We were celebrating my 30th birthday. My boyfriend, Curt and I were
cleaning the back yard. We were going to have a yard party. The patio
was spotless and the lawn was lush and green. We figured that the guests
would be arriving soon.
I have been with Curt for about five years, he was some what dominate
and I soon became some what submissive to him. When I would over spend
the budget or be late to a function he would take me over his knee and
spank my bottom. If he thought that I needed more punishment he would
insert a nozzle into my hole and fill me up with two quarts of soapy
enema. Needless to say I tried to stay on the straight and narrow as far
as our relationship went.
With all the lawn furniture in place and the Bar B Que. ready I went
into the house to shower and dress. I changed into a pair of white
shorts with a bright yellow top. I was looking at myself in the mirror
when Curt came into the room.
"You're not wearing pants for the party." He said.
"Why what's wrong with this?" I spread my arms out and turned around.
"I don't want you wearing pants....put on your sun skirt...the green
one." He said.
"But I don't want to wear a skirt...that thing is so out of date." I
tried to plead to him with my eyes.
He went to the closet and pulled out the skirt and threw it onto the
bed. He then pulled out a white cotton blouse and threw it onto the
skirt. I looked at the combination in discussed.
"That is what your going to wear." He said and went into the bathroom to
shower. I couldn't believe that he wouldn't let me wear what I wanted to
on my birthday. I slowly undressed huffing and puffing and mumbling to
myself. Soon I had on the skirt that was flared and came up to just
above my knees. The blouse buttoned up in front and one would be able to
see my bra through it. I slipped on my sandals and made my way out to
the kitchen to look over last minute preparations.
Curt came out and saw me dressed in the apparel that he had chosen. He
came up to me and kissed me on the forehead giving me a hug. I tried to
not notice him looking around at what I was doing.
"Now that's much better....I like you in a dress rather than shorts." He
let go of me and we both went to work. Soon the guest had arrived, there
were about a dozen or so. Most of our friends had kids but they had all
left them with sitters. I was talking to my friend Marge.
"You guys could of brought the kids...I had hot dogs and jello salad
made for them."
"Nah...we wanted to make sure we had fun....sometimes you just need to
get away from them." Marge said.
I didn't think anymore of it. Some of my friends knew that I was Curt's
submissive, I would talk to them about the spankings he gave me...I'm
not sure if I ever told them about the enemas though. We ate and drank
and sat in the spring sun. It was a gorgeous day. Most people brought me
funny cards and I would open them and pass them around for all to see.
After the food was put away and we all got down to some hard partying
Curt took a few of the men into the house. They were gone for quite some
"Where in the hell did Curt go?" I asked to the people around me.
"Oh he's probably putting the bow on you new BMW."
"Ya, right." I said. If we could ever be able to afford a BMW I would
fall over dead I thought. I started to rise out of my chair.
"Oh stay here he'll be back in a minute or so." Marge said as she garbed
my wrist. I sat back down and we started to talk about work and stuff.
Some of the people we invited were friends from work. All of a sudden
everyone started to sing happy birthday to me and I could see Curt and
two other guys carrying something big from out of the house. I couldn't
see what it was due to the sun and they were in the shade. I covered my
eyes and got up. Everyone was now moving toward the object surrounding
it. They sat it at the end of the porch and everyone finished the song
I moved up to the thing and looked at it, I couldn't tell what it was,
it was black with padding and had a big red bow on it. It looked like
some type of work out bench. I placed my hand on it and rubbed the slick
vinyl padding. I was too embarrassed to ask what the object was and I
looked at Curt with questioning eyes.
"It's a spanking bench." Everyone was silent as I stood there and took
in the words.
"What?" I asked not sure I heard right.
"It's a spanking bench Missy...To spank your bottom." He always called
me Missy. Everyone around me started to laugh and I looked up to see
Everyone then broke out into a chant. "Birthday spanking .....Birthday
spanking." I flushed as I looked around to everyone and smiled I was so
embarrassed at that moment. They continued to chant and Curt ripped off
"Oh, I don't think so." I smiled to everyone and blushed even more.
"Sure you can Missy ...come on lets try it out." Someone said and
everyone started to chant again. Curt and Bob took my arms and leaned me
over the thing a bit trying to get me to kneel up onto the bench. I
pulled back a little but then gave in and placed my knees onto the
padded part the brought them about a foot off the ground. They then
pulled on my arms a bit more and Curt placed his hand on the small of my
back so that I would lay down flat on the table part that was tilted at
a forty five degree angel down ward.
