WRITERS BLOCK

I write for a living. I don't have any great pretensions to be famous, I know my
place in literature and it's not near the top of the tree. I write spanking
stories for magazines like Paddles, Blush, Cane and Red Cheeks. Not exactly mind
bending stuff but I enjoy spanking and I enjoy writing about spanking. I'm happy
doing what I'm doing.

I live by the sea in an old house that I have renovated myself, and quite well
too if I do say so myself. It's a two story home with all the living area
upstairs, along the front is a verandah with lovely views over the treetops to
the water. Downstairs is plenty of room for undercover car parking, a workshop
for my tools, a shower/toilet for cleaning up after returning from the beach and
a padlocked, well ventilated, windowless room which when anyone enters looks
like a wine cellar. What looks like a storage cupboard door next to the rows of
wine bottles actually leads to a small room, which I have set up as a dungeon.

Upstairs, the study where I do all my writing is just perfect, if I look out
over my desk I can see the sea, if I look out the window to my left I look down
into my neighbors yard where the teenage daughters (17 & 19) like to sunbake
topless protected by surrounding hedges during the summer. They can't see in my
window because I have had anti glare film put on the glass to reduce the heat of
the late afternoon sun, anyone looking from outside at my window can only see
reflection. My neighbors are very well off and only use the house for weekends
and holidays

It was a hot day near the end of summer and I was on a deadline for a story for
one of the magazines. But I had run out of ideas, a major dose of writer's
block. I had sat at my computer for hours without getting anywhere and I was
getting very frustrated.

Suddenly, movement from next door's garden caught the corner of my eye. This was
unusual for it was a weekday and as far as I knew the family were uptown. Then
as I focused on the figure I realized that it was the lady of the house, Jane,
who I had chatted to a few times but really didn't know at all. Jane had been a
child bride and was in her late thirties but she could have passed as thirty,
this was a very attractive lady. As I watched Jane my interest was raised, and
so was my cock, because she walked into the sheltered garden, looked around to
make sure she was unseen and then removed the toweling robe she was wearing. I
whistled silently to myself as Jane stood there in a brief bikini, what a
figure! A very nice pair of boobs atop a slim waist, trim hips and shapely legs.
Jane laid a towel on the lawn, checked again to make sure she was alone and then
off came the bikini top. Two lovely breasts fell free; Jane stretched her
shoulders and turned her back to me. I watched in awe as she then slid the
bikini bottom down those long legs and lay face down on the towel. What a lovely
arse she had, how I would love to have that bum over my knees and give it a good
spanking! How I would love to smooth on some sun tan lotion to make she didn't
burn.

I rushed to my cupboard and grabbed my camera with the telephoto lens. I took a
couple of shots of Jane and kept an eye on her as she sunbathed. Obviously not
wanting to get burnt, Jane only stayed there for about half an hour and to my
disappointment did not get any sun on the front of her body. Jane wrapped
herself in the robe without turning towards me, picked up her bikini and towel
and returned to the house.

Frustrated I once again went about my writing but without success, my mind kept
wandering to my beautiful neighbor. Was she alone? Would I see her again? Should
I go and visit her when I saw a light on that night on the pretext of keeping an
eye on the house? I debated whether to have a wank or not but decided not to and
once again tried to concentrate on my writing without success.

It was still hot that evening with no sea breeze.  I had just finished eating
when the front door bell rang. I went downstairs to find a radiant Jane standing
there, dressed in a tee shirt and shorts, holding a half-empty bottle of
champagne.

"Hi Matt," she said with a grin, slightly slurring her words, "I thought you may
like some company and a drink tonight."

"I certainly do Jane, come on in, let me take the bottle," I replied ushering
her upstairs. I followed close behind, my eyes watching her lovely arse wiggle
as she climbed the steps.

"Oh this is lovely," Jane exclaimed as she looked around my lounge room. "I hope
I'm not intruding or anything."

"Not at all Jane, I'm glad to have some company for a change." I poured a couple
of glasses of the champagne and said, "Let's go out on the verandah, it's cooler
out there."

Jane and I settled down in our chairs and toasted each other's health. We looked
out over the bay at the setting sun and made small talk for a while about the
weather, holidays, her girls at University and her favorite sport - golf.

Quite innocently I asked Jane how her husband's business was doing and was taken
aback by her reply.

"That bastard, he's interstate right now fucking his secretary!" Jane said
vehemently. "He wants a divorce a soon as possible the rotten prick. He's
offered me the house next door, everything that's in it and my car, plus a cash
settlement. He is willing to buy an apartment for our girls near the University
and he wants our city house for him and his bimbo secretary. There, now you know
Matt, I'm sorry, I didn't want to load it onto to you but I had to tell
someone."

"That's OK Jane," I replied, "You probably will feel better now that you've told
someone. It seems to me that you are better off without him, rather than him
screwing around behind your back. I'm no lawyer but I think you have been
offered a pretty good deal. You just have to be positive and make the future
work for you, it sounds like you will be pretty well off so make the most of
it."

Jane was suddenly quiet as she mulled over my words. I emptied the bottle of
champagne and raised my glass, "Here's to your future Jane, may it be a long and
happy!"

Jane grinned and raised her glass. "You know you are right Matt, I've been
feeling really bitter and sorry for myself but I must be positive. Thanks,
here's to your future too!"

We sat and talked some more about the situation and her future. I got a bottle
of cold Australian wine from the refrigerator and we drank some more. Amazing
how alcohol can loosen the tongue and as the sunset turned to night we chatted
and became good friends.

Jane suddenly changed the subject and innocently asked THAT question, "What do
you do for a living Matt? Where does the money come from to pay your bills?"

"I'm a writer Jane, I write short stories for magazines for a living," I replied
knowing that if Jane disapproved of the subject that our new friendship could
come to a sudden end. From past experience I knew what the next question would
be.

"That sounds interesting, what sort of stories Matt?"

I chose my words carefully, "My stories are aimed at a fairly small market,
Jane, they are meant for adults only…….."

Jane sat forward in her chair. "Ohhhhhh, dirty stories are they? Tell me more
Matt, tell me more."

