Betty's Diary 2.3: Dicks hard at dinnertime

Before I had finished snapping the belt on the couch, my husband and brother each had hold of the other's dick, rubbing away for all they were worth. In no time at all, I was awarded with two boners pointing toward the sky. Boy, I just love the changes around here since my birthday party last weekend. Who would had thought that being 26 would be so much fun?

Dear Diary, it was a real hoot at dinner watching the brats trying to at the same time eat and keep each other hard. So that the rest of us could keep a check on whether the boys kept their boners, mom had Dickie sitting on a high stool and Teddy kneeling upright on his chair
The two brats were doing so well at keeping each other hard that what I knew would happen did happen. Dickie caused Teddy to cum. All over both their dinners, much more on Teddy's than the Dumb-Dumb's. It was a wonderful thing to see, Teddy's thing shooting white stuff all over the place.

During all this, Teddy somehow managed to keep rubbing Little Dickie's little dickie. I guess my older brother didn't want to risk a repeat of last Sunday, when the first time Dickie made him cum, he let go of the little brat's dick. Which had very quickly gone soft. So in addition to a spanking for cumming, Teddy had gotten one for letting Dickie lose his hard on. So this time the Dumb-Dumb not only stayed hard, he ended up cumming too, adding even more flavoring to both their plates!
"You can stop rubbing," I told both brats once it was obvious they were done cumming. Another rule was that after a cum, the slave was allowed five minutes before he had to be hard again.
"For cumming, you're each getting a spanking after dinner," I informed my very red faced slaves. "And for making each other cum, you're each getting a second spanking."
"Please, no," begged Teddy.
"Yes, please, don't" pleaded a now softly crying Dickie."
"Yes, please, I will," I told them, "and since neither of you bothered to let us know you were cumming, your spankings for that are doubled." That was another rule, when a boy came he had to shout out "I'm cumming." If he didn't, his spanking was twice as long.
"No, no," protested Teddy.
"Yeah, no," echoed the Dumb-Dumb.
"Yes," said mom. "And I expect you two to eat everything on your plates, no arguing, no hesitating."
It was hilarious, Dear Diary, seeing the faces those two made as they ate their cum splattered food. You could tell that they didn't like it one bit. Well, that was just too bad, "waste not, want not," as mom reminded them.
"Oh, boys," I reminded them in the middle of all this, "time's up, so get those dicks back up!" Which they, having no choice in the matter, promptly did.
Unfortunately for me, but fortunately for them, my two naked brat slaves managed to get through the rest of dinner and the cleaning up afterwards without cumming again, or going soft. I knew I would soon be changing that.
After they had finished putting away the dinner dishes, the boys came into the living room for their spankings. Once more they protested, once again to no avail.
"I'm tired of hearing you two arguing with me," I calmly told them. "So, after your spankings I have a special punishment for you two, a punishment that I guarantee will have you keeping your mouths shut the rest of the evening."
"What is it?" asked Little Dickie, surprising me by being brave enough to be the first to say something, instead of waiting for Teddy.
"You'll find out soon enough," I answered him. Actually, it was a punishment mom threatened last Sunday, but didn't impose. I was anxious to see if she would let me get away with using it.
"A surprise, I like that," said Mom, smiling at me.
"Now, slaves," I announced, "it's spanking time. Teddy, get over here, now!"
Quickly, I had Teddy positioned over my knees. Just for the heck of it, I trapped his dick between my thighs. A very blushing Teddy complained about this, to no avail.

"Your wife can position you anyway she wants," mom informed my husband.
"Now, slave," I told him, "the normal number of spanks for cumming is your age. But, because you didn't announce you were cumming, that's doubled to 54!"
Which I promptly began delivering. But after only four smacks to my husband's bare bottom, mom interrupted me.
"Here, dear," she said, handing me a wooden hairbrush, "save your hand, use this."

Which I immediately did. Boy, oh boy, Dear Diary, you should see the difference that a brush instead of a hand makes on a boy's naked fanny. I could see it, and Teddy could certainly feel it. His screaming, crying, squirming and kicking were all much more furious than from any of his hand spankings.

After the final spank, my husband had a very red behind indeed. He was madly hopping about the room, vigorously rubbing his bottom, his privates bouncing all over the place, tears running down his face, still loudly crying. Ha, some man he is!
Then it was the Little Dickie's turn. I used the brush for all 48 of his spanks, getting the same results as with Teddy.

"Well," I said, "that's your punishment for cumming. Now for your spankings for making each other cum."

The brats didn't like it one bit, but I very much did.

After an additional dose of 54 with the brush for Teddy and 48 for Dickie, my naked slaves were giving a repeat performance of their dancing routine of a few moments before. I loved every minute of my little show!
Once the brats had calmed down a little, I sprung my surprise on them.
"Okay boys, for your continued arguing and complaining, I have a cure that will keep you quiet the rest of the evening."
"Oh goodie," mom jested, "I can't wait to hear what it is, and I'm sure neither can your slaves."
"For the rest of the evening," I let them know, "you are to lay on the floor and suck on each other's dicks!"

Betty's Diary 1.4 Spanked for shooting

The spanking rules were simple. Each girl was to give each boy the same number of hand spanks as his age. The spanking were to be over our knees. So, in no time at all, Teddy was over Marcie's lap, getting 27 hard slaps to his still red bare bottom.

