Hard spanking and intense orgasms!
It didn't take Megan long to appreciate living in a dorm once school started. Classes and course work required so much more time then it did in High School.Her mother was right that the choice was better for at least getting some sleep. She worked hard all week and looked forward to seeing her Grandfather picking her up on Friday afternoon. She'd load her books, lap top and laundry in the Jeep and they'd talk on the ride home. Usually, she'd almost race for the door impatient for some quality time over Grandad's knee. However, this Wednesday, her sister had texted her images of her well spanked ass with news of her new boyfriend. Megan was happy for her, but also envious of the attention her ass was getting. The remaining two days seemed like a whole week.
She shared the text with her Grandad who was as understanding as he could watching Megan pull things out of the toy bag. Clearly, the usual maintenance spanking wouldn't suffice this week. He sat down and Megan slipped out of her garments and placed herself over his knee. Grandad started spanking her lightly then built up force slowly till she was squirming under the assault of a hard hand spanking. When she had acquired a uniform red hue, he told her to get up.
Without a word, Megan rose and and walked to her bedroom where she attached the restraints to her wrists and ankles before placing two pillows in the middle of the bed. She climbed over the pillows resting her hips on them before extending her arms and legs out. Grandad looped the cord through the hasps and pulled tight. Megan tried to move and couldn't. Grandad started by teased her with light applications of the flogger across her ass before baring down on her. His arm moved quickly - first one way then the other in rapid succession - a now familiar sensation that still stung like hell. After about 40 hard applications of the flogger, he paused. Megan looked back at him and smiled as her endorphins swept her mind. He brought the flogger down on her ass for another hard set causing her to pull against the restraints as her eyes watered as her head jerked up and down. With tears in her eyes, the endorphin rush saved her again. Grandad put the flogger down and picked up the leather strap. He brought it down hard across both cheeks causing her to wimpier loudly. Next he applied it to her right cheek then the left. Tears dropped down on to a towel placed there for that purpose. A full set of 20 lashes left her crying as her endorphins struggled to relieve her. The next set caused her to pull against the restraints as her ass transitioned to chartreuse. Her whimpering became pronounced when he laid into her with a wood paddle. One laud crack echoed through the room after another leaving white/purple reminders on her tender skin. 30 hard swats reduced her to convulsions as she cried out with each painful application.
Grandad set the paddle down and waited for his granddaughter to calm down. Then he picked up the pussy whip and stimulated her wet pussy with moderate lashes that he kept up through her long organism. When she stopped shaking and her respiration approached normal, he unbound her. She slowly rose, though she found that just moving her legs was painful, and embraced her Grandad whispering in his ear that that was just what she needed. Her Grandfather looked down at her very sore bottom and marveled that blisters hadn't yet formed before he announced that he'd worked up an appetite.
A few minutes later, Megan wondered into the kitchen wearing only a T-shirt. Her dark red ass was starting to turn purple. She was still moving stiffly, but her cheerful nature was still in-tack as she stood on her toes to kiss her Grandfather's cheek and inquire how she could help. Soon she was enjoying her dinner with her well spanked bottom was painfully settling in one of the cane chairs. Liz's new boyfriend was the main topic of conversation. Megan helped clean up before taking over the table with her school work.