I tried to pull back and stay up but my body laid across the tables top.
I felt the heavy padding at my hips that jetted my bottom up and out. I
was starting to get scared but tried to keep up good humor as Curt and
Bob brought something around my wrists that were now spread out to each
corner of the table.
"This can be used for other kinky stuff as well." I said in a shaky
voice as my body was now flat to the table and I looked to the side. The
people around me laughed.
"Are you comfortable?" Curt asked.
"As comfortable as I can be in this weird position.....Ok you can let me
up now." I said, and everyone started to chant again. "Birthday spanking
"Oh come on guys you can't be serious." I was starting to loose my humor
and become some what irritated.
"Bob, did you bring those leg things?"
"Ya got them right here." I couldn't see what he had and before I could
turn my head to the other side they were behind me.
"Oh come on....you don't want to do this." starting to struggle against
the wrist restraints. Everyone started to chant again. I couldn't
believe they were serious.
"Suuushh....Everyone...here comes the moment of truth...the unveiling."
"CURT....DON'T." I yelled as I felt my skirt being pulled up from the
back of my legs.
"Come on guys....THIS ISN'T FUNNY ANYMORE." I tried to kick out my legs
but in this strange position they wouldn't go far without me falling off
the kneeling pad and hang from my wrist. I knew that they all had a few
drinks or so and they were all feeling the effects including me. But all
of a sudden I felt real sober as my skirt was now up and over my back. I
felt fingers in my panties and they were being pulled down.
"STOP....NO...CURT.....DON'T DOOO THAT." I started to scream as my
panties were being pulled down over my small bottom I really started to
thrash around trying to get loose. And my panties came down farther and
farther until they were around my bent knees. People started to chant
again as they were now all behind me. I looked up to see into the
sliding glass window that I now faced. I could barley see them all
gathered around my exposed bottom with there drinks in there hands.
My face was hot with blushing as everyone stood looking at my bottom. My
feet were then parted way out to each side and my knees stretched my
panties out tight. Something was then placed on my ankles and secured.
"Oh ....guys....I don't....like this...you had your fun, now let ME GO."
"Birthday spanking....Birthday spanking." The people chanted again.
Something was then placed over the small of my back and I felt it
tighten down plunging my body down onto the table even more and this
raised my bottom up further as now my back was slightly arched. Tears
came to my eyes and I grunted to the tightness of the strap.
"Curt...This is embarrassing me...please don't do this."
"Oh come on it's your birthday." Is all he said.
"Hey Curt...this thing is real nice...maybe I should get one." I heard
"If you do I'll leave you and take all your money with me." I heard his
wife Kate say.
"Ok....listen up....In this hat I have paper with numbers on them. You
need to reach into the hat and pull out a number. This will tell you who
gets to go second after me."
"CURT!!!!!!!!....NOOOOO." I screamed. I heard the people mumble around
"Number 8, I got number 3...." This went on until all the had picked a
"Hey I'm right after you Curt" I heard Bob say.
"Ok all...I have a few toys here...I have a small paddle, and a strop,
and small switch...you can pick your poison....We have most of the day
left so I think you should only give her ten swats at a time."
"COME ON CURT.....PLEASE." I cried as he told everyone that they could
spank my bottom. Tears rolled down my face as I laid there, my arms and
hands restrained and my bottom bare to them all.
How would I ever face those people from work again....I was so
humiliated at that moment I thought I would just die.
"Ok Missy...it's time to start your Birthday spankings." Curt said as
everyone chanted again.
"SMACK ......OWEE.....SMACK.....OWE....SMACK....OWE." The wooden paddle
hit my bared bottom.
"Hey who's counting?" Curt stopped.
"We should make her count." Bob said. I was now sobbing as my bottom
"That's a good idea...she won't miss count unless she wants more." Curt
"Ok Missy...how many have I given you?"
"Oh Curt ...no more please."
"How many darling?"
"God....THREE...YOU GAVE ME THREE."
"Ok you just keep count."
"SMACK....OHHHHEEEE." I screamed.
Curt stopped at ten and my bottom stung from the paddles hits. I tossed
and turned my head from one side to the other. After a few minutes the
paddle started on my bottom again. I cried and counted for another ten.
