Weekend Payback ===============
WARNING This contains graphic descriptions of sexual
intercourse and sadomasochistic activities between adult males. If
this offends you, is not appropriate for viewing in your location,
or you are not of legal age, don't read it.
REMARK This story picks up in the world set up by the stories
Spanking_Party, Justin_Returns, and others. If you haven't
read them, I recommend them based on the overwhelmingly positive
stream of feedback I've received.
Any resemblance of characters in this story to the living is
purely coincidental.
(c) 1997, TopLegal. Permission is granted for distribution via
Usenet and the Web in full.
Prologue --------
As you already know, I'm a practicing attorney in our great big
city. I travel in a circle of hot friends and love to spank among
other S&M proclivities.
This takes place the morning after the events of
Spanking_Party_3.
Sleep -----
Sleeping with one hot man can be bliss. Having two against you,
curled up, is heaven.
As the full length windows let the sun past the angled verticles,
I felt its hot rays on my face and opened my eyes. Justin and Geof
were against me oblivious to the powerful light streaming onto my
face. I let them rest against me as I thought about my plans for
the weekend. Justin was getting to be a bit too smug with Geof,
especially since he was handling some of the discipline of the boy
with me.
Geof was way too sore from the previous night's caning to take all
but the lightest punishment anyhow and he had gotten it but good.
This weekend, the focus would be on my hot husband, my personal
boy toy, Justin.
Wake Up... ----------
I gently rubbed Geof's hair patting him tenderly and he slowly
roused to my touch and looked up into my eyes lovingly. He was a
good boy who loved to take severe pain ever since I had introduced
him to it. He was definitely misbehaving at times just to get my
attention since his boyfriend, Tom, refused to have anything to do
with punishing his fuck toy houseboy.
I pulled his face to me and kissed him deeply. "Get moving," I
whispered tenderly. He was in pain from the caning and getting out
of bed hurt. He stood, ass to me and stretched, I looked closely
at the cane marks left on his ass, smiling, and watching the sun
come across him as he stretched for me. Then he put on a jockstrap
and went to the bathroom to clean himself up.
I slowly pulled my husband to me and kissed him warmly. He was not
very sore from the previous night and no evidence of the spankings
he took was visible. I held him against me and we tongued for a
while before making our way to the shower. He washed me down with
his tongue and then with soapy water.
He told me that he really liked Christopher and wondered if the 20
year old engineer could visit and spank him more often. I wasn't
sure how Christopher felt about the whole thing, but I said as far
as I was concerned Justin could play with him. After our shower,
Justin dressed himself in a jockstrap and we both joined Geof in
the living room to plan the day. Geof was having difficulty
sitting on anything, but I just kissed him on the forehead and
made him sit down.
Geof didn't want to go out and wanted to lay down on the bed
again, Justin wanted to go out for brunch, and I felt neutral
about the whole matter. I decided that we would go out and that I
would buy some implements to use on Justin that afternoon.
Brunch ------
I let the boys dress and we headed to a cute little restaurant in
the gay area of town. Geof was continuing to have a very,
very, hard time sitting down, I found it cute, finally, we had
struck upon an implement that could drive home a point on the smug
pain loving spank-o-file.
As the brunch entrees arrived, I announced we would be making a
trip the stores for some new toys. Geof was not pleased and looked
down. Justin seemed happy -- little did he know.
I was kind of hoping Justin might act out a bit, so I could
bathroom spank him as I had done with Geoffrey the previous night.
The humiliation aspect of that trip had humbled him mightily and I
thought Justin might need a dose of that for good measure.
Nonetheless, brunch passed uneventfully, and we headed to my
favorite "toy" store.
Paddles 'R Us -------------
My friend who runs the store greeted us warmly. I let Geof wander
the store, and kept Justin close to me. I showed off our matching
wedding bands. My friend was duly impressed.
I selected a new razor strap and 3 Singaporan canes. These were
allegedly the real McCoy's, imported from that Pacific island
nation. Justin seemed pleased by the purchase, assuming they were
for Geof who was wandering the store aimlessly.
Justin selected a new leather vest that I added to the purchase,
not that he really ever had occasion to wear such things, but I
love to indulge him. We kissed in the store for a while till Geof
wandered back over and then the three of us left.
Demo ----
Geof didn't ask any questions about the implements, assuming they
were for his training and I didn't bother to mention they were for
my hot spankable husband.
Once we got home, both boys stripped to their jocks and I took
Geof to the bathroom and rubbed some lotion on his buttocks to
relieve a bit of the pain from the cane.
