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St: Sarah Pays the Price -- Three Times (M/f, spank, humli, sex) 

The following story is fiction.  It contains scenes of spanking and sex
between adults.  If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you
are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.

This story is dedicated to Sarah who in response to my comment <<What
kind of spanking would you like for a reward?>> in the news group sss
with: <<Well gosh, if I'd known there be a reward....  But since there
is one, I'd like a nice belt whipping.  The kind where I shriek and
squeak and try to escape.  The kind that ends with - ah, never mind.>>

Sarah wrote in response to being belt whipped in Part 1 <<Uncle Rex is a
pretty formidable character, but I have to admit that I'd like to know
more about that blabbermouth Mrs. Primm.  Like where she parks her
car.>>  I'm afraid that she somehow has the idea that Mrs. Primm is
responsible not herself.  She is extremely wrong.  The story is told in
the first person first by Mrs. Primm's grandson, Andrew, and by Sarah's
great-uncle alternately.  Sarah has even "confessed" to planing
something "involving a little accident with nail polish remover".
Fortunately, that did not happen for then she would have faced a very
unsympathetic judge who has lots of space in the county jail and a huge
car refinishing bill. 

I've shifted voice again for the third part where Sarah does the
narrating. 

This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited
without permission.  Personal/private copies are permitted only if
complete including the copyright notice.  Ms. Nada has given permission
for this to be posted 

The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
constructive criticism, and suggestions. 

The three parts:
    Sarah Pays the Price
    Sarah's Car Washing Service
    Sarah Goes to the Amusement Park


Sarah Pays the Price -- Three Times
by
Y. Lee Coyote


1.  Sarah Pays the Price

"Thank you very much for calling, Mrs. Primm, I'm very sorry that such a
awful thing happened.  Rest assured that I will speak to Sarah this
evening when she returns from the University." said Mr. Reginald (Rex)
Nada managing to continue to control his rage as he hung up the
telephone.  He did not know what was wrong with his great-niece.  This
summer his nephew's step-daughter was staying with him while she
attended courses at the University.

He paced floor thinking about Sarah and his own daughter who had moved
out just a year ago.  It was some six or seven years ago, when Rebecca
was still in high school that she did anything this bad and how he had
used his belt on her cute teen butt.  He recalled how she yelled and
screamed, how her bottom had turned crimson red, how she bawled for an
hour before slipping into the comfort of sleep -- on her tummy.  But
what was best, was that a week later she came home early and gave him a
hug and kiss.  She said she loved him so very much and thanked him for
the severe beating.  He understood the next day when he read the story
in the local afternoon paper about the teens arrested the previous
evening for vandalism.

When Sarah came in he confronted her.  At the mention of Mrs. Primm she
reacted so strongly that he knew that she had committed the crime.  "Go
to your room and strip.  Then wait for me in the corner."

"Yes, Uncle." she whispered as she slowly climbed the steps to her room.

He let her wait a half hour before going up himself.  He did not want to
do what had to be done but he had a responsibility to society, to her
parents and, yes, even to Sarah.  She had to learn just like Rebecca had
to.  With a heavy heart he climbed the stairs and entered her room.  She
blushed when he called her from the corner, coyly covering her crotch
with one hand and her perky breasts with the other.  She dashed for the
door but he grabbed and stopped her.

"Hands at your sides, girl." he ordered.  She blushed more as she
complied.  Even her mother had not seen her totally naked like this
since she had been twelve.

"I should never have done that, Uncle.  The guys lead me on and...."  He
cut her off.

"Sarah, you are responsible for Sarah!"  He reached for his belt.  He
opened and pulled it out of his pants.  The wide, thick and heavy
garrison belt turned Sarah's eyes into horrified saucers.  "Lean on the
bed, Sarah."

She knew that she had done wrong.

She knew that she deserved to be punished.

She knew that his could happen to her as it had to Rebecca.

She was justifiably scared.

She got into position with her hands on the bed and her legs apart.  Her
pert breasts pointed down but did not sag.  Her head drooped and she
could see her uncle and his HEAVY, THICK and WIDE belt behind her.  Her
small rump jutted up and out fearfully awaiting the BELT.  She shifted
her hands to grip the bedclothes.

He folded the belt and took careful measure of the target.  His brought
his arm back and then forward.

THWACK!! 

She screamed in pain.  A two inch wide strip of skin across her shapely
bottom turned bright red.  He raised the belt and brought in back down
on target -- first above and then below the first strip.  Each THWACK
invoked a yell of pain.  Sarah was crying but to her credit remained in
place.

