottom.

Mrs. Johnston dropped the ruler back onto Chrissy's desk, then stood up,
pulling her burning-assed daughter upright as well before moving her into one
corner of the room, stumbling and sobbing hard as she moves. "Now, you stand
in the corner for a while, Christina, and think about why you were naughty,
and why you earned such a sore, red bottom! I'll be back in a while, and you
better not have moved!"

Leaving Chrissy sobbing, leaning bare-bottomed against the corner of her
room, Mrs. Johnston turned to leave and noticed Amanda and Susan still
sitting on the bed, watching Chrissy sobbing with wide eyes. The woman said,
"Come on, you two, you can come down and watch TV, Chrissy has to spend some
time by herself now."

Amanda and Susan nervously watched TV for about forty-five minutes,
whispering to each other quietly about Chrissy's spanking. They've both been
spanked before, of course, and even been punished together more than once,
now, but they've never had an opportunity to watch another girl get spanked
on her bare bottom. Chrissy's Mom is busy in the kitchen, seemingly ignoring
the girls.

When she walked past Susan and Amanda the two girls peeked at her and
realized that she seemed to be carrying a small strap in one hand! Chrissy's
punishment wasn't over yet, it seemed. Susan and Amanda stared at each other
for a moment, then crept off the couch to follow Chrissy's Mom upstairs,
slowly and quietly.

When the two girls reached Chrissy's open door and peeked inside, they see
that Chrissy has been lifted up and draped over the back of her chair, bare
spanked bottom high in the air and body dangling in air, sobbing quietly as
her Mom stood beside her and said, "Now, you've got a taste of the strap
coming, girl, to finish you off, then you can play with your friends again!"

With no more talk, Mrs. Johnston brought the fourteen inch strap down across
her daughter's already sore spanked backside firmly. Chrissy threw her head
back and bawled, a dark red stripe forming right across her buttocks and her
legs kicked frantically, restrained somewhat by the tangled shorts and
panties around her shins.

The next loud smack of the belt gives Chrissy another dark red line, below
the first and nearly exactly parrellel. The nine year old howled and
thrashed, kicking her legs frantically and sending her shorts and panties
sailing across the room, to land with a thump right next to the door. Right
next to were Susan and Amanda are peering at their friend's punishment!

Mrs. Johnston's gaze followed the flying clothes idly as Chrissy cried and
sobbed from the pain of her strapped bottom, then the woman realized that the
other two preteen girls were crouched in the doorway right next to Chrissy's
stray shorts. She steps forward quickly, barking, "Right, peeking, are you?"

Towing both cousins into Chrissy's room with firm grips on their arms, Mrs.
Johnston snaps, "If you want to really get to know the strap, I think I'll
give each of you a taste! I know both your fathers spank you, so..."

With that, Chrissy's Mom pushed both small girls down across the edge of
Chrissy's bed, pinning each with a hand in the small of their backs as they
squawk in shock. "No, you've each earned two smacks with Chrissy's strap, you
two little peeping girls, now lie still or you'll get more!"

Both girls stopped struggling, still jumping in further shock as Mrs.
Johnston bared both bottoms, yanking their shorts and panties down hard as
she snapped, "I'm going to give you one each, give Christina her last two,
then give you two your second dose! You're not to move one inch, is that
clear!?"

The strap blazed across Amanda's narrow eight year old ass a moment later.
The girl had never had anything hurt so much with just one whack to her butt!
She can feel exactly where the strap landed across her poor bum, the burning
trail the leather made on her skin. Amanda screeched and thrashed across the
bed, then distantly heard Susan yell once as well as the strap crashed onto
the nine year old's bottom as well.

The cousins lay gasping and sobbing on Chrissy's bed, and heard a pair of
sharp smacks and yelps from behind them as Chrissy got her final two with the
strap. Then they hear Mrs. Johnston's footsteps behind them and both sobbing
girls tense, anticipating another terrible strike of the strap.

Amanda's bottom blazed again an instant later, making the girl yell again,
trying to crawl up onto the bed to escape any more punishment as she sobbed
hard. Susan screeched beside her a few seconds later as her final strike
landed and the girl bawled and thrashed.

Mrs. Johnston walked briskly back to her daughter, sobbing hard as she
dangled from the back of her chair, and lifted the girl to her shaky feet,
then guided Chrissy to lie down beside her two sobbing friends. As she
stepped back from the bed and surveyed the three variously-punished preteen
backsides in front of her, she said, "Right, you three can just play in this
room for the rest of the afternoon, you'll be going back with Amanda's Daddy
when he's back from work! I don't want to hear a sound out of any of you
until he's here!"

The three girls sobbed into Chrissy's blankets for a while, not bothering to
pull up their shorts over their punished bottoms as they lay there. Finally,
Chrissy rolled onto her side and started very gently rubbing her burning
bumcheeks, still sniffling as she said, "Ohhh Mommy really scorched my poor
bum today! And she gave you two the strap... I'm so embarassed!"

Susan looked up, tears streaking her face, and said, "It's OK... We were
peeking at you with the strap, and we... shouldn't have been. Oh, that strap
hurts my bum, though!"

Chrissy wiped her eyes and rubbed her red backside with her other hand as she
said, "Mommy... started my spankin' right in front of you... on the bare,
too!"

Amanda rubbed the two red strap-marks that crossed her round bum and said,
"I'm sorry we got you in so much trouble, Chrissy. Your Mom really turned
your poor bum red, didn't she?"

The blonde girl twisted around to look at her burning backside, then said,
"Yeah, Mommy spanks a lot more than Daddy does! She doesn't use Daddy's big
belt, but I've only gotten that once since school stopped in June, but
Mommy's spanked me lots and lots of times, and she's started using that
strap!" Fresh tears trickled down Chrissy's cheeks as she continued, "Oh, I
really hate that strap! Mommy... last week, Mommy made me go over the back of
the couch, an' strapped me lots and lots, without spanking me first! She
smacked all over my bum and the backs of my legs, even inside between my legs
were it hurts a lot!"

"Ow, just two whacks with that strap hurt my bum a lot, I can't imagine lots
and lots of the strap!", said Amanda.

Chrissy nodded, still rubbing her bottom very lightly and said, "Mummy using
the strap lots hurts more than Daddy's big belt, 'cause he only uses the belt
a couple of times! Come on, let's get covered up."

The little blonde preteen stood up slowly and crossed the room to retrieve
her shorts and panties, kicked off while she was getting the strap. Bending
her dark red backside made her wince, so she slowly put her clothes back on,
tugging her shorts very gently over her burning ass and then rubbing lightly
through her clothes.

Susan and Amanda also got up and pulled their shorts back up, then the three
girls crouched and lay on Chrissy's bed - no sitting down on bottoms as sore
as they had - and talked quietly for several hours. ======= Keep looking for
more...

Sir Swat II

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