I'm not ashamed of my writing or my spanking interest so I answered truthfully
as I always do when pushed, "Actually Jane, the stories are about adults
spanking each other and the spankings are usually followed by intercourse."

Jane sat back in her chair with a look of amazement on her face. "Spanking, you
write about adults spanking?"

I nodded in reply wondering what was going to come next.

"I find it hard to believe that adults spank each other, can I see some of the
magazines? Have you got any here?" she asked.

"Sure have, come inside to my study and I'll show you," I said as I picked up
the empty glasses.

I led Jane into my study and took a handful of magazines from a cupboard.

Jane's eyes widened as she settled into an armchair and looked at the photos on
the covers. "How will I know which stories you wrote?" she asked, "Do you use
your own name?"

I laughed, "No, I use a non-de-plume, the stories I wrote have "Willow" as the
writer, it was my nickname at school. All Wilsons are nicknamed Willow."

Jane flicked open a copy of "Paddles" - one of the better known and well
distributed spanking/contact magazines. She flicked through the pages, stopping
to look at the photos and advertisements until she found the story I wrote,
'Birchville', and fell silent as she read.

I just sat and drank in the beauty of my neighbor. A couple of times she raised
her head and gave me a funny look, but said nothing. Time passed as Jane read
'Birchville II' and 'First Time' in separate editions. A couple of times she
wriggled her bum around in the chair, which made me wonder what sort of effect
the stories were having on her.

When she had finished them and looked at all the photos she exclaimed, "Well
Matt, I have certainly learned something new tonight, I've wondered a few times
what your job is and now I know, this spanking stuff just amazes me and I must
admit…….." her voice trailed off.

"Go one Jane, finish what you were going to say," I said gently.

"Shit, this is hard to admit, and I feel a bit silly saying this but I wonder
what it feels like to be spanked and as I've read it's been going through my
mind to ask you………." Again Jane's voice trailed off.

I took a deep breath and inquired "Ask me if I would spank you, Jane?"

"Yes", Jane rose from the armchair and came and stood beside where I was sitting
at my desk.

Just then fate intervened and as Jane faced the dark window the security lights
around her house came alight.

"Jeepers, what's made the lights come on? I hope nobody's trying to break in,"
There was worry in Jane's voice.

"The security lights come quite regularly Jane, it's probably that stray cat
again looking for food scraps, yes, there it is, see near the corner of the
house."

"Oh that's OK then," Jane sighed, then she almost shouted, "OH FUCK! You can see
right down into our yard from here, did you see me this afternoon?"

"See you sun baking Jane? Yes I sure did, and I can honestly tell you it was one
of the most lovely sights I've ever seen." I said with a smile. Gently I took
Jane by the arm and sat her down on my lap, she made no effort to move away.

"How much of me did you see?" she asked.

"I saw you take off your bikini top but you turned your back to me before you
took off the bottom bit, so I have seen you nude from the back but not the
front."

"You certainly give honest answers don't you Matt, you dirty old man." Jane now
was grinning at me.

"I'm not that old and I'm not dirty. I just can't help admiring beautiful
looking ladies Jane, and you are one of the prettiest I have ever seen." I
thought it was time for a slight change of subject. "Are you still interested in
receiving a spanking?"

"Well I guess there's no reason for modesty is there Matt, you won't see much
more of me than you already have today. God, I really don't know, will it hurt
much?" she asked.

"No more than you want it to Jane. Did you notice that in all of my stories I
use a safe word?
Well that applies to you too. If it gets too much for you all you have to say is
'Mercy' and I'll stop immediately. You can go home anytime you like, but you
never know, you may enjoy it."

"Shit Matt, you should have been a salesman, not a writer. Where's your
bathroom?  I'll have a think while I'm in there. I wouldn't mind a cup of coffee
if you have some"

I directed Jane to the bathroom and busied myself making the coffee. On her
return we discussed spanking some more and I told her of some of my experiences
with other ladies.

Finally it was decision time.  "Well Jane, have you made up your mind? Do you
want to be spanked?"

Jane silently rose from her chair and stood in front of me. She had a determined
look on her face as she looked into my eyes and nodded.

I reached out and took hold of her tee shirt, which I released, from the elastic
of her shorts. Jane raised her arms above her head and slowly I pulled the tee
shirt upwards, over her bikini covered breasts, over her arms and head. Her
lovely brown hair fell back down into place as I put my arms around her and
untied the thin straps of her bikini top. Her lovely boobs and nipples fell free
and I took one in each hand, squeezing them tightly. I took a soft teat into my
mouth and sucked hard, hearing Jane's sudden intake of breath as I bit on the
nipple which hardened as if it had been rubbed with ice.

"Oh Matt, that is so good," she cried, "That hasn't been done to me for years."

I repeated the sucking and biting on the other nipple and Jane cried out again.
I pulled her mouth down to mine and we kissed deeply, both of us loving the way
the night was turning.

I stood Jane in front of me and took the elastic of the shorts in my hands,
slowly lowering them to the floor. All that she now had on was the bikini
bottom, that wisp of material that my hands now grasped and suddenly pulled
upwards over her hips, jamming it into her crack and making Jane 'yelp' again.
Her eyes were shining brightly with excitement as I firmly guided this lovely
lady over my knees.

"Be gentle with me Matt, remember this is my first spanking, be gentle with me,"
Jane said with a laugh. "Oh, I sound like a fifteen year old about to have her
first sex."

"Quiet woman and behave yourself." I laughed too, this was going to be fun.

My right hand fell onto Jane's stroked gentle circles on the smooth skin. As I
raised my hand her whole body tensed as she waited for the first smack.

It landed softly and there was no reaction from Jane as I 'love spanked' her
bottom, making sure that all the area was slowly warmed.

"It doesn't really hurt at all," Jane said with wonder in her voice, "I expected
it to sting more."

My answer was to increase the force of the smacks.

"Oh, oh shit, it does sting after all, are you going to do it much more?"

"I'm only warming you up Jane, there's a lot more to come yet, but don't forget
the code word."