My bottom now hurt so bad and felt as hot as my flushed face. After Curt
had applied the thirty swats to my bottom, he gave me a real hard one to
"OWEEEE......ohhheeeeee...it hurtsss…" I cried out.
"Should we give her a rest...before I start?" Bob asked.
"Ya lets give her about 15 minutes...we can refresh our drinks and look
at her red bottom."
I was sobbing on the table, my butt stung and hurt. I looked up into the
window and could see people sitting in the lawn chairs in the sun behind
me. People went in and out of the glass door leaving me there with my
red bottom exposed.
"Are you ok Missy?"
Linda was bending down to look into my face.
"No....I"MMM Not…" And I started to sob.
She put a hand on my back and rubbed it.
"It will be over soon...my dear...when it's my turn I will be easy on
"You're ....you're going to sppppaaannnkkk me ??" I cried. Linda was one
of my call girls at work, she was one of my best employees.
"Why of course....It's an opportunity that I wouldn't miss." She then
I pleaded for them to let me go...but soon Bob was behind me with the
leather strop. He was harder on me than Curt and I would scream with
"Hey Bob take it easy...she has allot more to go." I heard someone say
and his hits lessened. I would still cry and count with each swat and
they were all gathered behind me to watch my bottom being abused.
The women were much more gentle than the men but each stroke to my
bottom would sting no matter how easy it was. Because I had a few drinks
my bladder filled and I asked to be released to go to the bathroom.
"You just have to hold it...there is still a few people that haven't had
there turn." Curt said.
The last person to spank me was George...and I could feel his heavy hand
hit my bare bottom that was now quite raw and almost numb. With each of
his hits a small dribble of urine would escape my body and drip down my
"You're disgusting Missy....you have no control at all." Curt said as he
saw my urine dribble from me.
"I'm sorry.....I can't hold it anymore." I cried. I had now been on the
table for more than four hours, and everyone was very drunk at my
expense. George gave me the last of my ten spankings and I pleaded for
them to let me up.
"Hey, Curd. Hey, why don't you full Missy up with an ema to show .her
some conttroll??" I could hear Bob behind me slobbering drunk.
"That's not a ...relaly bad Idea." Curt said just about as drunk.
"Hey eberyone...what *hiccup* do...you sav to ....gibing Missy an enema
* hiccup* ??"
"You bet." And soon everyone was chanting. "Fill er up...Fill er up."
"No....Oh Curt please...No...please let me go."
I watched as people went into the house and came stumbling out with a
big bag and some tubing. "NO...PLEASE...DON'T...DO THIS." I screamed as
they all walked behind me. It was now dusk with the spring sun starting
to set, these people were going to give me an enema.
"Hey...did you pud some...soap ...in that ??"
"Ya..but..I not sure how much...just ...just spilt in ....there .....Hey
....someone ...neebs to hold thoses hot....cheekies...oven...open."
"Oh god...curt please." I cried but I knew that wasn't going to help...I
was there play toy...and they were having fun at my expense.
"Oweeee...you're hurting me." I screamed as someone took hold of each of
my red swollen cheeks and parted them.
"Hey she has...three holes…" Curt said and people laughed.
"Here give me that before you hurt the poor girl with your drunkenness."
I heard Marge say.
"I'm sure sorry about all this Missy....But the least I can do is make
sure your safe...the nozzle now honey."
I could tell that Marge wasn't as drunk, if any, as all the rest. She
brought the nozzle to my hole and it's well lubed tip slipped into me.
"UGHHHH...OH...GOD don't do this to me please." I saw in the window the
bag being raised by Curt way over his head and the clamp was let go. Hot
water gushed inside me and I whimpered and cried as I took the enema
inside me. I was pleading for it to be stopped as the soap gave me deep
cramps. I was grunting and moaning as my body had no choice but to take
all the enema water.
"I can't take anymore...OH god."
"Watch out every...bon...she's gonna...blow."
I tried to hold the water but couldn't and I grunted and the nozzle
popped out of me and a stream of gushing water spewed out of me onto the
"There...she blows." Someone yelled and soon the water was a small
stream running down my legs. I was so humiliated at that moment as the
water would gush out of me in spurts and run down my legs. I was sobbing
"Come on Linda...let's get her off this thing." Marge said.
"Oh...you women are no fun...don't you think that was a nice water fall?"