He realized that he was hard; very hard.  He adjusted himself in his
pants.  Sarah was definitely a very nubile young lady.  He raised the
belt again and did what he had to do.  The fourth and fifth stroke drove
the message deep into the target and to her brain.  He paused a minutes
and listened to her cry.  He had to steal his resolve to continue while
admiring her young charms.  The six, seventh and eight strokes connected
with the target on top of the others.  She was bawling like a baby.  The
ninth was low and got the crease and provoked an extra loud yell.  Was
he imaging it or was her cunny glistening now -- like it was wet.

He made her wait for the tenth a full minute and then laid it across the
center of her flaming bottom exactly where the first had gone.

"That all Sarah.  I hope you learnt your lesson."

Through her tears Sarah responded softly, "Yes, Uncle." and then fell
forward on to the bed.

He felt so sorry for her.  Tough love is so difficult.  He got the jar
of cold cream from her dresser and started to apply it to her scorched
bottom.  As he did so she looked back.  He did not realize it but she
could see his massive erection tenting his trousers.  It was then she
realized that it was not just her nose and eyes that were running but
also her sex.  It was in flood state.

Through her gentle sobs she encouraged him to move lower as he
ministered to her bottom.  She reached out with her hand and felt his
hard shaft as his fingers moved closer to her front portal.  His trouser
button was exposed and she opened it; then the zip.  His shorts fell to
the floor and his shaft slipped through the fly of his boxers.  She took
hold of it and stroked it.

His hand slipped down between her thighs towards her sex.  It was
soaking and filling the air with irresistible pheromones.  He stepped
directly behind her and pressed forward.  His hard steaming train
slipped easily into her wet tunnel.  He drove all the way in and she
moaned.

Afterwards they lay together on the bed.  He held her tightly and
nibbled at her ear. 


2. Sarah's Car Washing Service

I was surprised when Grandma called me to the window this morning.
"It's that naughty Nada lass again, Andrew."  Fortunately, I had my
camcorder in my hand and was able to record all the vandalism that one
cute, boyish girl could inflict in a few minutes.  I was about to
apprehend the errant lass but grandma stopped me.  "With the tape, we
can go to the police.  That will fix her wagon real good.  The mayor and
the magistrate have both taken very strong stands on teen vandalism."

I was able to persuade Gran to give the cute pixie another chance.  She
looked too scrumptious to have a police record.  Of course, if it had
been a boy, I would have taken action then and there; gone right out and
spanked him good and proper.  I would have taken her pants down too, but
for a different reason.  A little later I took the recording over to
show her uncle and was well rewarded. 



It was a hot summer day and I was reading the weekend paper while my
great-niece Sarah was out in the back roasting herself when the bell
rang.  At the door was a handsome young man who would easily be
described as a hunk in just a tight T-shirt and running shorts.  "Mr.
Nada, I'm Andrew Primm; I'm visiting my grandmother.  We would like you
to view this video which I shot this morning."  He saw my hesitation and
continued.  "Grandma said you will find it very interesting and it will
take just a couple of minutes."

"Very well, Drew, come on in."  Once inside he pressed a few bottons on
his camcorder and I watched.  I was shocked.  I went to the back door.
"SARAH NADA, GET IN HERE IMMEDIATELY!"

Apparently my tone and volume got her attention.  She jumped up and ran
over.  In her haste she had forgotten to fasten her swim suit top which
remained on the towel on the lawn.  She had such cute and perky tits.
But, alas, this was not the time to enjoy them although Drew and his
camcorder were watching.  As soon as she saw Drew and his camera, she
tried to cover up but I just snapped at her to be quiet and watch.

Drew started the tape.  She watched in horror as her crime was shown in
full color.  It showed her coming up to the car in the Primm's driveway
and dumping a bucket of muddy water on the well polished car and then
undoing the air value on a tire flattening it.

Drew turned off the unimpeachable witness and Sarah turned to face me.
She was staring at the floor very ashamed.  "That was not very nice,
Sarah.  I just had my car polished yesterday." said Drew admiring her
shapely figure especially her bare breasts.  It was clear that he was
responding to her charms as the bulge in his skimpy running shorts was
more pronounced than before.

As I undid my belt I commanded Sarah to remove the Bikini bottom and
bend over the table.  Evidently the strapping from just a few days ago
was not sufficient to have deterred Sarah from vandalism.  I folded the
belt and began to strap the errant girl.

WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!! 

As the belt talked to her bottom, I lectured her at the other end.

WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!! 

She was yelling as her bottom turned cherry red.  I continued with
another few.

WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!!  WHAP!! 

She was now crying like a little baby.  I parked her in the corner and
talked with Drew about making amends.  We agreed that she would wash his
car and pump up the tire under his direction.  And then, with his
grandma watching, spank her.  After a bit, I told Sarah to go with Drew
and what she must do.  I emphasized that Drew now had the authority to
spank her as he saw fit.

Drew took her by the hand and started to lead her out.  "I'm naked!  I
can not go this way." she yelled in panic.

Drew tugged at her pubs and noted: "She does not look like the child she
acts like."

"True." I agreed, "I'll be right back."  In a couple of minutes I was
back with what I needed.  "Sarah, sit on the table and lean back."  I
picked up the hair clipper that I use on my mustache and turned it on.
"This will have to go, child." I said as I started to clip her pubic
triangle.  She tried to protest but I just pushed her back down.  "This
should match your axillae, child, which are hairless."  Then I wiped her
down with a wet wash cloth and covered her pubis and sex with shaving
foam.  A safety razor removed the stubble leaving her looking like a ten
year old girl.  I noted that Drew had his recorder going the whole time
and would have to get a copy of the tape from him later.  It would be a
good reminder for Sarah.

I watched Drew leading Sarah like she was a ten year old girl down the
block to his driveway. 



It was terribly exciting to be leading Sarah -- naked, shaved and with a
glowing red butt -- down the street to restore my car that she had
vandalized just a couple of hours ago.  This was about as close to
having a naked slave girl that I could conceive of.  Ever since I first
saw her pert tits I have been hard.  I practically came in my jock when
I watched her uncle disciplining her.  Each time the belt struck her
cute bubble butt it left a beautiful red stripe.  By the time he had
finished lashing her she look liked she was sunburned.  Then when he
spread her legs so that he could shave her pussy, I'm certain that it
was dripping.

Back at the car I carefully instructed her on how to remove the mud
without scratching the finish.  She washed and I watched for a half
hour.  "Sarah, come here." I ordered, "You are taking too long."  I
pulled her over my lap and grabbed her about the waist.  I caressed her
still red bottom and then gave her a dozen spanks.  When she resumed she
worked more diligently.  Now she was a far different lass than I had
seen vandalizing my car this morning.  She was a quiet, respectful,
obedient and docile lass rather than a naughty out-of-control girl.

After ten minutes with the hand pump, she truly comprehended how much
air a tire requires.  I made her keep at it.  After a while she begged
to rest so I let her lie over my lap and spanked her gently so that she
would remember that she was being punished.  Of course, I was not sure
that she felt that she was being punished for she left a wet spot where
her hairless cunny pressed against my leg.  After a couple of cycles I
relented and allowed her to start to do the waxing.

I did not expect a result like the professionals get but I kept her at
the arduous task as her uncle wished.  As she applied and buffed the
wax, I admired her scrumptious body.  As she had been working for at
least three hours (counting rests over my lap) I noted that a lot of
young gentlemen (and a couple of young ladies) managed to wander by to
observe my instruction about car maintenance.  I will confess that
standing behind and over the lass showing her how to apply the wax and
polish it was not an unpleasant task since the front of my shorts
pressed up against her red hot buns.  Considering that most of the
watchers were almost naked, I was surprised that they were not at the
local pool.  Several times I had to chase them as it was unseemly for a
crowd to form.  I think that several of them needed spankings to improve
their manners.

When the police car pulled up with two young officers, I was glad that
there was not a crowd about.  They were checking out a report that there
was a naked lady in the street.  I explained how Sarah was just a
naughty little girl being punished.  Admittedly she was a little older
than most of the naked kids in the neighborhood but she was still
hairless.  Her uncle felt that this would be better than an arrest
record and a stay in the reformatory.  The officers agreed and even told
her that she was lucky.  One even slapped her bottom causing her to
yelp.

After she had been working at things for four hours, I decided that she
was too exhausted to pump up the tire and that I would go to the service
station.  Sarah was a bit messy so I hosed her down making her rub the
mud off.  This left her chilled even in the heat, so I dried her off
with a small towel.  I had to wring it out twice to do the job.  She has
such nice soft skin.

I got the tire pressure up enough to drive and we went to the gas
station.  She sat with her arms across her naked breasts to hide them.
I pulled up to the air pump and handed her a quarter and told her to
fill up the tire.  "Please, don't make get out, Andrew.  Please." she
begged and she started to cry.

I did not have the heart to make her get out in the busy station so I
filled the tire and checked the others at the same time.  As I drove
out, she thanked me through her sobs.