Once again after I had covered all her bottom I increased the force. 'Smack,
smack, smack'.

Slowly but surely Jane's bum changed from the light pink of her sun tan to the
deeper pink that my hand was bringing to the skin. Jane was now wriggling around
on my lap and verbalizing her discomfort.

"Oh, ouch, ooooh," she yelped, "Oh it's really stinging now Matt."

I paused for a short time to admire my handiwork and took hold of her panties.
Jane made no objection and helpfully raised her hips to make it easier for me to
slide the bikini bottom down over her legs. I placed my hand between her slim
thighs and eased her legs apart. Again no effort from Jane to stop me as my hand
moved up and caressed her pussy lips. She was quite wet and obviously very
turned on. Jane moaned as I slipped a finger into her cunt and gently frigged
her, I was looking forward to slipping something else in that wet hole later
that night.

I resumed the spanking on Jane's now bare arse, whacking it quite hard and
watching the skin turn from pink to a soft red.

'Whack, fwap, swappp' resulted in Jane yelping, "Oooaagh, oooh-nooooo!"

Of course her breathless protestations had no effect on me, I continued to spank
harder and harder, waiting for Jane to use the safe word.

"Oh God, when are you going to stop? I can't take this much longer!" Jane
wailed, and then as I paused for a few seconds she contradicted herself, "No,
don't stop, this is such a turn on Matt, please keep going!"

I laughed out loud and returned to the job at hand. Jane was now wriggling
strongly on my lap, her legs kicking in mid air. My left hand held her strongly
while my right continued to turn her bottom bright red.

Finally Jane cried, "Mercy, mercy, Matt, I've had all I can take, pleeease
stop!"

Of course the spanking stopped immediately, it had gone longer than I expected,
Jane had taken her first spanking very well.

I held Jane across my lap as her panting gradually slowed and her breathing
returned to something like normal.

"When you feel up to it Jane you can stand up, but before you do, feel the heat
in your bum."

Jane gingerly reached back with her right hand and felt her cheek. "Wow, it's
really warm isn't it Matt, jeepers what an experience, I'm so fucking horny, I
need your cock soooo bad. Spanking is a turn on for you too isn't it, I could
feel you getting harder the more you spanked."

I didn't need to answer that question as Jane grabbed me between the legs as she
struggled to her feet. I stood too and took her in my arms. Jane was still
shaking as we hugged each other and kissed deeply. I guided her to the kitchen
where we both had a well earned glass of ice water.

"Come on, where's your bedroom!" Jane demanded.

I wrapped an arm around her and guided to my bedroom and we stood beside the
bed.

"Take my clothes off Jane," I asked.

"Certainly sir, I haven't done this for a long time." Jane said with a grin. My
shirt was soon unbuttoned and removed and then Jane knelt in front of me and
slid my shorts and underpants off in the same motion. My cock sprang free and
was soon engulfed in Jane's mouth.

I let her suck for a short time before pushing her head away and instructed her
to kneel up on the bed.

"Kneel on the bed?" Jane queried, "Don't you want me on my back?"

"No, not on your back, on your hands and knees, hurry up I can't wait any
longer," I panted.

Jane was soon up on the bed with her lovely arse pointing in my direction. I too
got on the bed and knelt behind her and moved her legs a little more apart with
my hands. I took my erection in hand and rubbed the tip of it up against her
anus, then moved it down over the perineum and rubbed it against the opening of
her wet cunt. Back and forth I rubbed, from her pussy lips to her anus, teasing
her, tormenting her. Jane moaned, not knowing exactly what I was up to. She soon
found out as I moved my cock down and paused against the entrance to her pussy.
One of her hands came back and directed my cock into her cunt as I pushed
forward. She gasped as I held her hips, my dick now fully into her tight hole. I
stayed motionless for a short time, both of us enjoying the different feelings
we were experiencing. I slowly withdrew and then pushed back again, once again
entering her to the hilt. Gradually the rhythm increased, Jane set the pace,
moving back and forward as I stayed as still as I could.

"Oh this is soon good," Jane squealed, "I haven't had a screw for months, it's
fantastic. You can come inside me Matt, I'm on the pill!"

It wasn't long before we both reached a shattering climax, my cum rushing into
her cunt and we collapsed panting onto the sheets. We were both perspiring in
the warm night and held each other tight as our breathing returned to normal.

"Oh my, oh my Matt, that was a first for me," Jane said with a grin.

"What? That was the first time you've done it doggy fashion?" I asked. "You've
never done it like that before?"

"All my husband, or should I say my ex-husband ever does is the missionary
position. Missionary position, missionary position, missionary position, and no
foreplay, just a quick fuck with never any thought for me. I've been missionary
for so long I should go and preach religion to the tribes in Africa! That stupid
secretary will soon discover he's no good in bed and it serves them both right.
This has been a great night Matt, I'm so glad I came over to see you. Have you
any more surprise positions for me?" Jane said giggling at her missionary joke.

"You bet I have Jane and I'm glad you came over too."  I said as we cuddled in
together holding each other tight, "How about we get some sleep and fuck again
in the morning?"

"Oh, that's something else to look forward to Matt, sounds good to me, see you
in the morning, lover boy." Again another giggle from Jane as we kissed and
settled down under the sheet, both of us extremely happy with the way the day
had turned out.

When I awoke in the morning I was surprised to find myself alone. On bare feet I
crept out to find Jane sitting nude at my desk in the study, B & D magazines
strewn around her, her fingers gently playing with her pussy as looked at the
photos in "Fit to be Tied" - a bondage magazine.

I grinned to myself and crept up behind her, slipping my hands over her eyes and
saying, "Guess who?"

"Oh shit," she squealed, "you gave me a fright. I woke about 5.30 and couldn't
sleep so I've been here learning more about this stuff, it's amazing what people
do to each other isn't it? Some of it's horrible. Why would anyone want to be
pissed on? Yuk!" Jane then looked a little sheepish as she continued, "But this
looks exciting, would you tie me up and fuck me sometime?
It looks as if it might be fun and I really feel that I can trust you Matt, will
you show me some of this kinky stuff, please?"