The next morning, Megan returned to the Kitchen in the same T-shirt with bear feet. Grandad scolded her telling her to go get her shoes. Her reply was a defiant NO! Grandad grabbed her wist and swatted her bottom hard. Again, she said NO! He said very well, go get the thin cane. Megan returned wearing restraints with the thin cane in her hand. He bound her bent over the dining table and forcefully swung the rod into the middle of her sore ass. Megan jerked her head up and whimpered loudly. The second sling of that horrible rod fell just below the first red mark stretching across her cheeks. Her body shuttered under the assault. Tears were running down her face as he continued to march the cane down the bottom. She tensed and pulled against the restraints as she took the punishing strokes. After 15 strokes, he paused. Megan was once again enveloped in her endorphins as she relaxed. However, the euphoria evaporated as the cane fell again denoting the start starting the second set. Pain transformed her to a bowling c***d as he delivered the strokes full force. She jerked and cried out, but her body was tightly bound and their was no escape. Grandad was concentrating on her set spot grouping the strokes closely. Her skin broke and a drops of blood appeared. But the caning continued trashing her little ass. At the end of the set her Grandfather left her to go into the kitchen. Her endorphins were making an effort to relieve her when he returned to rub a salt water solution into her wounds. As she reeled in burning pain, he applied the pussy whip almost gently. The combination caught her off guard and she came forcefully shaking her entire body and breathing rapidly. Her Grandad simply unbound her and told her to go get some shoes on her feet. She meekly replied "yes sir"
Again, she appeared bottomless in the Kitchen, but this time she had shoes and shocks with stripes across her bottom. She walked over to her Grandfather and put her arms around him an they simply embraced. She turned and helped him finish preparing breakfast. She sat her punished bottom on the seat as slowly and carefully as she could, but placing the weight of her upper body on those thin welts hurt a lot more then after last night's spanking. She remarked that she sent an image of her ass to her sister. And that Liz responded that she and Tom planed for her to be caned just before Homecoming events that they would attend together. Grandfather smiled and said that Liz had certainly found the right boyfriend.
After Breakfast, Megan pulled on her Denim skirt and went to the grocery with her Grandad. They returned and put the food away before Megan started the laundry and started making lunch. Grandad came into the kitchen and grabbed he by the hand to lead her over to a waiting dining room chair. He sat down and pulled her over his knee. Pulling her skirt up he announced that her post caning spankings would be prior to each meal and before bed - by hand today and with the leather paddle tomorrow. Megan nodded and said: "yes sir!" Of course, even a moderate hand spanking only hours after her punishment offered all the pain she could take as she kicked and squirmed. Five minutes had her eyes tearing up and setting for lunch was as painful as setting for breakfast. Before dinner he spanked her for ten minutes and before bed he held her down for 15. Megan masturbated and came hard before drifting to sleep.
The leather paddle was very painful the next day. He spanked her longer each time keeping her welts inflamed. She was crying during her before dinner spanking, but her before bed paddling took her into sub-space. When she relaxed, Grandad continued a bit more before placing the vibrator on her clit. Megan bucked and shook forcefully as she came, but somehow he managed to hold it there to prolong her orgasm. Though exhausted, with a very sore ass, she drifted to sleep a very content women.
She shared the text with her Grandad who was as understanding as he could watching Megan pull things out of the toy bag. Clearly, the usual maintenance spanking wouldn't suffice this week. He sat down and Megan slipped out of her garments and placed herself over his knee. Grandad started spanking her lightly then built up force slowly till she was squirming under the assault of a hard hand spanking. When she had acquired a uniform red hue, he told her to get up.
Without a word, Megan rose and and walked to her bedroom where she attached the restraints to her wrists and ankles before placing two pillows in the middle of the bed. She climbed over the pillows resting her hips on them before extending her arms and legs out. Grandad looped the cord through the hasps and pulled tight. Megan tried to move and couldn't. Grandad started by teased her with light applications of the flogger across her ass before baring down on her. His arm moved quickly - first one way then the other in rapid succession - a now familiar sensation that still stung like hell. After about 40 hard applications of the flogger, he paused. Megan looked back at him and smiled as her endorphins swept her mind. He brought the flogger down on her ass for another hard set causing her to pull against the restraints as her eyes watered as her head jerked up and down. With tears in her eyes, the endorphin rush saved her again. Grandad put the flogger down and picked up the leather strap. He brought it down hard across both cheeks causing her to wimpier loudly. Next he applied it to her right cheek then the left. Tears dropped down on to a towel placed there for that purpose. A full set of 20 lashes left her crying as her endorphins struggled to relieve her. The next set caused her to pull against the restraints as her ass transitioned to chartreuse. Her whimpering became pronounced when he laid into her with a wood paddle. One laud crack echoed through the room after another leaving white/purple reminders on her tender skin. 30 hard swats reduced her to convulsions as she cried out with each painful application.