Back home, I took her inside.  This was the first opportunity for Gran
to speak with her.  Gran gave her a tongue lashing that she would not
soon forget.  This blistering lecture surpassed the descriptions that my
father and uncles had told my cousins, siblings and me about the ones
that they had gotten.  Then I sat down on one of the old wooden chairs
in the kitchen and pulled the errant lass over my lap for the my final
spanking of the day.  There is nothing in the world that makes an
adolescent feel like a little kid more than an OTK spanking while naked.

SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!
SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!! 

I spanked her hard and she felt it.  Her bottom was still very tender
from her uncle's strapping but that was all for the better.  She needed
to learn a lesson.  She was not nearly as stoic as when she was being
strapped for she was now bawling like a baby.

SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!
SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!! 

After she was in the corner for ten minutes Gran called her over and
took her over her lap.  Oh how she screamed when Gran's hairbrush
connected.  Gran gave her ten hard ones and warned that this was just a
sample should anything happen again.

"Take her home, Drew." said Gran 



It was a very repentant Sarah that Drew returned to me.  As soon as I
opened the door, she threw herself at me, hugged me tight and cried for
a long time as I held tightly.  Eventually she ran low on tears and was
just sobbing and promising to be a very good girl forever and ever.  I
so hope that she meant it all.

Of course, having such a loving young nubile lass on my lap affected me
as you might expect.  I carried her to her bed and laid her down in it.
She reached for my tented shorts and grabbed my pole.  "Please, I need
it so bad.  Please."

I shed my clothes and reached for her smooth pussy.  It was so silky and
absolutely soaked.  It was easy to slip my hard rod right in.  Almost
immediately she came and we continued for some time.  I had just pulled
out when she slipped into sleep.  It had been a hard day for her.  I
turned her over on to her tummy and rubbed some cream into her sore
bottom.  She slept right through that.

When she awoke a couple of hours later, we had a long talk about right
and wrong.  She spent an hour writing letters of apology to the Primm's.
She even enclosed some cash to pay for the damages.

As I directed, she dressed in a simple white blouse with a girl's tie, a
mid-thigh dark blue skirt with ankle socks and flat shoes.  She then
hand delivered the letters. 



Both Gran and I were surprised when Sarah rang our bell.  She looked
like a elementary school girl on assembly day as she presented the
letters to us.  She was a very subdued young lady who was very cognizant
of having been very bad and soundly punished.  It took her a long time
to speak her apology before handing us the letters.  She was so nervous
that she tripped as she started to leave.  Both Gran and I saw her
flaming red bottom for she was not wearing panties.

Gran was very impressed by the hand written apologies and hoped that she
would not continue to be a brat.  I found a little slip of paper in my
envelope with her phone number.  She probably slipped that in without
her Uncle's knowledge.  I'll call her Wednesday so she can worry a bit.
She one young lady that I know how to keep in line. 

3. Sarah Goes to the Amusement Park 

Uncle Rex was positively cruel and grounded me for the entire week
except for grocery shopping and school.  He even said that since I kept
acting like a kid I had to dress like one, so all week I went to school
in a simple white blouse and skirt sans makeup.  Of course, after I got
to school, I put some on.  Gosh, a girl can not go around naked.

I had practically given up on that hunk Drew calling when he did on
Wednesday evening.  He invited me to go to the amusement park with him.
I just love the amusement park.  He said that I should remember to put
on panties when I got dressed like I was when I had gone to apologize.
(Fortunately he couldn't see me blush at that reminder.)  Powder blue
would go perfectly with the dark blue skirt.  "I've been thinking about
that nice little girl -- soft and smooth all over -- that I dried off on
Saturday dressed like that." he said.

I had to tell him that I would love to go but my mean old uncle Rex had
grounded me but I would ask him.  Well, uncle Rex was not all that mean
for he said that I may.  I could hardly wait for Saturday when he would
pick me up.

Uncle Rex kept an eagle eye on me all Saturday morning.  He made sure
that I did not put on any perfume and that I shaved my pussy as smooth
as my legs.  He also made sure that I wore a crisp white shirt (guess
who had to wash, starch and iron it), a school tie (from the local
reformatory), a pleated navy blue shirt (short!), white ankle socks and
polished patten leather Maryjanes shoes.  Drew rang the bell exactly at
one.  He really looked great.  "Remember to be home on time, Sarah."

"Yes, Uncle Rex." I yelled as I dashed for the car.  I was anxious to go
play.

Drew grabbed me, swung me around and kissed me on the nose.  "You look
so cute my little pixie."

