Over 18 only. This story contains spanking and other erotic elements. Do not read this if it offends you.
I make these stories up live as I type, so it is a very rough draft. I hope you enjoy it
Continued from April Ending Part II...
Unable to wait any longer, she ran to the sanctuary of her own room and locked the door behind her.
Her face was flushed and her pussy was quivering from the punishment she just received. Glad she had the house to herself, Mackenzie stripped off her cumbersome dress and petticoats on the way to the full length mirror. Looking at her cheeks she saw they were bright red orbs, the pain still pulsing as if he was still making contact with her backside.
Shakily she laid on her side and touched her moistness, gasping at the feel of her fingers to her sensitive and most private spot. In her mind she replayed the scene over and over, how he had taken control of her body and spanked her while she begged him to stop. She hadn't really wanted him to stop because she was secretly loving the feel of his hand on her bottom. Her upbringing as an obedient and old fashioned girl prompted her to beg forgiveness.
As she gingerly inserted a finger between her glistening lips her body seemed to involuntarily start moving and the moaning came from somewhere deep inside her. She was on fire as she gave in to the temptation and inserted several fingers as deep as she could while moaning and gyrating on her bed. Lying on her stomach with a pillow under her to prop her cheeks in the air as she had been in the tree, Mackenzie fantasized about watching Lydia get her bottom spanked until it was red and smarting.
Her breath coming faster now as she remembered how she had to cling onto the tree as he spanked her cheeks hard, over and over. Then recalling how the belt had felt like fire on her cheeks that pushed her over an edge where she felt tiny explosions inside her body as it convulsed. She may not have realized it but Mackenzie had just become a woman. She had her first orgasm and the feeling was spectacular and one she would repeat as often as she could. Maybe even returning to the tree to wrap her arms and legs around it to remember how he had spanked her in that position.
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The very next day Mackenzie returned to the scene of the crime to relive her newfound fantasy. She was shocked to see William and Lydia there as well and in a comprising position once again. She hid behind a tree to watch, knowing she should turn and run away. Instead she was glued to the spot as she watched them with tiny shivers of excitement going through her body.
She could see that Lydia's cheeks were already well-spanked and she was crying as she begged him to stop. He was in no hurry to stop or give reprieve as he pelted away at her quivering cheeks. Lydia was again across his lap with dress above her head and bare cheeks on display for him to decorate with his hand.
He was disciplining her with his words as he spanked her and Mackenzie dared to get a little closer to hear his words. As she stepped on a twig she heard it snap just as he looked up and right at her. Oh no! She had been caught red handed again! There would surely be a price to pay, at least she hoped there would be.
He wagged his finger at her and told her to wait there with his signs, showing a spanking motion to confirm she was next. Her pussy lips quivered at the thought.
She could now hear his voice as he punished poor Lydia's backside, holding her legs still between his so she couldn't kick and struggle to get away. All she could do was lie there across his thighs and cry, begging for forgiveness. She saw how he liked to swat fast and hard in the same spot, then move to another spot and repeat the motion, remembering how that brought the pain to the surface and made a lasting impression.
He told her as he spanked her hard, "I warned you not to go with Jake, did I not? And then to find you on a picnic with him after I punished you and you promised yourself to me. How dare you go against my wishes. Your bottom will pay the price and you will be reminded of your transgressions every time you sit, or attempt to sit down for a week." He told her.
"Please, no more William, I am sorry. It'll never happen again, I swear. I am yours and will never look at another man, I promise." She pleaded with him as her lips quivered with moisture between her legs.
Again he gave her a good twenty to one spot hard and fast as he scolded her, "No, you will not get off that easy, I will not stop but you can keep begging me. You will be soundly punished across my knee for the better part of an hour, maybe longer if I don't think the color is red enough on your cheeks."
"Ow, no sir please! It hurts so bad already, I can't take anymore. I have learned my lesson, I will not go with him again or even speak his name."
"Hush girl now! Take your punishment and be quiet about it. I will stop when I feel you have learned your lesson and not a moment sooner." He told her as he moved her to get a better shot at her sit spots so he could bring them to the same color of red as her cheeks.
So busy was he with punishing his bride-to-be he hadn't seen or heard her back away slowly and turn to run away back to the sanctuary of her bedroom. Even though she was again alone she locked the door behind her. Breathless from the run and the scene that was still playing in her head she went to the mirror to see if her stinging cheeks were still red from yesterday's punishment. Only one or two welts from his belt were still showing on her white as snow cheeks.
Feeling as though she had been punished again she laid on the bed to quiet her inner stirrings. She was afraid of the consequences of running away from his command to stay. What would he do to her? What could he do, she was surely safe here in her home. As long as she didn't return to the alcove he wouldn't be able to punish her again. She would always have her memories and as she reenacted the scene from yesterday, she heard a loud banging on the front door. No, it couldn't be him! He wouldn't dare come to her home to fulfill his promise to spank her again. He didn't know if anyone was home or not so as long as she was quiet maybe he would go away.
What she didn't know was her parents had asked his parents to keep an eye out for her while they were gone for several days and he had a key. As she lay with her fingers exploring her wet pussy, she screamed when she heard a banging on her bedroom door and his voice just outside.
"Open this immediately young lady and take your punishment which is now doubled from what it would have been. You dared to defy my order to stay put. You will pay for that, now open this door immediately!
Mackenzie shot out of bed and was looking out her window to see if she could escape from another over the knee stern punishment. She knew she deserved it, but her only thought was to flee. Opening the window as quietly as she could she was out on the ledge and running down the roof as fast as she dared. Scrambling down to the ground from a tree that hugged the back of the house she ran for the stables. Hiding behind the bales of hay she waited until the sun started to go down thinking he must surely have given up by now and went home. Slowly she crept out of the barn looking in all directions. The coast was clear so she ran back to the tree and scooted into her room, sighing as she felt she had gotten away with it.
Until she saw him there in the semi-darkness, sitting in a chair holding what appeared to be a board in his hand....
