Whispers

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(from: bn) Cowboys Truck

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Liz and Ema were best friends and always got a little crazy in the summer time, Liz was 20 and Ema was barely 21. They both had a few drinks and decided to leave the bar they been drinking at because it was getting a late. But they had been flirting with this guy with a cowboy hat and large cowboy buckle and a western belt with custom patterns on it. He was dressed as a Stetson fur felt cowboy Hat. His name was James who goes by Jim. He was 24 years old. And he wasn’t interested.

The girls had a few to many drinks and was put off by Jim’s disregard of them. The left went to the store, bought some eggs and decided go back to the bar and egg his truck. They were plastering eggs all over his truck. The bar called the cops. The cops reach just before they were able to get away. Jim came out and was furious. As Ema and Liz pleaded with Jim not to press charges for vandalism the cops were writing out the report. Jim walked over to the girls and offered them a deal.

Jim: I’ll tell you what, this cop is a friend of mine, he can take you two in and spend the night in jail or make a deal with me?

Liz and Ema both pleaded with him not to press charges, they didn’t want jail.
Ema, “As long as it did involved sex, I do anything, anything you want!”
Liz, “Yeah, anything, we promise, we promise!”
Jim, “Alright, right now you two are a little drunk but not so much you don’t won’t remember anything. Now, you two will allow me to take you home in your car, my buddy will follow and give me a ride back, because you two are not in any condition to drive.”
Liz, “Oh, yeah, that’ll be great, no problem. . .”
Ema, “Yeah, no problem. . .”
Jim, “The condition is that tomorrow evening you both will subject yourself to letting me punish you instead of going to jail.”
Ema, “What kind of punishment?”
Jim, “Well, first you will both wash my truck thoroughly to my satisfaction and then I’ll give you both a good old fashion whoppin. No sex, just take the whoopin until I see fit and this whole incident will be over. Failure to do so and I call my friend up and he comes and takes you jail and I pressed charges. Deal?”
Liz, “So, all we need to do is clean the truck get out fanny smack a few times and were off the hook?”
Jim, “No, I said, clean the truck and receive a good old fashion whoopin until I see fit.”
Ema, “I haven’t had a spanking since I was 12 years old, what kind of spanking are we talking about.?”
Jim, “OK, look, you clean my truck, take a licking in whatever manner I decide and however I severe as I deem fit or you go to jail right now! You make your decision. You can tell the cop what you want to do. If you want to be taken home, than we have a deal and we meet here at 2pm. I’ll be filling out the paperwork and you have until than to decide.”
He walked away leaving the girls to think and talk the matter over.
Ema, “I can’t afford to go to jail, my brother would have to get out and I’d have to pay him back for bail.
Liz, “I couldn’t afford the court costs either. He’s a sick bastard isn’t he?
Ema, “Yeah, but we save bail, court, record and everything else by cleaning his ride and taking the licking.
They, both decided to make the deal. They got the ride home after Jim’s cop friend took all their I.D information. The girls show up just they agreed upon at 2pm. They followed Jim to the car wash.
Jim, “Ok, I’m going learn you two about messing with a cowboys ride. You two are going to spend the next 4 hours washing, waxing and vacuuming my truck. Than you can go home get cleaned up and meet me back here in an hour to get the bottom of things.”

