And another great story by guest author SteveH. This is a real story!
Just recently divorced, my good friend Michael, the manager of a strip club, suggested I try hanging out at his place and hook up with one of his “fun” girls that liked having a good time and knew how to reciprocate. Needless to say, these girls were beautiful and did know how to return favors. But the one who caught my eye was a very shy Spanish girl who called herself “Gaia”. She is one of the most exotic girls that I ever seen as well as being incredibly cute with an absolutely heart-warming impish smile. With Gaia also being freshly divorced, we decided to start off as friends with benefits in order to see what, if anything, developed from there. Being absolutely vanilla, the kinkiest that Gaia ever got was being paddle lightly (five whole swats! Lol!) before having sex once with an old boyfriend.
So, proceeding slowly, I spanked her gently the first time by hand before we had sex. She told me how tough she thought she was and that she could take more, but I knew better and said that would come in time. About this time, I started to notice something strange about Gaia. I knew that her admirers from the various clubs that she worked at would run into her at the bars and clubs that Gaia and I frequented. She would excuse herself to chat them on occasions which was quite alright with me. Except when she started getting tipsy and would do so without my permission, and almost ignored me. Especially, it seemed when I bought her favorite night cap, a Long Island iced tea. For those that don’t know, this drink contains 4 kinds of liquor and costs about 12-15 dollars. Not a cheap request.
One night, after drinking half of the Iced tea, Gaia said that she had to pee and would be right back. After waiting over ten minutes for her, I went towards the dinning room of the club and eyed her happily talking with a guy in that room’s bar. I wasn’t happy about it and told her so immediately. She said that she was sorry and thought I was alright with it. I told her I was as long as she made it clear to me what she was doing and who the guy was that she wanted to talk to.
Fast forward, and this happenedd not once, nor twice, but three more times in the next two weeks. Always when I bought her closing drink, a Long Island iced tea. More apologies and crocodile tears came from Gaia but I didn’t like this game she was playing. She was always too drunk to punish at the end of the night so I waited for a time when she was sober and I had her absolute attention.
That happened when we went down the shore one weekend. A place far removed from the clubs and bars we frequented. Before turning in the first night, Gaia said that she wanted to fool around after a couple of drinks. So did I but I told her that I wanted to spank her beforehand.
"Ok" she said, "if that’s what you want". Stripping quickly, Gaia was over my knee in a flash twerking her butt cheeks.
“Give it to me, Daddy” she quipped.
But I said that we we’re going to use this time to talk about her bad behavior.
”What bad behavior?”, she barked. “You’re not going to start more of this jealous bar shit, are you?”
“This isn’t about me being jealous.” I said. “It’s about you disrespecting me.” With that I hit Gaia’s soft smooth ass about ten times with the flat of my hand as hard as I could. I knew that she wasn’t ready for a hairbrush or paddle, but I also knew that my hand was pretty damn close to either and hurt like hell.
“Let’s start with the price of a Long Island iced tea” I said. “It’s $14 dollars. So, let’s count.” I smacked hard on her right cheek.
She quickly blurted out “One” before I raised my hand high and hit her left cheek.
“Two” she yelled I as landed another sharp smack on her right, hitting her harder and harder until we reached a count of fourteen.
“I don’t want you to forget that number, so let’s do it again.” We repeated the fourteen spanking count four more times before I moved into her second infraction, which was the number of times she drifted off to chat with other men. A total of four stinging swats that we repeated over and over until her ass was bright red. That came to a total of twenty smacks to go with the fifty-six she counted out for drink’s price. To add to her punishment, I spanked twenty more times before calling an end to her first real spanking
I asked her numerous times how much a Long Island iced cost, what she did wrong, and how many times she did it. After answering me correctly. I let her up and told that I would use a paddle on her the next time and double the number of blows that she received. Gaia was shocked at how much a spanking really hurt and how red her ass was. She was sore for about twenty-four hours.
And the next time she asked me to order her a Long Island iced tea, she stayed with me until she finished her drink and then asked my permission to go talk to a friend.
“Sure” I said. “I trust you. Now.”