"Watered ...the yawn." Curt said.
The girls got me off the table and I stepped out of my dirty disgusting
panties that were now soaked. I pulled down my skirt and the girls
helped me into the house to the master bathroom. I was still crying and
sobbing. They left me alone and I striped and showered. I continued to
cry as my humiliation subsided and my anger grew. I didn't go back out
for the rest of the night.
In the morning I got up and dressed. I saw my swollen black and blue
bottom in the mirror and my anger grew. I garbed my purse and found Curt
sleeping on the couch. The house was a mess and I looked out the glass
window to the patio to see the spanking table there the red enema bag on
the ground. I raced out the door and got into my car. Tears came to my
eyes as I sat in the seat and I drove off. I went to the mall and walked
around but for the most part I thought about my relationship with Curt
and this whole submissive thing.
When I returned late in the afternoon. The house had been cleaned
spotless and the patio had been worked on as well. The table was no
longer out there. Curt was on the couch watching sports.
"Hey baby...where you been?"
"Man do I ever have a hang over...my heads pounding?"
"Good... you deserve it."
"What's wrong with you?"
I turned around and took my stretch pants down from around my hips and
bent over for him to see my bare bottom.
"This is what's wrong with me."
"Oh God...Oh baby...shit...I'm sooo sorry."
He got up from the couch and brought his hand to my colored bottom. I
lifted back up and pulled my pants up before he could touch me. I then
walked away from him.
"That thing goes or I go."
"Man. I'm sorry I guess things got out of hand...I didn't mean for it
"I want that thing out of here by tomorrow or I will be." I snapped.
"What am I going to do with it...I can't take it back."
"I don't care...you can take it to the dump for all I care...put it
"Yes ma'am." He said. And I left the room.
The next day I looked all over the house and in the garage...the
spanking table was no where in site. I had gotten even madder through
the day as I had seen the looks of my coworkers at me. Even people that
weren't at the party looked at me with a funny smile.
A few months later I had found out that George had the table. It was in
his garage. I knew that Curt's birthday was coming up so I got with my
girlfriends and made plans. Curt was astounded at his surpass birthday
party that we held over at George's.
"I never had a clue." He said. There were some of his coworkers there as
well. He worked for a large construction company. Everyone that was at
my party was also at his except twice the amount of people. It was now
cold outside so the party was held inside, and the house had a great
room with a bar. Everyone including myself was getting tipsy.
"Hey listen up everybody ....I have a nice surpass for Curt in the den,
please follow me." Bob and George took there place on each side of Curt
as planned as we walked into the den. Curt's mouth feel open as he saw
the table with a big red bow on it.
"It's a spanking table dear...so that I can spank your bottom." I said
with a smirk. Just then Bob and George held Curt's arms as me and Linda
pulled down his jeans and briefs.
"Hey...you're not going to." Is all he could get out before everyone
started to chant. " Birthday spanking...birthday spanking" The men got
Curt onto the table his penis hanging down along with his balls as he
was placed in the restraints and was now ready for his spanking.
"Oh come on guys...this is not fair."
"As fair as it was when you did it to Missy." Someone said
"But I was sorry about that really." And the chants started again.
I leaned over to look Curt in the face. "I'm not going to be as cruel to
you as you were to me...but you will remember this birthday for years to
come." I said.
"Ok...everyone....Curt is 48 today...so I have decided to give him 48 oz
of enema for him to hold while each of us give him a swat. We will go
around in turns until all 48 have been given and I get the privilege of
giving him the one to grow on."
"Fill him up....Fill..him...up." everyone chanted.
"Oh come on guys...this." but he cut off his words when Marge took his
butt cheeks and parted them wide to show his small hole. I could see his
face blush and I knew that he knew that there was no use pleading. he
would get his enema and spanking.
I brought the long nozzle to his hole and smeared it with it's well
lubed tip. I could see his anal muscles tighten and relax as I teased
his hole with the nozzle. I watched intently to his bottom and soon I
saw the signs of him starting to get aroused and his penis started to
get erect as it laid between his wide legs. Marge looked up to me and
winked as she saw the same thing.
I then applied firm pressure to the nozzle against his hole and it slid
in. I then twisted and turned it in him and pulled it in and out slowly.
"Ughhhhh....Oh missy....please don't....do this."
His penis was now real hard as I worked the nozzle in and out of his
bottom and it would twitch as the nozzle would hit up onto his prostate.