They spend the 4 hours going every inch of his truck. They were tired and warm out. They went home and got cleaned up and met back at the bar.
Jim, “Ok, you girls did a great job on truck and despite the circumstances and I appreciate it. Are you ready to go out to eat, it’s on me?”
Liz, “Oh, yeah, I’m starving.”
Ema, “Sure, I can eat.”
They went to the restaurant and while they were eating them, actually enjoyed one another.
Jim, “So how dozen eggs did you actually get and throw at my truck anyways.”
Liz, “Oh, we only 2 dozen, we both had one dozen.”
Ema, “Yeah, we figure we couldn’t get away if we had more than that. But we figured wrong.”
Jim, “Yeah, you did, my cop buddy just happen to be on his way to me, he was on duty and couldn’t drink but he was going to have a cup of coffee with me. He arrived just in time to catch you two and he recognized my truck.”
Putting their heads downs they both finished their meals.
Jim, “So, shall we Ema, shall we go to your place or Liz’s place and finish this evening?”
Liz, “Well, we are roommates; we both have the same place.”
Jim, “Oh, I see, do you have any other roommates?”
Ema, “No, were the only the only ones. And, I guess we should get this over with, so yeah, we can go to our place. Now, you promised, no sexual acts?”
Jim, “Nope, a cowboy always keeps his word. I’m only going tan your backsides until I see fit. And my buddy is only a phone call away and if either one of you backs outs, you both gets picked up.”
Liz, “We both talk about and we are committed to stay out of jail, as longs as you keep your word and this is all.”
Jim, “You will find out, a real cowboy always lives up to his word. You both take your lickings and we’re done. Shall we go to your place?”
Liz, “Yeah, you follow us again.
They left and went to the girl’s apartment. They got in and sat down on the table. The girls were both wearing jeans and tee-shirts.
Jim, Ok, now you both should go get a pillow to hang on. First, I’m going give you both a good hard spanking over my lap. Then, we’ll use the couch cushions and set them on the edge of the arm. You both are getting my belt. While one is getting spanked or taking their licking the other one will have their nose in the comer. After that, it’ll all be over. ”
Liz, “Absolutely not, I’m not standing in no comer or getting a belt spanking!”
Jim picked his cell phone and began to call his cop friend.
Ema, “OK, Ok, well do it, don’t call you friend!”
Liz, “No, no, don’t call you friend, fine, but you’re not going to make me cry.”
Ema, “How many are we getting? How many are going to get for spanking and how many are we going to get with the belt?”
Jim, “Well, the deal is, that you take this until, I see fit. There is no limit on the number of swats.”
Liz, “Unlimited swats! Oh, Hell No, you aren’t just going whale on me until you just decided to stop!”
Jim, “You two could have gone to jail and you still can, you can accept my terms or not. You going to take it however I determine and however many swats, with both my hand and belt, as I see fit, or you go to jail. You two are going learn what’s it like to get a real whoopin from a real cowboy. It’s your choice, one severe ass beating verse jail. You decide right now. If I call my buddy, I’m only going to call him once.”
Jim took his cell phone back out from his packet.
Liz, Ok, Ok, fine!
Jim, “You’ll take it however I see fit?”
Liz, with a tone of trepidation and reluctance, “However you see fit!”
Jim, looked at Ema, “However many and as long as I see fit?”
Liz nodded in capitulation.
Jim, “I need you to say it!”
Ema, with fear in her eyes, “However long and as many as you see fit!”
Jim put his phone back into jacket, stood up and took it off.
Jim, “Ok, who is going over my knee first and who going to the coner?”
The two girls both pointed the other and said simultaneously.
Ema and Liz, “She will!”
Jim, “OK, Ok, we’ll flip for it.”
He pulled up a quarter flipped it in the air, caught it and slapped on the back of his hand.
Jim, “Ok, who calls it? Whichever side is up goes to the corner and the other goes over my lap first.
Liz quickly picked, “Heads”
Ema, “Fine, I got tails.”
He lifted his hand and it was tails.
Liz, “Damn it!”
Jim, “It really doesn’t matter you both are getting a good hard spanking before getting the belt.”

They all stood up. Jim, gentle took Ema’s arm and walk her to over to the corner.
Jim, “Ema, now you physically press your noise again the corner of the wall, if you move it off the wall no matter what you hear, you will get the belt over my knee first and then the belt again after Liz gets it the first time, Understand? And you need to respond with yes sir!”
Ema, “Ooooo, yes sir!”
Ema felt very claustrophobic with her noise pressed up to the wall. He walked back to the dining room table pulled a chair out and ordered Liz to get over his lap. She slowly edged over to his side.
Liz, “How many am I getting again, surely you have a number in your head?”
Jim, “Until, I decide you had enough, now get over my lap!”
Both girls were slim and petite and both Liz was a little taller than Ema though. She laid over his lap. He adjusted her in such a way so that she was bent over far enough her head was down and her hands touch the floor and putting his hand on the center of her ass.
Jim was speaking load enough for both of them hear him, “Ok, Liz, you can holler, cry clench and wiggle all you want, but if you try to get off, throw your hands back and interfered spanking in anyway, I will stop and go right to the belt than you still get another one with the belt after Ema gets hers. This is not going end soon, I’m going to start off slow and medium strength and it will increase. This is a precursor to your belt whoopin and you should be thankful that I starting off with this hand spanking. Understand? And I want a yes sir out of you!”
Liz clenched up in anticipation, “Oooo, yes sir”
He did just as he said. He started spanking her slow and methodically. Smacking her up part of her bottom, center, sit spot and upper thighs. As a precursor as to where the he intends spank her good. Not much came out of Liz at first, but as the spanking progressed she became more and more vocal. It wasn’t long until he was spanking harder and faster. After a minute she was starting fluttering her feet. After two minutes she was clenching and kicking. She was really caring on after the third minute. He kept going hard and fast now. He kept his pace up. Her hand flow back and he caught it as she was really kicking. He slip his right leg out from underneath her, pushed her over completely over his left thigh and she was bent in half. He lifted his right leg over scissor locked hers. He pinned her arm in the back, she was trapped. He went to town as hard and fast as he possibly could over her entire backside for the two minutes. He spanked her hard non stop for a total of five whole minutes. She was now, beggaring and hollering.
He let her up and she stiffened like a board, pushed her hips forwards, flew her hands over her backside and started hoping up and down doing the spanking dance. She was doing the dance for a good 20 second or so until she calmed down. She was very close to crying with eyes watery.

