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‘just perfect for spanking. And I’m sure Matthew will do it full justice. He’s a wonderful spanker, isn’t he? So skilful and confident . I’ll never forget the spanking he gave me on our wedding night. I was just about the same age as you. What finer way for a young girl to start out on married life – face-down across her handsome young bridegroom’s knee, having her soft bare bottom spanked hot and crimson? You can think yourself lucky, my dear. Matthew doesn’t spank just any girl, you know.’
    She patted Susie’s bottom again, squeezing it lightly. ‘Oh yes, beautifully hot and tender – just the way a naughty girl’s bottom should always be. But I think she can take a bit more, darling, don’t you? Anything you need – hairbrush, a nice paddle? Oh, you’re keeping them for the next time? Yes, that’s probably the best plan. Well, then, I’ll leave you both to it. See you at bedtime, dear child.’ Another serene smile and she was gone.
    With a sigh of satisfaction, Matthew resumed Susie’s punishment. The brief pause had given time for the sting to sink in yet more deeply, and on her now exquisitely tender and ultra-sensitive bottom it felt to poor Susie as if he were spanking her harder than ever. An experienced spanker, he’d had good reason to ask if she was comfortable before her chastisement began. He wanted to be sure that nothing, not the least little thing, would distract this sweet girl’s attention from the fires he was kindling on her lovely bottom. And in this he was wholly successful. All Susie’s consciousness, all her quivering nerve-endings, seemed to have rushed to her outraged hinder parts. Her skin was aflame and her nether globes felt like two blazing fiery mounds, as if swollen to twice their normal size.
    Helpless across his lap she yelped and wailed, squirming frantically as spank after spank assaulted the tender trembling masses of her bouncing bottom-flesh. She would never have believed that a mere hand-spanking could hurt so much – or that it could go on for so long! And the indignity of it! Never before had anyone so much as raised a hand to her; and now here she was face-down across a male lap, wriggling and squirming, with her knickers round her knees and her trousers round her ankles, having her defenceless bottom-cheeks soundly spanked until – as she didn’t need Matthew to tell her – they must be blushing red as ripe tomatoes. Oh, how it hurt! How sore her soft bottom was! ‘Oh please, Matthew,’ she begged, ‘that’s enough! I’m so,
so
sorry! Oh please, won’t you stop?’
    But Matthew was in no mind to stop. This was Susie’s first ever spanking, and he was resolved to make it a memorable experience. Besides, she was such a joy to spank that he couldn’t resist continuing to his heart’s content. So plump and well fleshed a bottom, he knew, could take a long hard hand-spanking with nothing worse than temporary discomfort. And of course it was always good to start as you meant to go on. Amazing as it was that such a pretty, flighty girl, with such a delicious bottom, should have reached age 21 quite unspanked, it did mean that Susie would have no idea how severe a typical spanking should be – how hard it should be applied, nor how long it should last. A good long bottom-smacking session now would set a fine precedent for all those to come.
    So for a good thirty minutes Matthew’s hard hand remorselessly rose and fell, steadily deepening the rich crimson blush that now mantled every inch of the succulent target area. Poor Susie squealed at each smack, pleading tearfully for mercy, writhing and kicking desperately as the punishment built up the smarting heat in her defenceless cushions. Once she tried to protect her flaming cheeks with her hand, but Matthew simply captured her wrist in his left hand and held it out of the