"Well how could I say no?" I replied, "Especially as you said please! I would be
delighted to show you the ropes Jane and other things as well, you know you only
have to use the safe word and I will cease whatever I'm doing if you don't like
it."

"Can I ask something else Matt?" Jane inquired with a serious look on her face.
I nodded and she continued, "Were you going to shove your cock up my arse last
night?"

I laughed and replied, "No I wasn't Jane, I was just playing a little game. Have
you ever been fucked up the arse Jane? Would you like to try it sometime? A lot
of women like it you know, some more than the normal way of screwing."

"I've never done it and I'm not sure about it at all Matt, I'll think about it
and let you know sometime." Jane rose from the chair and grabbed my cock leading
me back towards the bedroom saying as we walked, "What I do know is that I want
this back inside me right now!"

"Who am I to refuse a beautiful lady?" I exclaimed as Jane pushed me onto my
back on the bed and knelt up beside me.

"You do say the nicest things Matt, you are very good for my ego which has been
bashed about a bit lately. Let me thank you, I haven't had much practice at this
but here goes" Her words faded as her mouth surrounded the end of my cock, her
tongue running circles around the head. Then, after a quick grin at me she took
as much of my cock as possible into her mouth, sucking me into erection. It
didn't take long until once again I was fully hard.

In one quick movement Jane released my cock from her mouth and straddled my
groin. With a long sigh and a wide smile she slowly lowered herself onto my
cock. My hands reached up and caressed her breasts, pinching her nipples which
became rock hard. Jane and I groaned with pleasure as she began to move up and
down, occasionally stopping as she tried to make our love making last as long as
possible. A couple of times she leant forward and we kissed deeply, our tongues
entwined in passion. I don't know how long I lasted but it was heaven, finally
Jane's up and down movements quickened and I couldn't hold on any longer. We
orgasmed as one and once again collapsed in a sweaty heap, holding each other
tight as we both realized that together we had found something very special.

After some quiet rest we showered and had some breakfast. Jane chatted away, now
sounding so positive and happy about the future.

After we had cleared away the dishes and the glasses from last night I said,
"Jane I'm sorry but I have to do some writing today, I have a deadline to meet
by 5.00 p.m. and I'm stuck for ideas. I'm suffering from writer's block. Can you
give me an idea?"

Jane thought for a while and then burst out, "I've got it Matt, why don't you
write about what happened here last night, my first spanking. All you have to do
is change our names and the location to the mountains, the rest should be pretty
easy!"

"Brilliant idea Jane! Thank you so much, I'll only need a few hours to knock
that out and I can send it by email, what will you do with yourself?"

"I'll take some of your magazines and go and do some more sunbathing. Will you
cover me with sun tan lotion before I go?" Jane grinned at me again.

"With pleasure, madam, there's a bottle in the bathroom" I replied as Jane raced
off to get the bottle of oil. There were lots of fun and laughs as I applied the
lotion all over her lovely body taking care to make sure that I covered all the
nooks and crannies. Finally I slipped her bikini back on and showed her back
down the stairs.

As we passed the padlocked door Jane asked, "What's in here Matt, why such a big
padlock?"

"That's my wine cellar Jane," I replied truthfully. "I'll show you what's in
there after I do my story, I have a special surprise in there I'm sure you'll
like."

"Oh goody, another surprise, I love surprises and I certainly got some last
night didn't I?" Jane said with that delightful laugh. "Give me a yell when
you're finished and we can go for a swim, in the meantime these magazines will
keep me quiet."

We kissed again, both looking forward to the swim and whatever else that day
held for us.

Of course Jane sunbathed on her back, totally nude with her legs spread and her
sex pointing in the direction of the window of my study. What a distraction, but
I put my head down and concentrated on the story which didn't take that long to
write. When I was satisfied I emailed it off to the publisher and waited until
she had read it and confirmed by return email that everything was OK and that
payment would be in the mail that night.

I saw that Jane had moved indoors and a very happy frame of mind I slipped into
my swimmers grabbed a towel and went next door to go to the beach with my
neighbor.

I knocked on her front door and Jane answered it in her bikini, a picnic basket
ready for the beach.

"Let's go lover boy!" she grinned and I grabbed the basket in one hand and one
of Jane's hands in the other, we crossed the road and took the twisting path
through the titree and down the cliff face to the beach.

It was usually quiet on a weekday and fortunately we had the sand to ourselves
and we lay on our towels chatting. Jane was fascinated by some of the stories
she had read and had some questions.

"Matt, a lot of the stories are about men being spanked by dominant women. Have
you ever been spanked? She asked.

"You only have to look on the internet to see how many professional mistresses
there are making their living by punishing men, I'll show you sometime if you
like." I replied. "Yes I have been spanked a few times but mostly I prefer to be
in charge. I can't take it hard and only like it in fun, a bit like I spanked
you. Would you like to spank me sometime Jane?"

"Oh I don't know about that but perhaps it might be fun to have you across my
knees sometime," Jane said with a giggle and then continued, "As far as the
Internet is concerned I don't even know how to switch on a computer. The other
thing I noticed is that in some of the stories women are spanking women. Do you
think this happens a lot?"

"I don't know that it happens a lot," I replied, "I'm sure it does happen and in
fact I have seen it at a club one night, but perhaps it's written about because
it's a fantasy that lots of guys get off on, lesbianism fascinates men you know.
Would you like to make love with or be spanked by another woman Jane? Do you
have any bisexual fantasies? Have you had any bi-experiences? I know a lady that
could accommodate you if you want to give it a try."

"Shit, don't rush me Matt. Questions, questions, questions! You are inquisitive
aren't you?" Jane shot back at me, a look of unease on her face, perhaps I had
hit a nerve.

"Take it easy Jane," I said soothingly, "I'm not trying to rush you into
anything, after all you asked the original question. I'm just opening your mind
to new possibilities."

"I'm sorry I snapped at you Matt," Jane kissed me and went on, "The truth is I
really had the hots for a girl in my last year at high school, nothing ever
happened but I really fancied her, I just wasn't game enough to say anything to
her. I've fantasized about her ever since, sometimes when I was being fucked by
my ex-husband, but never done anything at all with another woman."