He got up and gently took her arm and led her over to where Ema was.
Jim, “Ema, its your turn!”
Ema quickly and stepped back and exhaled deeply. She heard the spanking he just gave Liz and wasn’t looking forward to getting hers but was very relieved to be out of the corner with her noise against the wall.
He led Liz to the corner.
Jim, “Now, Liz, I have switches in my truck, freshly cut and cleaned. You move you noise away from the wall and you will get the switch after the belt you understand! You can rub your sore backside all you want but your noise better not come off the corner.
Liz was rubbing her bottom like crazy, “Oooo, yes sir!”
Jim gently took Ema’s arm and led her to chair. He sat down.
Jim, “Ok, Ema, your turn get over my lap.”
She edged over took a deep breath and laid herself over his lap. He adjusted her the same way.
Jim, “Now, you heard what I said before I spanked Liz didn’t you?”
Ema, “Oooo, please!”
Jim, “Answer my question! You heard what I told her before I started spanking her, right?”
Ema, “Ooooo, yes sir! I’m sorry I egged your truck, I really am.”
Jim, “Well, not as sorry as you’re going to be. Ok, you hold keep your hands out of the way, this isn’t going to be over quickly, you hang on to leg or keep your on the ground, here we go.”

He started the spanking her the same way, medium but firm, smacking every inch of her backside. It gradually got more and more intense. Ema was a lot more vocal than Liz was. Most likely because she was at this point more remorseful about what she did. After two and half minutes the pain was too much for her and flew her hand back. He caught and did the same thing he did with Liz. Scissor locked her legs, bent her over on leg, pinned her arm to her and went to town peppering her entire backside his strong hand. Hard and fast as he could she was whimpering and fluttering her feet as much as she could. After a full five minutes of nonstop spanking he let her up.

She too did the spanking dance but for longer than Liz did. He found this a cute reaction and enjoyed the show as a testament of his handy work. But now his hand was sore too. Spanking them both as hard and as fast as he did over their jeans took a toll. His hand was all red and it was pretty sore.

Jim, “Ok, Liz, you can come out of the corner now. You both took your spankings well and proved to me your serious about keeping your side of our deal. I assure you, no charges will be filed and this whole thing will be over and forgotten with after you both take the second half. We can take an hour if you want to get some water and recovery before I give you the belt.”
Liz as she was still rubbing her backside, “Oh, yes, yes, thank you!”
Ema still whimpering a little as she too was still rubbing her backside, “Oh, thank you!”
They all got something to drink and sat in the living talking.
They been talk for about an hour.
Ema, “So you a cowboy, ah?”
Jim, “Yup, I ride horses and even bulls sometimes. Listen to country music and I always wear my cowboy boots. The thing you learning about a cowboy is, you never mess with a man’s horse, a man cowboy hat and now you about learn that you don’t mess with a man’s truck. Are you two ready to finish this? No sense in putting it off any longer.”
They both put their head down.
Ema, “Yeah, I guess so, might well; I even go first this time.”
They got up.
Jim, “No, we keep the same order. But you two go get a pillow from your rooms and come back here.”
Liz, “No, she said she’d go first that’s not fair, beside. . . ”
Jim interrupted her, “No, we keep the same order, I decide. Now, I highly suggest you get a pillow for you to hang on to.”
Liz, “Fine, but you’re still not going to make me cry.”
The two of them went to their rooms to get pillows. Jim moved a one of the hard wood chairs, from the dining room that he was sitting on when was spanking them, and put it in the corner facing the wall. They both came back as he was arranging the couches pillows over then end of the arm.
Ema, “I’m going to click my truck open, I want you to go get what’s on the passenger side seat and bring all of them in.”
Ema, “Yes, sir.” As she did what she was told.