As we started off to drive he asked what my curfew was and I said "Just
like Cinderella's".

I can not tell you what was the most fun because I liked everything so
much.  Perhaps it was the roller coaster where Drew held me so tight and
safe while I screamed.  Maybe the carrousel were we got the gold ring
(and I could feel his hard tool press up against me as we rode double).
Maybe the tunnel of love where we just cuddled up and kissed.  And I got
a good feel of Drew's middle leg.  Later when we were in the carnie
section I was teasing Drew and when he got mad I ran away.  As you can
guess he quickly caught me.  It was not smart of me to run into unused
aisle.  We were alone and Drew laughed.

"Well, young lady, you been asking for it and now you're going to get
it." he chucked.  I was trapped and he quickly got hold of me.  He sat
down on a crate and pulled me over his lap.  He's so much stronger than
me that I had no chance of escaping as he held me in position with his
left hand about my waist.  He flipped up my skirt and tucked it under
his arm and then patted my butt through my power blue panties.

"See, powder blue just like the like." I said.  Perhaps that would stop
him from spanking me.

"Yes, you naughty girl.  But you're going to get spanked anyway."  With
that he raised his hand and brought it down on my right check with a
loud SPANK!!  Just seconds later SPANK!!  On my left check.  Then he
pulled my powder blue panties down.  "You turn such a lovely pink,
Sarah." he explained.  Then he began to spank me in earnest.

SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!! 

He spanked hard and fast.  I was soon hurting and promising to be good.
But it did no good for he continued to spank me.

Then I heard a boy yell: "Look, Tom, that girl is getting spanked."

"Yea.  And her underwear pulled down."

SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  

"Come along boys, unless to want to learn how that feels.  That's the
girl we saw running from her big brother.  She deserves that spanking."

SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!! 

I even started to cry.  He spanked a bit more and then stopped.  I sat
on his lap (not on my butt, but with it sticking out) and he held me
close.  He licked my tears away as he comforted me.  I hugged him tight
for a while and then reached down to his hard thing.  He liked that and
shifted my hand into his pants.  His tummy muscles were rock hard and
his bush long and thick.  His shaft was hot and like a steel rod.  As I
squeezed it, he kissed me hard driving his tongue deep into my mouth.  I
was limp and excited.  He undid his pants and pulled down his boxers.
His rod jutted out proudly.  He lifted me off his lap and lowered me to
my knees in front of him.  I opened my mouth and gave a little lick.  He
tasted wonderful -- all juicy.  I started to suck him but could only get
half of it to my mouth before I started to choke.  He did not force it
in any further and I sucked and licked for a while.  He was stroking my
hair most of the time and then grabbed hold of my head and exploded into
my mouth.  I almost drowned as his cum filled my mouth.  It slid down my
throat so nicely.

He fixed his pants and I sat on his lap hugging for a long time.  Then
we went back to play some more.

We did some more carnie stuff and rides before going home.  He aced the
baseball throw and won this wonderful two foot tall teddy bear.  I know
when ever I hug it, I'll think of him.

He got me home just before midnight.  We kissed good night on the door
step and I floated into the house.  Uncle Rex roared at me: "You're
late, young lady!"

I had forgotten about my curfew.  "I forgot, Uncle Rex.  I'm sorry."

Uncle turned to Drew.  "I'm surprised at you.  I never would have let
her go out if I though you were so irresponsible."

"Excuse me, Mr. Nada, it's only 11:50 now and she told me her curfew was
midnight."

Uncle Rex looked me and I confessed.  "Good night, Drew."

"Goodnight, Sarah.  Goodnight Mr. Nada."

"Get ready for bed and I'll see you in your room.  Don't bother with
your jammies."

I rushed upstairs, stripped and showered and was waiting when he came to
my room.  "I'm disappointed in you, Sarah.  You were almost an hour late
and you lied to Drew."  He was just in his boxers with his belt in his
hand.  "Get into position." he ordered.  I bent over and grasped the
covers.  He raised the belt and it crashed down on my butt.

THWACK!!  THWACK!! THWACK!! 

It hurt.  It always hurts.  But tonight I thought of the wonderful day
and it was not as bad as usual.  He hit me ten times and I cried a
little.

After comforting me he laid me out on the bed.  I guided his hand to my
wet cunny and he started to play with it.  "Dripping as always, Sarah."
he said as he played with my hole and button.  A few minutes later he
entered me.

It was a wonderful day.  Two hard cocks and two spankings.

The End 

(C) Copyright A.I.L.  December 23, 2001

Y.

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