I decided it was time to change the subject, "Let's swim!" I said, standing and
helping Jane to her feet, "there's nobody around, we won't need these!"

I slipped our swimming gear off and we raced nude for the water, splashing each
other as we ran through the shallows, yelling like two kids as we were gradually
engulfed by the cold water.
Our hands roamed over our bodies under the water, kissing, cuddling, splashing
and dunking each other just like two new lovers.

Just as we were leaving the water an elderly couple walked hand in hand with
their pet dog along the sand. We had to duck down so the water would cover our
bodies. The couple looked at us and laughed. "Have fun kids, we wish we could do
that!" the man called out as they walked on.

Jane and I laughed back and waved as we waited for them to move away and then
raced for our towels.  After drying each other we donned our swimmers and sat on
our towels eating the delicious picnic lunch, with another bottle of champagne.
As we chatted away the couple and their dog returned from their walk and smiled
at us as they passed.

"I think the old guy fancies you Jane, he was certainly having a good perve of
your body."

"I don't mind him looking, but you're the only one allowed to touch." Jane
laughed as she grabbed and started to rub my cock, come on, let's go back to my
place, I'm as horny as hell after reading most of the morning."

We gathered our gear and raced off back to her house.

Jane led me upstairs to her lavish bedroom where we showered to get the sand and
salt off our bodies. Falling on the king size bed we held each other tight and
kissed passionately, out hands roaming over each other's bodies.

I sat up and pushed Jane down onto her back. She groaned, "Not the missionary
position again, please."

"Hush my darling, your pleasure is my only concern, let's see if you like this,"
I said as I spread her legs apart and knelt between her legs.

Jane groaned as my fingers spread her pussy lips apart and my tongue licked
around the edge. I moved down to a sensitive spot on the inside of her thigh
where I teased her by licking, kissing and making designs with the tip of my
tongue. I came close to her pussy then floated away making Jane anticipate what
was to follow.

I licked the crease where her leg joins her pussy and then buried my head in her
bush. Gently I brushed my lips over her slit, exciting her so she raised her
hips to my face, demanding more. I placed my lips right over the slit kissing
gently, then harder. My tongue separated her pussy lips and as I spread her legs
a little wider I ran my tongue up and down the layers of pussy flesh. I tongue
fucked her, pushing my tongue into and out of her cunt, teasing her as once
again she raised her hips, wanting more.

My tongue rested and gently caressed Jane's clit, her legs shuddered as she
approached orgasm. As I formed my mouth into an O and gently sucked on her clit
Jane cried out, "Ohhhhhh, this is fantastic, don't stop Matt, don't stop!"

I continued to lick and suck on Jane's clit and added to her pleasure by
slipping two fingers into her cunt and slowly but surely finger fucked into
another screaming orgasm. Jane was like a bucking bronco but I held on,
continuing to play with her as I removed my fingers and replaced them with my
tongue. As I hadn't shaved that morning I gently rubbed the stubble on my chin
over Jane's clit giving me a chance to see her face. Perspiration was glowing on
her forehead as our eyes met, her pleading look told me to 'keep going, don't
stop' so I returned my tongue to her cunt bringing Jane to another thrashing
orgasm.

My jaw and tongue was now becoming a bit sore so I moved up beside Jane talking
to her, stroking her, caressing her breasts, bringing her back down slowly.

As her breathing returned to something like normal Jane opened her eyes and
smiled at me.
"Wow Matt, that was absolutely the best oral sex I've ever had, you were
fantastic, I've never had multiple orgasms before. God, I thought I was going to
have a heart attack."

We held each other tight and once again kissed deeply. Jane continued, "I've had
more sex and more fun in the last two days than I've had in the past two years.
Thank you so much darling Matt, You've made me so happy when I thought my life
was in ruins, how can I ever repay you?"

"Repay me? You don't have to repay me Jane." I replied. "I've had a great time
with you too and I hope that our friendship will grow stronger and stronger. I'm
sure that you can give me lots of ideas for stories and I can teach you how to
use a computer."

"You know Matt, I think I can really trust you and I would love to try some more
of the B & D stuff that's in the magazines," Jane said with a mischievous grin.
"I'd like to spank you some time too, if that's OK?"

"Sure is my darling, why don't we get dressed and go into town for dinner? After
we can go back to my place and I'll show you the surprise I have for you in my
cellar."

Jane's reply was another passionate kiss, what surprises would that night and
the future hold for both of us?

Jane and I had a lovely dinner at a small intimate restaurant that I knew and
continued to enjoy each others company as we learnt more about our respective
lives. Time flew quickly and soon it was time to return home.

As I turned the car into the driveway Jane laughed and said, "I think it's time
for your spanking Matt, I'm looking forward to turning your arse red. But first
you promised to show me your wine cellar, what's the surprise you have in
store?"

"You'll soon see," I replied as I unlocked the door and switched on the dim
light. Rows of wine bottles lined the walls, labels on the shelves showing their
type and year.

"Not much of a surprise here," Jane sniffed, "Just another wine cellar, what's
the big deal?"

"Have a look through here miss smarty pants," I said as I opened the 'cupboard'
door and ushered her into the dungeon.

It was quite dark and Jane gasped as I switched on the spotlights to reveal the
B & D equipment. There were racks of various whips, canes, cat'o'nine tails,
tawses, crops and straps. A whipping horse, chains hanging from the ceiling, leg
spreaders, blindfolds, ropes, handcuffs, leather gear and in the center a
gynecologists examination chair complete with stirrups.

"Oh shit Matt, I had no idea you had all this stuff, your not going to use it on
me are you? Fuck, your really are a lot more kinky than I thought you were,"
Jane had a worried look on her face.

"Relax Jane," I said, "You should know me well enough by now to know that
nothing ever happens in a scene with me that the submissive doesn't want to
happen. In actual fact the submissive is really the one in control as long as
the dominant person stops when the safe word is used. There are some masochists
who really enjoy pain and get sexual satisfaction from it, they are the ones who
love to use this equipment. Come on, let's go upstairs and you can be in control
of me".