Liz, “What’s she getting, you said you only use a belt and. . .”
Jim, “Liz, hush, I will give you a licking with whatever I deem fit remember!”
Liz got quite and decided not to push it. Ema came back in holding eight freshly cut and cleaned switches and set them on the coffee table.
Jim, “Ok, here’s what’s going to happen. You both are going to learn that you don’t mess with a man’s truck. You are going to go over the end of the couch over the pillows. You can keep then bed pillows to hug and hang on to. You both are to remain in place, ass up and hands out of the way. If you don’t, I am going to wear out four switches across your backsides. Now, what will it be stay in position and take the belt or get tore up with switch?”
With their hands behind them they both answered.
Liz, “Belt, belt please don’t use a switch!”
Ema, “I’ll take the belt too.”
Jim, “Ok, Ema, you come here and follow me.”
Ema, “Yes sir!”
He gently led her to the corner again; you sit here on the chair. If you turn your head back, you’re standing with your noise against the wall again and you get the switches after the belt, understand?”
Ema, “Yes sir!”
He went back to Liz.
They were at the end of the couch.
With trepidation Liz said, “How many am I going to get?”
Jim, “There no specified number, you just have to lay over and hold still.”
She started to lay over and they he put out his arm in front of her.
Jim, “Wait a minute Liz, this one different. Get your britches down.”
Liz, “What! I’m not doing this nude!
Jim, “I’m not saying nude, a licking from a real cowboy is with you jeans down half mast, that means to your knees and your draws too. You going to learn when a cowboy gives a lickin, it’s for real, it’s nonsense and its with no protection. Now get them down!”

Liz just froze.
Liz, “But, but. . .”
Jim, “It’s however I decide and with whatever I decide to use. I have decided that you’re going to a belt whoopin from me, it’s going be like a real cowboy should always administrator it, on the bare. So you need to drop them.”
Liz, “Oooooo, how hard, I mean. . .”
Jim, “You want to argue more because I can just make a call and. . . .”
Liz, “Ok, Ok, I hate this but you promise it will be over after this right?”
Jim, “It will be over, now lower ‘em.”
Liz slowly moved her hands to her belt. Jim moved to unbuckle his belt too. She was moving very slowly and barely got her buckle undone when she heard the fearful sound of leather sliding from the loops. It’s was a thick leather western belt with patterns imprinted all over it. She finally got her belt completely undone.
Liz, “Does it really have to be this way?”
Jim, “Yes, all the way to your knees, absolutely bare from your waste to your knees. You are going to know what it’s like to get a whipping from me, cowboy style bare bottom, and no protection! They come down for this belt spanking!”
Liz, “Ooooooo, not so hard, please, I’m sorry I egged your truck, I’m sorry and. . .”
Jim, “Yes, but your only sorry because you got caught. I’m going make sure you understand you don’t mess with a man’s truck. Now no more stalling, push them down and get over the side of the couch!”
He removed the buckled from his belt and set it down on the coffee table next to the switches. She slid her jeans down off her hips and slowing down past her thighs to her knees. He folded the belt in half.
Jim, “Liz, it bare, panties come down! Get your draws down too.”
Liz, “Ok, Ok, I get it, I get!”
Taking a few swings in the air. Jim, “No, you haven’t got it yet, but your about get it good. Come on get your panties and don’t make me ask you again!”
She moved over to the ever end of the couch until her thighs touched it. She pushed her panties all the way down to her knees until they were bunched up with her jeans. She felt forward over the couch cushions as she got up and pulled her pillow into her chest and hugged it like a teddy bear.
Liz, “I didn’t have to count them do I?”
Jim placed the belt across her bottom and tapped her bare skin with it. Her whole backside was still all red from the hand spanking. He was so turned on seeing her bare ass, especially all red like that, but he was going to get the issue at hand.
Jim, “No Liz, you don’t have to count because it’s unlimited swats. I’m going to whip your tail until I see fit. This is going to be a no nonsense belt whoopin. No starting off medium force, all are going be hard, you can squirm, yell, holler, scream, clench, and kick all you want. You only need to do two things. Keep your hands out of the way and stay in position until I’m done, no matter how bad it hurts. I suggest you allow yourself to accept it and not fight against it. Do you understand?”
Liz, “Oooooo, yes sir! Pleaseeeee, I’m sorry, I’m s. . .
CRACK, the belt came down really really hard
Liz, “ORRRREEEEEEE, AWWWWWW, OUCHIEEE, OUCHIEEE”
She stiffened like a board, clenched up as tight as she could get and crossed her legs as she bucked out straight. Before she had a chance to even register that whack another came down.
CRACK
“AWWWWWWWW”
She started shaking her legs as she remained stiff. Than another and another came flying down in rapids fire successions with absolutely no pauses between seats.
CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK
AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWW, , AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWW, HOW MANY MORE, HOW MANY MORIEEEEEEEE
She clenching and unclenching involuntarily and kicking like all get out. The belt was burning welts across her bottom from the top down to her up thighs. He was relentlessly beating her ass with his belt as hard and as fast as he could.
Jim, “Mess with my truck will you!”
CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK
“NOOO, NOOOO MORREEEEEE, AWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW , AWWWWWW, AWWWWW , AWWWWWW, AWWWWW , AWWWWWW, AWWWWW ”
She lost her ability to make words, she shoving her face into her pillow as she bit down hard into her pillow trying to muffle her screaming. She was now at her pain threshold and was bucking out stiff and clenching at the same time. Five or ten cracks came down across her backside before she had time to unclench and start kicking again.
CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK

She was screaming into her pillow now at the top her lungs. “AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW”
She was now crying freely as tear streaming down her face and soaking her pillow. The rest of this what happen was all instinctive but she was subconsciously making a decision to stay in place. She was now in the acceptance mode even though she was thrashing about. Searing pain covered her entire backside as he continued. It seemed like it was going forever, it just was just nonstop and went on and on.
CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK
She was now sobbing beyond words, beyond fighting as she just went limp over the couch. Her entire backside was welted a dark crimson with patches of black and blue blisters and bruises all over. He stop whipping her and she just laid there hiccup crying completely out of control. Her eyes were all swollen and puffy from crying, snot tuning from her noise and hiccup sobbing. There was no more fight in her and no more haughtiness. She was thrashed well beyond the spanking dance. She was sobbing cathartically, beyond anything she could imagine.
He placed he hand gently on her back as he spoke calmly to her, “Ok, Liz, Ok, it’s all over. It’s all good now. Just don’t be messing with a cowboy truck anymore, you hear?”
She couldn’t speak, she was still hiccup crying but she was nodding in acknowledgement. He let her cry for a good five minutes as he rubs her back. Still crying she slowly got up trying hold her backside. He told her that she can go to her room if she promises to stay there while Ema got the belt. She nodded and hobbled to her room with her cloths still down to her knees, she didn’t even care anymore. She got to her room and just fell on her bed and just sobbed and sobbed.
He turned to Ema and called her over.
Jim, “Ema, it’s your turn to learn not to mess with a cowboys trucks.”
She was breathing heavy and was now afraid because she heard how bad Liz was getting the belt not even five feet away with her back to turned. She slowly walked up to him and gave him a hug.
Ema, “Jim, I’m so sorry, we vandalized you truck.
Jim, “Are you trying to stall?”
Ema, “No, but I have a request?
Jim, “What?”
Ema, “I’d like to take my licking in my room across my bed. If you don’t mine?”
Jim, “It won’t make you whippin any less you know?”
Ema, “I know, and speaking of which, I was the instigator behind egging your truck. It was my idea and I was the one who goated Liz into it.”
Jim, “You are not making it any better for yourself you know. In fact, it may make it worse for you.
Ema, “Well, I don’t want to make it worse but can we go to my room?”
Jim, “Yeah, lets go but no more stalling.”
Ema, “Yes, sir”
They walked down the hall way with his folded belt in his hand. As they walked past Liz’s room with her door still open they still hear her crying, although her breathing subsided some. Ema stopped for a second to pull her door shut. They went further down the hall and got to Ema’s room. Ema went in first holding the door for Jim. After Jim got in she shut the door behind them.
She walked over to Jim and put her arms around his neck and gave him a hug. He hugged her back.
Ema, “Jim, I’m really sorry we messed with your truck. I won’t ever do that again.”
Jim, “Well, I might believe you’re sorry, you’re going be sorrier after I put your backside on fire. Your right, you’re not going do again, I’m going to give you something to remind of just that.”
Ema, “Am I going to get as bad a Liz got it?”
Jim patted her bottom with hand and said, “Yes, now you lay yourself over the bed.” As he let her go.
Ema step back a little and have a little kiss on the lips, “I am really sorry, Jim!”
She walked over bed and was about to lay over.
Jim, “Wait a minute Ema, you not getting spanking, you getting a belt whoopin from a cowboy. If a cowboy give you whoppin with his belt it’s applied one way. You get those jeans down and your draws too.”
Ema, “Ooooo, please Jim”
Jim, “Please nothing, you’re going to learn what it’s like get a whipping from a cowboy, I’m going learn you not to mess with a cowboys truck. Take ‘em down!”
Ema threw her hands behind her, “No, no, please!”