He made little gasps as this was done and I could see him try and pull
hard on the restraints that held him tight. everyone shuffled for
position and mumbles went around the room that Curt was getting aroused
by having a nozzle up his butt. I was enjoying this humiliation that he
was feeling as I saw his face turn almost crimson with embarrassment.
"Uhhhh...oh....god...please......oh god." He would moan as I worked the
nozzle in and out of his bottom then when I would hit his prostate I
would just massage it with the tip of the nozzle. His penis would jerk
and it's head was almost purple with the blood that had filled it.
After ten minutes of playing with him his erection was very noticeable
and people watched as he tried to move his hips to rub himself on the
tables padded top.
"God he's getting off on having his butt fucked." One of his coworkers
said. And I smiled knowing that Curt was feeling his humiliation along
with his great arousal. Just when I thought he was about to cum. Linda
let go of his cheeks and I unclamped the clamp on the tubing. The tube
jumped as it filled with water and Curt groaned and tried to move his
hips as much as possible.
"OHHHHH.....NOOOOOO…" He yelled and he tried to arch up as his penis let
go of it's contents and he came right there and then. People gasped as
they saw the thick white fluid stream from his penis between his legs.
His body shook and shivered as his penis let go of the last of it's
contents. The tube in his bottom pulsed up and down as his anal muscles
felt the orgasm as well. I stood back and smiled as he moaned and
ground. Soon he sighed and relaxed. The bag was now half empty and he
would gasp with the cramps that soon hit him.
"Fill him up....Fill....him...up…" People started to chant as the show
between his legs was over and his erection started to subside. Curt
pleaded that I stop the enema, but I made him take it all.
"You need to learn control...I'm very displeased that you can't hold
your orgasm and spewed in front of all your friends. So you will have to
hold your enema until you get all 48 swats."
"But I can't." He cried out and I knew he had tears in his eyes.
"I'm going to pull the nozzle out now...you hold your water."
Curt had placed his forehead on the tables top and I could hear him gulp
in air to hold his enema. His bottom tensed up tight to hold himself
"Ok everyone line up to give the birthday boy a spanking." Everyone
lined up against the wall to give Curt a swat with the paddle I had
found. It was the same one from my birthday. George was first and he
didn't hold back. he raised the paddle and brought it down hard onto
"OHHHHHHH SSSSSHHIIITTTT." Curt cried out but held his enema. Bob was
next and he did the same thing. Curt yelled out again and tried to move
his bottom around. He no longer had an erection and his balls even grew
up into his body.
"Wait....wait a minute." I said.
"Oh god...no." Curt said wanting to get it over with.
"Who's counting?" I asked looking at everyone around the room.
"He should count." Marge spoke up.
"Hummmmm...Good Idea...Curt You will need to count your spankings."
"Oh god what ever...lets get on with it."
Each person would give Curt a swat and hand the paddle to the next
person. Curt would count out in a very strained voice as his bottom
turned more and more red. After the 15th swat his bottom started to
spurt out small amounts of water that now was trickling down his legs.
George had put down plastic on his floor just for this reason.
"Hold it....hold it." I said after the 22nd swat.
"I think we should let him rest a while." I said. Curt made a loud
"Oh god no...I can't hold it anymore." he said more to himself than us.
"Nah...lets keep going."
The people gave him all 48 swats to his behind and his bottom was as red
as his tear stained face.
"Ok honey The last one to grow on." I said lifting the paddle high over
my head and I brought it down as hard as I could. he screamed out and
more water gushed out of him and ran down his legs.
"You got that bucket George ...hurry." I said and I put the bucket
behind Curt and he squirted the rest of his brown enema into the bucket.
When the stream had subsided I held the bucket between his legs so that
he could drip into it.
"Ok you had your fun...now let me up." he panted.
"Oh not yet dear...were going to let you rest a bit and refresh our
Most people rushed to the kitchen to get more beer or make them drinks.
I wanted to stay sober to enjoy and remember this day. I wet a towel and
took it back to the den. I took the bucket away and cleaned Curt's
bottom and legs.
"Missy...please...no more.....I can't."
"Well just when you think you can't you will." I told him. There were a
few people in the room.
I wiped him off and stood up. "Now you know how helpless I felt." I said.
"I told you I was sorry." he cried as I walked out of the room. when
everyone was back in the room I brought out a large dildo. it was penis
shaped and even had large balls on it that could be used as a handle.