Jane brightened, the dungeon had been a bit of a shock for her, but the thought
of giving me a spanking brought a smile to her face.

Once upstairs Jane immediately took control.

"Right Matt, I want you to strip naked, come on now hurry up, no dawdling or
your punishment will be harder." she ordered, "That's better, now bend over the
back of that chair and spread your legs wide apart!"

I grinned at her and did as I was told. This was a position I had been in before
and I wanted to make sure that Jane enjoyed the experience. She stood behind me
and her hand tentatively stroked my cheeks. I hardly felt the first few soft
smacks but slowly Jane gained confidence and the spanks grew harder. Jane
followed my advice from our talks on the beach and in the restaurant and made
sure she covered my entire arse as well as the tops of my thighs.

Slowly but surely my bum started to tingle as Jane cried out, "Ooooohhhh, your
skin is turning pink Matt, I like doing this, am I doing it right?"

"You're doing just fine Jane, it's one of the best spankings I've ever had,
ouch, that's a bit hard!"

"Don't be a baby Matt, you spanked me a lot harder than this," Jane chuckled,
"Oh my hand is getting a bit sore but I thought this might happen so I brought
along my old wooden hairbrush, stay right there while I get it from my hand
bag."

I followed instructions and stayed bent over the chair, my bum tingling nicely,
but I knew it wouldn't stay that way for long. Jane returned and her hand felt
between my legs, grabbing hold of my stiff cock.

"Naughty boy!" Jane exclaimed, "Did I give you permission to get a hard on? No
of course I didn't, it's the hairbrush for you my lad!"

Jane was certainly entering into the spirit of the occasion and brought the
hairbrush down with a 'whack' on my right cheek. It really stung as I knew it
would but I managed to say nothing, grimacing to myself as a succession of
smacks fell.

After about 12 hard whacks I was squirming around and calling out loud with each
spank.
"Owwww, jeepers Jane, not so bloody hard."

"You know what the safe word is Matt, but don't you dare use it until you really
have to or I'll give you more."

"I think you, ouch, have been reading, yipes, too many of those magazines Jane,"
I cried as the spanking continued.

"Oh god, your arse is so red now Matt, it must be really stinging," Jane said as
she stopped hitting me with the hairbrush and bent down to have a good look at
her handiwork, " I can't do any more this time, stay there while I get something
to sooth and cool you a bit.

I must admit that I was glad she had stopped as I was not far from using the
code word. I reached a hand back and felt my arse, which was quite hot, Jane had
done a good job. I stayed in position as Jane returned and I sighed as I felt
her hands soothing a cool cream onto my burning cheeks. Gently Jane massaged the
cream into my skin and the stinging decreased.

Jane reached once again for my cock and giggled as her creamy hand slid up and
down.
I could contain myself no longer, I turned around, swept Jane up in my arms and
carried her the bedroom where once again we had some amazing sex. There was no
doubt that since that first spanking Jane had become very curious about
different positions and was in a hurry to try them all!

The days turned into weeks and Jane had shifted from the city and into her house
next door. I had shown her how to get onto the Internet, which helped her to
fill in the hours, while I was writing. She was also helping with ideas for my
stories, nothing like getting into a few chat rooms to widen one's ideas!

The days were cooler now as winter approached. One weekday Jane was in the city
at her solicitors sorting out the details of her divorce while at the same time
I had a visit from one of my editors. Jane knew that the editor was coming down
for the day. She planned to be home early afternoon to be introduced to the
editor, Ellen, who was a long time friend of mine and a fellow spanking
enthusiast.

I heard Jane let herself the front door and I met her with a hug and a kiss at
the top of the stairs.

As we entered the living room I said, "Jane, I'd like you to meet Ellen, my
editor."

Jane stopped as if in shock. "Ellen! I thought you said Allan! Oh I'm sorry
Ellen, I was expecting to meet a man and I got a bit of a shock. It's nice to
meet you, have you and Matt had a productive morning?"

"Hi Jane," Ellen replied, "Yes we've had a good morning but I think this
afternoon is going to be better, it will be for me that's for sure."

"Perhaps I'd better explain," I said as we all sat. "Not only is Ellen a very
good editor she is also a true masochist and when she comes down here to visit
she gets a punishment session in the dungeon."

Ellen explained some more to Jane. "Jane a true masochist derives sexual
pleasure from pain. I obtain multiple orgasms from being caned, it's fantastic.
When I was a student journalist I had a crush on one of my tutors. He was about
35 and quite experienced, I would have done anything for him. One night in bed
he asked me if he could spank me. Like you at first I was shocked but the
spanking turned me on so much I was hooked. I learnt that I really enjoyed pain
and as I said before the orgasms are incredible. I explored the scene and when I
graduated as a journalist it was a natural progression for me to get into the
spanking magazine scene. Would you like to watch Matt punish me? I don't mind,
in fact having you watch would add to my enjoyment."

There was a minute's silence while Jane took all this in, then she looked at me.
"You're a real bugger at times aren't you Matt, at least you could have warned
me, I'll deal with you later!

Then turning to Ellen she said in an excited tone, "Thank you Ellen, I'd love to
watch, when do we start?"

Ellen stood, "Give me about fifteen minutes and I'll be ready. Is the key in its
usual place Matt?"

I nodded and Ellen moved downstairs.

I explained to Jane, "Ellen likes about fifteen minutes to prepare herself. She
uses the bathroom and then meditates to get herself into the right frame of
mind. You can be my assistant today my sweet, an extra pair of hands is always
useful. Just follow my lead and don't worry about the severity of the
punishment, Ellen is used to it."

Shortly after, Jane and I joined Ellen downstairs in the dungeon. She was
wearing a shapeless blue dress that was held up with bows on both shoulders. Her
feet were bare and she was standing under the chains attached to the ceiling.

I handed Jane one of the wrist cuffs and she followed my lead attaching it to
one of Ellen's wrists. Ellen then raised her arms straight above her head and I
attached the cuffs to the chains.
Jane's eyebrows raised as I placed a blindfold over Ellen's eyes and then a
stereo headset over her ears.