Jim, “Ok, I’m not arguing with anymore, I’m going to get few switches and wear a few of them out on you until you want to listen.”
Ema, “No, no, OK, OK, I’ll do it, I’ll do it!”
She walk over to edge of the bed and started slowly undoing her belt, she pulled the flap out and began to pull it to the right to unlatch it loose.
Ema, “Ooooo, how many did Liz get and how many am I getting?”
Jim, “You going to get as many as it take, there is no set number. You take them down, lay over and take what coming.”
Ema, started unsnapping her jeans and pushing her zipper down.
Ema, “So you’re not even counting, did you count with Liz, aren’t I getting the same?”
Jim, “There no need to count when there no limit on the number. I said, I was going whip your tail until I see fit not until you say. I will decide when you had enough not you. Now, shuck them down and brace yourself.!”
Ema hooked the inside of her jeans and pushed them down just below her cheeks and looked at Jim.
Jim, “Ema, I’m whipping your entire backside, push them all way down.
Ema, “Oooooooo”
She pushed them down past her knee and let go of them, letting them fall to her ankles. She stood back up with just her bright blue bikki panties. She was covering her bottom with her hands.
Jim, “No, no, no, panties come down too, when a cowboy gives a belt spanking it means you’re bare from your waist to you your knees. Drop your draws and lay over!”
Ema turned towards the bed and turned her head to make eye contact with him. She hooked the elastic band of her panties with her thumbs.
With a look of trepidation and started to breathing heavy, Ema said, “Sure wish I knew how many I getting though.”
Jim, “As many as I deem necessary, it will stop when I decided you had enough and not before. Now, lower them lay down and hang on tight.”
Ema slowly pushed them down to her knees stood up and laid down flat on the bed with her feet tangling off the side. He placed the belt across the center of her ass. Her backside was all red from the spanking he gave her earlier.
As he tapped the belt on each part of her backside he was going whip her with the belt. Starting with the very top part of her ass just below her tail bone, the center, sit spot and her upper thighs.
He was taping as he said, “Ok, Ema, I’m going bring the belt down across here (tapped the upper bottom), here (tapped the center of ass), here (tapped the sit spot) and here (tapped her upper thighs).”
Ema clenched up as he was tapping, “Oooooo, please not so fast like you did Liz?”
Resting the belt back down on the center of her ass, he said, “Ema, when a cowboy pulls off he belt with the intent to use it, it’s not going to be soft, slow, or short. This is going be long, hard, and fast and covers the entire backside. Especially now that I know you instigated the whole thing. You stay in place and keep your hands out of the way or I will wear everyone of those switches out on you, you understand?”
Ema, “Oooooo, yes sir, please no sooo. . ”
He interrupted her, “Now next time you want to mess with a cowboys truck you think about this!”
He say anything else. He did start off slow or soft, he went right to the rapid fire swats no pauses in between swats.
CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK,
“NOOO NOOO, OK, OK, OK, OK, I CAN’T, I CAN’T, I CAN’TEEEEEEEEE” She immediately started clenching and unclenching involuntarily in searing pain. The belt was burning wide strips red line as he crisscrosses it down on her upper cheeks. Hard and fast as he could, he was stopping.
CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK,
OUCHIEEE, OUCHIEEE, OUCHIEEE, OUCHIEEE, NO MORE, NO MORIEEEEEEEEEE” She thrashing about like all get out. Squeezing the blankets and sheets so hard her knuckles were turning white as she was clenching and unclenching involuntarily. She was no reaching her pain limit too but he didn’t stop. He kept slicing away with his thick western belt of his, hard and fast.
CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK,