"Now it's time to give Curt his birthday Fuck." I said.
Everyone ooohhhed....and ahhhhed as I lifted the big thing. I was
standing to Curt's side and I saw him lift his head to see the huge
dildo in my hand.
"Oh NOOOOOOO.....MISSY...PLEASE." He yelled and I walked behind him.
Linda handed me the large jar of Vaseline and I dipped the end of the
dildo into it and twisted it around and pulled it out. At least a third
of the dildo had a big glob of Vaseline on it. Linda stood beside Curt
and reached around and parted his cheeks. Everyone was silent except for
Curt's hard breathing.
"OHHHH GOOOD....please...please...please don't do this to me." Curt said
and I could hear him sniffle. I sat in the chair behind Curt's butt, now
his hole was just about face level to me.
"Ok dear...it's time for your birthday present...I picked it out just
for you." I said as I brought the lubed tip right to his hole and
twisted it back and forth against it. I could see his erection already
come alive with this type of manipulation and he whimpered. My plan was
coming together. I would apply slight pressure to his anus and then pull
out slowly stretching him open to take the head of the dildo. He would
grunt and moan and sometimes yelp if I pressed to hard.
I didn't want him to feel allot of pain...I want him to be embarrassed
so I worked him open slowly until more than half of the dildo was in
him. I then pulled it out once more and with firm pressure I pushed it
all the way in so that the balls were right up against his scrotum. I
left it there embedded into him and sat back to let him get used to the
monster with in him. His penis was now fully erect and I could hear the
guys whisper about him liking something in his butt.
Curt pleaded for me to take the object from his bottom but instead I
took hold of it and pulled it part way out and slowly pushed it back in.
I did this a few times until I was sure he was well lubed and fully
"Ok baby now it's time to have some fun...just like the fun you had with
I started to manipulate the large object in and out of him faster and
faster and his erection got bigger until he was moaning with pleasure
and trying to move his hips. Soon he cried out and his sperm spurted
from his hanging erection. His body strained against the restraints and
it shook violently as he gave up his load. I thirsted the dildo fully
into him and stood up and away from him for all to see.
"I can't wait to tell the guys at work that Curt likes to get his butt
"You better not I'll have you damn hide Rick." Curt yelled. But I knew
that they would all know. Just like all my coworkers knew about my
"Ok I think we can give him a little rest and then who ever wants to be
next can be."
"NOOOO MISSY....COME ON...LET ME...UP."
After a while Marge sat in the chair and worked the dildo in and out of
Curt's bottom until he spewed his cum again. He would try and arch his
back and he would yell out in pleasure. I watched for a few times then
left to make myself a drink. it was now time for me to start to have
some fun. Most of the men refrained from playing with Curt but all of
the women indulged in giving Curt a good fucking. I was talking with
some people in the other room when I heard Curt yell out again and I
"You're loving this aren't you?"
"Damn right I am." I said.
The women would relube the dildo and ream Curt's bottom with it until he
would cum. As the night wore on it took him longer and longer to come to
orgasm. I fingered that he had his butt fucked at least a dozen times if
all the women had took advantage of the situation.
Soon the men were tipsy enough to get into the game and Bob was the
first to take the dildo from Curt's bottom and lube it and then reinsert
it. He pounded that thing into Curt for ten minutes until Curt Yelled
out and spewed his cum once again. Curt would plead for it to be over
and I had fingered that he had been on that table for a good four hours.
"Ok guys...I think he's had enough." I said.
"Hey no way...I didn't get a turn." George said.
"And you're not getting one...come on let me up." Curt yelled.
"Oh please...I want a turn."
"Ok but this is the last one."
"NOOOO.....I"M Done....my bottom feels like there's a hot poker in
George sat down and Curt cussed and pleaded but George fucked his bottom
good until little drops seeped out of his penis and he yelled out with
his massive orgasm. The whole process took about 45 minutes. The men let
Curt up from the table and He walked funny to the bathroom with a big
pout on his face. He had his pants in his hand. His red bottom stuck out
a bit as he leaned over and walked wide legged to the bathroom.
The spanking table was used for various birthdays among our friends for
both male and females. No woman though got it as good as I had gotten it
that first night. And no man had been fucked as much as Curt had been.
But It would pop up here and there at parties and be well used for the