"A true masochist loves not only the pain but also the suspense of a punishment
session." I explained to Jane. "Ellen can now hear only classical music and she
can't see anything at all. This means she can't see or hear the cane when it's
about to hit her, it adds to the excitement for her. Undo the bows of her dress
will you please darling."

Tentatively Jane loosened the bows and the dress fell to the floor. I heard an
intake of breath from Jane as she saw Ellen's lovely body now only clad in a
small bra and panties. I handed a leg-spreading bar to Jane who bent and
attached it to Ellen's ankles.

I then tapped Ellen on the shoulder and she nodded that she was ready.

"Come around here to the front Jane, the action is about to really start," I
said.

Jane joined me in front of Ellen and watched as I grabbed the front Ellen's bra,
which I suddenly ripped off, letting her large breasts fall free. I repeated the
action with Ellen's panties and her shaven pussy showed between her widely
parted legs.

"Why don't you warm Ellen's arse up a bit?" I asked Jane, "Use this paddle, hand
spanking is not painful enough for her."

Jane took the paddle from me and took up position behind Ellen. A few tentative
whacks only brought "harder" from Ellen's lips. Jane gradually applied the
pressure, using more force over all the flesh of Ellen's lovely buttocks, which
turned a bright shade of pink.

"That should be enough of the warm up Jane, come around here again."

Jane was a bit flushed as she stood in front of Ellen. "Play with her breasts
Jane, tweak her nipples."

Jane gave me one of those looks but her curiosity was well and truly raised so
she reached her hands out and gave Ellen's lovely boobs some good squeezes,
squashing the soft flesh between her fingers. Jane grinned at me and then bent
down and took a nipple between her teeth, biting and sucking hard on the teat.

"Oh that's so good Matt," Ellen hissed, "You know how sensitive my boobs are,
this is such a turn on."

Jane grinned at me and made sure that both the nipples got equal time and then
attached the clamps that I had placed in her hand. Another moan of pleasure came
from Ellen.

"I bet her pussy is really wet Jane, have a feel and see!"

Jane shot me another of those looks but couldn't resist sliding a hand over
Ellen's cunt. I grinned as I watched a finger slide right in and then withdraw,
glistening with Ellen's juices.

"God, she's so wet Matt," Jane whispered, "she must be ready for the punishment
now."

"Yes I think you're right Jane," I replied, "And there's no need to whisper!
Stand back now and I'll start the caning. Please remove the nipple clamps,
that's Ellen's sign that she's about to get caned."

Jane did as I asked and stood back as I took a flexible cane from the rack. I
tapped Ellen's bum with the tip of the cane as I took up position, she knew all
was ready.

I stood motionless for about three minutes.

Jane almost screamed at me, "Why don't you get on with it? This waiting must be
driving Ellen crazy."

"Remember what I said about suspense Jane? The waiting adds to Ellen's
enjoyment, she has a love/hate relationship with this time of the session."

"Whoosh" the cane hissed through the air and exploded onto Ellen's arse.

"Ahhhhh, that's so good," Ellen said with a sigh, "More, more."

At various intervals, some short and some long, I continued to cane Ellen,
leaving red stripes on her buttocks and thighs. At times she let out a little
scream as the cane bit into her flesh, but most of the sounds were those of
pleasure. Jane watched with wide eyes, the realization sinking in that Ellen was
actually enjoying her punishment.

"That's ten," I said as the cane hit home once again, "Only two more, look Jane,
Ellen is starting to orgasm from the pain."

I was right; tremors of pleasure could be seen passing through Ellen's
perspiring body. I waited for them to subside a bit then number eleven burst
across Ellen's thighs.

"Owwwww!!!!" Ellen cried out, "Oh shit Matt, that one really got me, oh I'm
coming again!"

Again I waited as Jane and I watched in awe as another orgasm swept over Ellen.
I grabbed a couple of large cushions from a side shelf and placed them on the
floor at Ellen's feet.

"Last one coming up Jane," I said, "After this one will you quickly release
Ellen from the leg spreader and I'll let her down onto the cushions."

"Aieeeeeee" screamed Ellen as the twelfth and last stroke burst across her arse.
As Jane unstrapped the leg spreader from Ellen's ankles I removed the stereo
earphones and blindfold. I then unhooked the wrist cuffs from the chain allowing
Ellen to fall face down onto the cushions, her striped bottom staring up at us.

"Ooooooohhhhhhh, here they come," cried Ellen as a series of orgasms took over
her body.

Jane and I hugged as we watched the amazing sight of Ellen moaning with pleasure
as multiple orgasms continued to flow.

"Come on Jane, let's go upstairs, Ellen will join us after she calms down. She
likes to be left alone at the end of a session to compose herself."

Jane and I went upstairs and over coffee discussed what had taken place in the
dungeon. Jane was still amazed at the punishment Ellen had taken and I reminded
her that Ellen was a true masochist. I assured Jane that I would never attempt
to punish her like that and that she was always safe with me.

Twenty minutes later a dressed and radiant looking Ellen joined us.

She hugged and kissed both of us as she thanked us for a fantastic session. I
went into the kitchen to prepare a casserole for dinner and left the two girls
to chat. I couldn't make out what they were saying but there were lots of
giggling and some "oohs" and "ahhs" coming from the lounge room. They were
obviously getting on really well together as they talked about what had happened
down stairs.

After putting dinner in the oven I returned to the lounge.

Jane rose and threw her arms around me, "Darling Matt," she said with a wicked
grin on her face, "Ellen guessed that I helped you today and she would like to
repay me. Would you mind if Ellen gave me a spanking?"

"Well this is a turn up, isn't it?" I admit I was a bit surprised, "If that's
what you want Jane that's OK by me, dinner will be a couple of hours, you can
have your spanking now if you want to."

"Thank you darling, you are so nice," Jane said as she kissed me. Then she
turned to Ellen and said, "OK Ellen, I'm game if you are, what do you want me to
do?"