“OUCHIEEEE, AWWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW , AWWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW , AWWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW , AWWWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWWWW, AWWWWW” She barrier her face in the covers and bit down hard, just screaming into them and kicking wildly. Sometimes she clenched so hard she was shaking and vibrating. The belt was burning like fury pain over her bottom. The whipping went on and on. She threw her hand out straight as if she was spreading wings. She was on her way of throwing her hands over her ass.
Without skipping a beat or slowing down, Jim said, “NO, you keep your hands away. Egg my truck will you, well we’ll see about.”
CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK,
“AWWWWW, AWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWWW, AWWWW, AWWWW
She now thrashing about and pounding the bed. She was kicking and screaming in searing pain. Her will was now broken, tears streaming her face now and crying freely. He kept going.
Jim, “Instigate this. . .”
CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK,
She lay limp on the and now sobbing out of control. She was now completely cathartic. She too was weeping in hiccups, noise running, and eyes puffy blankets soaks with sobbing. He stopped whipping her and sat down bed rubbing her back. She laid there sobbing. Her entire backside was one swollen mass of welts and bruises. It took Ema a good ten minutes calm down enough to began to move. She leaned up on her side to face him and tried to speak but still hiccup crying.
Ema, “I. I . I’m so. . sor. . sorry”
As he was comforting her, Jim said, “It’s OK now Ema, it’s all over. But I hope now you’ve learned not to mess with a man’s truck?”
All she could do was nod. He bent down and gently kissed her on the head.
Jim, “No charges will be filled, this whole situation is done, I give you my word!”
He left after giving Liz and kiss on the head and telling her the same thing.
Three weeks later, Ema showed up at the bar looking for Jim. Sure enough he showed up. She walked over to him and sat down.
Ema, “So I hear you are a real pain the ass sometimes?”
He chuckled and said, “Yup, I can be if I’m provoked, I can get to the end of things.”
Ema, “I understand that you a real cowboy and a man of your word?”
Jim, “A real man always keeps his word.”
Ema, “Well, then you are the first real man I met. You did keep you word. You didn’t try to take advantage of us, despise the deal we made; you didn’t press charges and left us in peace after taking our backsides. I wanted to say thank you for keeping your side of the deal and not pressing charges.”
Jim, “Well, you both washed my truck up really nice and you both took your lickings. As far as, I was concerned that was the deal and the matter was closed. So what brings you here today and at my table?”
Ema put her hand on his and said, “Well, I’d like to get to know you more, are dating anymore now, are in school are you. . .”
Jim, “Ok, ok, I see, well, I’m single, out of school and major in mathematics.”
Ema, “Do think I could see your place?”
Jim, “Well, that possible you want to have dinner first, my treat?”
Ema winked at him, “Absolutely, I loved to out with you. Can promise I behave though.”
Jim, “Well, basic rules, don’t mess with a cowboys truck, hat or boots.”
Ema making a crossing motion with finger, “I cross my heart hope to cry burn cowboy belt across my backside.”
Jim, “Oh, that’s cute but I do mean it though. Those are the basic rules.”
Ema, “Yes sir, I understand and don’t worry, I learned the hard way not to mess with your truck.”
They went out to eat and had a long talk about just about everything. They decided to start dating. But they both agreed to a domestic discipline relationship. Meaning that if he decided that she need correction for her behavior and after several warning he would have the right spank her as he saw fit and at his discretion according to the he thought she should get. But some things are immediate discipline offences. Messing with he truck, his hat or boots without permission will get her whoopin. He also gave her a good had spanking for attitudes and warnings. But all hand spanking were always bare from that day forward.

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  1. Anonymous November 1st, 2014 6:48 pm

    Don’t mess with a cowboys truck, a very good idea.

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