Then I went out to the living room and pulled Justin off the couch
and bent him over the weight bench. I went back to the front hall
leaving him over the bench for a bit and pulled the new razor
strap from the bag of purchases.
I went back to the living room and found Geof watching with eyes
wide open, worried that he would be next in line. I brought the
strap down on my husband repeatedly, 5 quick painful strokes
reddened his ass flesh quickly and effectively. He didn't cry out,
but he was hurting. His cock was also rock hard. I lifted him off
the bench and kissed him and then parked him, red ass to the city
in the window.
I sat with Geof on the couch for a while fondling him and
caressing his sore caned ass. My fingers explored the impressions
left by the cane carefully. Geof's butt was still sore enough that
my touch was painful. I kissed him some more and then beckoned my
husband to join us.
Justin didn't remark that he had been spanked solely for my
entertainment, those were the rules he lived by. He loved me and I
loved him. I made Justin kneel in front of me and had him suck me
off and then Geoffrey. He smiled and enjoyed it. Working his agile
tongue up and down my cock shaft first till I shot a massive load
into his mouth which he swallowed without hesitation. Then he
repeated his efforts on Geoffrey, not hesitating for a moment. He
worked just as thoroughly to produce pleasure and orgasm in his
fellow boy as he had in his master.
After Justin helped Geof come, I took him back to the bedroom
dungeon in my apartment and laid him across the spanking horse and
fastened the restraints.
Payback -------
I activated the recording equipment and shut the door leaving Geof
to have his way with my boy for a change.
I would have to wait for Geof to come out to see the results and I
waited in the living room not wanting to spoil my anticipation. My
considerable array of spanking implements was at Geof's disposal
and Geof had 5 odd months of spankings from Justin to pay him back
for.
I shut the door at around 2, when Geof came out at 6, I was
certain there was going to be quite some tape to watch. I kissed
Geof who thanked me and went to the bedroom to lay down.
I went into the room and saw my husband still strapped to the
spanking horse with his ass completely welted and red. I released
my boy and took him to the living room and with his welted ass
exposed up to me and I placed my hand on it and pressed play on
the VCR.
Watching --------
I rubbed the sore ass underneath me as I watched the tape. Geof
was rock hard in his jockstrap as he began first hand spanking my
boy. Geof used his hands for a good 30 minutes beating Justin nice
and red. Justin was tightly restrained in the horse and unable to
escape the welter of Geof's large hands slowly working their magic
on his olive tan ass. By the time Geof disappeared from the
picture to find his first implement, Justin's butt flesh was a
nice deep pink.
I paused the tape for a bit and kneaded the welted burning flesh
beneath me. The rough touch of my hands made Justin cry out in
pain.
Then after kneading his ass for a bit, I resumed the tape, Geof
had selected the razor strap I had already tested on Justin's ass
earlier for further work. Restrained, Justin had nowhere to go.
Geof was not gentle as he worked the strap across Justin's ass
each stroke left clear lines where the strap had just been. There
was no tenderness, blow after blow landed with the razor strap,
Geof took his time between strokes taunting Justin and making sure
Justin understood it was payback time.
I felt my boy's welted ass as I watched the video of stroke after
stroke on 3 hours of tape of torture. Geof did not spare the rod
remotely, every inch of exposed ass flesh felt the center and the
edge of the strap at least twice and I was proud of his efforts. I
watched the rest of the tape with my husband's welted ass over my
lap enjoying Geof's severe efforts to inflict pain.
When the tape finished, I turned it off and kissed Justin
passionately, his body ached and it was late.
Bed ---
I spanked both boys firmly that night. Geof was still sore
with cane marks, but I slapped his ass 30 times very firmly
taking care to make them hurt. I kissed him for a job well
done on Justin and then repeated the treatment on Justin's
strapped ass.
Then the three of us snuggled in the bed and fell asleep
quickly, two with sore asses, me content to have such
beauty at my side.
Write the Author ----------------
E-MAIL THE AUTHOR These stories are e-mail'ware at this point.
My original Spanking_Party was written on a lark and the
feedback convinced me to keep writing. Now thanks to
net-encouragement, a rather long piece, ~50 pages, is under
consideration for inclusion in a gay/lesbian smut fanzine, I will
keep people posted about purchase/download information.
Thanks again to everyone who has written in and thanked me or
shared their own stories.
Continued e-mail means more stores.
Keep in touch with me at mailto:toplegal@geocities.com.