"Just wait a minute and be quiet Jane," Ellen was suddenly in control. "Matt,
have you got that old folding massage table?" I nodded. "Good, bring it out
here, I'll be standing up for a little while longer so I'll spank Jane while she
lies on the table."

I fetched the massage table and set it up. Ellen set a cushion on the table and
hugged a suddenly nervous looking Jane.

"Just relax and enjoy Jane," Ellen said as they stood beside the table, "Put
your hands on your head."

I sat down on the couch and watched as Jane did as she was told. Ellen knelt
down in front of Jane and undid the button of her shorts that slid down her legs
to the floor. Ellen then grasped Jane's tee shirt and pulled it up over her head
and arms. Jane was now wearing only bra and panties. I felt my cock start to
stiffen as Ellen turned Jane around and unclipped the bra which joined the other
clothes on the floor.

"Get up the table Jane and put the cushion under your hips," Ellen ordered.

Jane glanced at me and the lump in my trousers and then turned and climbed onto
the table. Ellen walked around the table so that my view was unobstructed and
placed her hands on Jane's panty covered bottom. I watched Ellen's fingers grasp
the elastic and slowly pull the panties down, uncovering Jane's lovely bum and
legs.

Jane gave a little moan as Ellen's hands returned to her buttocks, stroking,
kneading and pinching. Then light spanks started, covering all of the arse
cheeks and the thighs.

"Smack, smack, smack" went the sound of Ellen's hands as they drummed
rhythmically over Jane's smooth skin.

I heard a few soft moans of pleasure coming from Jane as the spanking continued
to build.
The white skin was now a pale pink as Ellen warmed to her task, enjoying being
in control.
The spanks were louder now and as I watched I saw Ellen's hands move down and
spread Jane's legs apart. Ellen looked at me and I nodded my approval, I knew
that Jane would soon let us know if she didn't like what was happening.

One of Ellen's hands slipped between Jane's legs and felt her pussy.

"Oh you're so wet Jane, this is making you so hot! Do you want more?'

Jane answered with a nod and Ellen resumed the spanking. "Whack, whack, whack."

The spanks were getting slower and harder now, Jane's soft backside rippling
under each blow. She was wriggling around on the table as the stinging took
effect, the soft pink of her skin slowly turning red.

"Ouch! That hurts!" cried Jane, "God I love this and I hate it too. Every time
you hit me I want it to stop but when you raise your hand I can't wait for the
next one. Keep going Ellen, I'll tell you when I can't take any more."

Ellen did not need any urging as she continued the spanking. I knew from
experience how good Ellen was at covering all the buttocks and upper thighs
equally and it was fascinating for me to watch her at work.

The hard spanks continued and I was not surprised when Jane cried out, "Oh
please stop Ellen, it's stinging too much, I can't take any more of this, it's
hurting too much."

Ellen was unfazed, she knew that Jane would use the code word when she had had
enough.

A few more hard whacks and "Mercy, mercy, Ellen please!" Jane cried out loudly.

Ellen stopped spanking immediately and softly caressed Jane's poor hot arse with
her hands.

"You were so good Jane, I didn't think you would last that long, you deserve a
reward." Ellen said as she bent down to lick and kiss Jane's hot arse.

I stood and moved closer to the table. Jane moaned with pleasure as Ellen
assisted her to roll over onto her back. Jane was breathing heavily, her breasts
rising and falling; a glow of perspiration covered her body.

"Oh wow, look at your nipples Jane," Ellen cried, "May I suck them?"

Jane's answer was to place a hand around Ellen's neck and guide her head down to
the waiting nipples. My cock grew even harder as I watched Ellen suck, lick,
nibble and bite Jane's teats and the soft flesh of her breasts. Jane was moaning
with pleasure as Ellen's mouth licked and kissed its way down over her heaving
tummy where it hovered over Jane's pussy. Ellen glanced at me and I nodded as my
hands reached out to play with Jane's nipples. Ellen fingers spread Jane's pussy
lips and then her head lowered until her tongue could lick its way around the
labia. Finally Ellen's tongue contacted Jane's clitoris where it teased and
tickled causing Jane to cry out in passion. Ellen stuck her tongue as far as she
could into Jane's wet cunt, her head moving up and down as she used her tongue
like a mini cock. Jane screamed as the built up orgasm arched her body almost
off the table.

"Hang on Jane, I haven't finished yet!" Ellen said as she inserted the middle
finger of her left hand into Jane's wet love hole. She withdrew it glistening
wet and Jane gasped as Ellen probed the finger into the opening of Jane's anus.

"Ohhhhhhh Ellen, nobody has ever done this to me before, it's soooooo good!"
Jane cried loudly as her anus was invaded by Ellen's finger. Ellen's tongue
returned to make love to Jane's cunt as her finger fucked away up the arse.

It wasn't long before another huge orgasm arched Jane's body off the table once
again. She collapsed back onto the table as Ellen withdrew her finger and
tongue. Ellen's mouth was wet with Jane's juices as she moved down and kissed
Jane on the lips, a kiss that Jane returned with passion. They held each other
as Jane came down from her high and her breathing gradually slowed down to
something like normal.

Nothing was said for about five minutes until Jane regained her somewhat wobbly
legs. The three of us hugged and kissed each other and I felt a couple of hands
groping the front of my trousers.

Jane spoke first, "Wow, that was incredible Ellen, thank you so much, and thank
you too Matt.
It looks like you have a big problem down here." She looked at Ellen and
grinned, "Perhaps we can do something about making it a bit smaller?"

Ellen grinned back and the two of them led me into the bedroom where they
quickly removed my clothes. They pushed me into the center of the bed with one
of them on each side. I lay back as first Jane and then Ellen sucked my cock.
They took turns to suck, sometimes kissing each other as they swapped. Jane knew
from experience that I was getting near to coming as she gently pushed Ellen
aside and slid her cunt down over my cock. I had my eyes closed as Jane moved
slowly up and down, wanting as usual to make the moment last as long as
possible. Ellen's lips joined mine as Jane and I came in a giant orgasm. The
girls both collapsed on the bed beside me, the three of us hugging, kissing and
laughing after a wonderful afternoon.

THE END