Grandad set the paddle down and waited for his granddaughter to calm down. Then he picked up the pussy whip and stimulated her wet pussy with moderate lashes that he kept up through her long organism. When she stopped shaking and her respiration approached normal, he unbound her. She slowly rose, though she found that just moving her legs was painful, and embraced her Grandad whispering in his ear that that was just what she needed. Her Grandfather looked down at her very sore bottom and marveled that blisters hadn't yet formed before he announced that he'd worked up an appetite.
A few minutes later, Megan wondered into the kitchen wearing only a T-shirt. Her dark red ass was starting to turn purple. She was still moving stiffly, but her cheerful nature was still in-tack as she stood on her toes to kiss her Grandfather's cheek and inquire how she could help. Soon she was enjoying her dinner with her well spanked bottom was painfully settling in one of the cane chairs. Liz's new boyfriend was the main topic of conversation. Megan helped clean up before taking over the table with her school work.
The next morning, Megan returned to the Kitchen in the same T-shirt with bear feet. Grandad scolded her telling her to go get her shoes. Her reply was a defiant NO! Grandad grabbed her wist and swatted her bottom hard. Again, she said NO! He said very well, go get the thin cane. Megan returned wearing restraints with the thin cane in her hand. He bound her bent over the dining table and forcefully swung the rod into the middle of her sore ass. Megan jerked her head up and whimpered loudly. The second sling of that horrible rod fell just below the first red mark stretching across her cheeks. Her body shuttered under the assault. Tears were running down her face as he continued to march the cane down the bottom. She tensed and pulled against the restraints as she took the punishing strokes. After 15 strokes, he paused. Megan was once again enveloped in her endorphins as she relaxed. However, the euphoria evaporated as the cane fell again denoting the start starting the second set. Pain transformed her to a bowling c***d as he delivered the strokes full force. She jerked and cried out, but her body was tightly bound and their was no escape. Grandad was concentrating on her set spot grouping the strokes closely. Her skin broke and a drops of blood appeared. But the caning continued trashing her little ass. At the end of the set her Grandfather left her to go into the kitchen. Her endorphins were making an effort to relieve her when he returned to rub a salt water solution into her wounds. As she reeled in burning pain, he applied the pussy whip almost gently. The combination caught her off guard and she came forcefully shaking her entire body and breathing rapidly. Her Grandad simply unbound her and told her to go get some shoes on her feet. She meekly replied "yes sir"
Again, she appeared bottomless in the Kitchen, but this time she had shoes and shocks with stripes across her bottom. She walked over to her Grandfather and put her arms around him an they simply embraced. She turned and helped him finish preparing breakfast. She sat her punished bottom on the seat as slowly and carefully as she could, but placing the weight of her upper body on those thin welts hurt a lot more then after last night's spanking. She remarked that she sent an image of her ass to her sister. And that Liz responded that she and Tom planed for her to be caned just before Homecoming events that they would attend together. Grandfather smiled and said that Liz had certainly found the right boyfriend.
After Breakfast, Megan pulled on her Denim skirt and went to the grocery with her Grandad. They returned and put the food away before Megan started the laundry and started making lunch. Grandad came into the kitchen and grabbed he by the hand to lead her over to a waiting dining room chair. He sat down and pulled her over his knee. Pulling her skirt up he announced that her post caning spankings would be prior to each meal and before bed - by hand today and with the leather paddle tomorrow. Megan nodded and said: "yes sir!" Of course, even a moderate hand spanking only hours after her punishment offered all the pain she could take as she kicked and squirmed. Five minutes had her eyes tearing up and setting for lunch was as painful as setting for breakfast. Before dinner he spanked her for ten minutes and before bed he held her down for 15. Megan masturbated and came hard before drifting to sleep.
The leather paddle was very painful the next day. He spanked her longer each time keeping her welts inflamed. She was crying during her before dinner spanking, but her before bed paddling took her into sub-space. When she relaxed, Grandad continued a bit more before placing the vibrator on her clit. Megan bucked and shook forcefully as she came, but somehow he managed to hold it there to prolong her orgasm. Though exhausted, with a very sore ass, she drifted to sleep a very content women.
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