She finished and handed him off to Susie...

When Susie finished her very punishing smacks of Teddy, he went over to Kathy...

At the same time, Dickie now went over his fiancee's lap to receive his first set of 24 spanks. And so it went, in assembly line fashion, each boy passing from girl to girl...

I deliberately was last. By the time they got to me, each brat was crying and begging for mercy. Which I, of course, ignored. I don't usually like reruns, but I certainly enjoyed causing a rerun of the boys' howling dancing...

And I absolutely adored the rerun of Teddy's second trip across our laps. Boy, talk about a red bottom, his was absolutely on fire!

After the spankings, mom made an announcement. "I've decided that each girl can only make you cum once. But your punishment isn't over until all five have."
The brats, of course protested at this. Causing mom to threaten an even more nasty punishment.
"You will be quiet this instant," she hollered at them, "unless after this punishment is over you want to spend the rest of the evening lying on the living room floor sucking on each others' cocks. At least you won't be yapping with your traps stuffed. And the same rules about not cumming will apply."
"You heard your mother," yelled dad, doing his belt snapping act.
To my dismay, both brats, even the dumb-dumb, were smart enough to not say another word. I would had loved to see that little show! Well, maybe another time.
All this took us hours to finish,including a break for dinner. During dinner, mom made the brats keep hard. They also had to do the dishes without losing their boners or cumming. I don't know how they managed that, but they did!
All together, we got to spank Teddy fifteen times. We spanked Dickie thirteen times, unlucky for him, lucky for us. We each made the boys cum once apiece, good for five spankings each.

And apparently, while boys may love to jack off and shoot the first time, they really begin to suffer if you make them do it over and over again.

Both Teddy and Dickie had tears in their eyes from more than just the spankings while we mashed their cocks after their second cums.

And just when it looked like Dickie was cumming in Nancy's hand for his fourth, he didn't produce any spunk.

"That's called a dry orgasm Dickie," said dad.
"Dry cum," corrected Mom, " it's where your balls have run out of spunk but your body still responds to the stimulation. You will still shake and moan uncontrollably, and that's how we'll know you're cumming."
"I'm not surprised these two have run out spunk already. Their balls are so small," laughed Susie as she brought my husband to his own painful-looking dry cum.

Teddy made Dickie cum three times, and Dickie caused Teddy two cums. These cums earned each brat five more spankings.

Dickie's last three spankings were for the times he let Teddy get soft. Teddy had Dickie go soft on him a total of five times. Most of these cums and softenings happened after they started dry cumming, when their bottoms were already extremely sore. Apparently, little dickies that don't shoot are harder to keep from cumming, and harder to keep hard!
Afterwards, mom decided that the boys had to stay naked, but not hard, till the last girl left tomorrow. But that's enough for now, Dear Diary, the others are calling me to come over to the computer. They want me to have a look at the pictures of the brats mom let us take with dad's digital camera. With those pictures in our possession, Teddy and Dickie will have no choice but to be our slaves, our naked slaves, whenever we want.
But, as mom said, "what better way for a man to show a lady respect than by being her naked slave?"
Like I said, Dear Diary, I'm going to have to find that Fem site of mom's. And, like I said, it was my greatest birthday party ever! Over and out, for now.

Artists I love: Red Rump

My next featured artist is very much still active, and regularly posts his work on his blog. The strict ladies and submissive men in RedRump's art seem to exist in a glorious realm where the 'golden age' of the 1950s never ended.

In reality it may not have been a particularly nice time to live, but the fashions and attitudes of the Fifties make them the ultimate inspiration for spanking fantasies.

In terms of fashion, RedRump captures the sexiness of the strict lady perfectly. I've said before how he is one of the best for satisfying my wristwatch fetish, but he also features loads of other classic adornments that I have always associated with the strict, motherly type: corsets, necklaces, spotty tops, strappy sandals, aprons, sharp business suits, stripy thigh-length socks, elegant ballgowns, opera gloves, and (hubba-hubba!) kneesocks with high heels all feature in his work:

 

And in terms of attitude, few capture the sternness of the no-nonsense wife or matriarch so well as RedRump. I can almost imagine them as my own wife or mother, which as I've said before has quite an effect...

 

RedRump only draws female spankers (as far as I know), though sometimes a naughty young lady does get taken across the matriarchal knee - and he does blushing female bottoms extremely well!

 

But the main focus is on men getting spanked. You get the feeling that in this world the first thing a male gets is a smack on the ass from the doctor who delivered him, and the second thing he gets is handed over to his mother for years of blistering hairbrush spankings. Until he's old enough to get married, at which point his wife will take over the blistering...

Though I'm sure mother will want to reassert her authority now and again. Perhaps she'll surprise him at bedtime...

And there's always that cute babysitter his wife hired from the local college, who turned out to have a very low tolerance for older men staring at her coltish calves...

Not to mention the couple next door who pop round every Friday for a bit of fun...

Or that gang of girls who introduced him to the sorority paddle (and college cane!)...

Or to all those exotic maids, barmaids, hotel receptionists etc. who always knew what to do with you after that first night and hearing the smack of the wife's hairbrush through the hotel room door!

Yes, Red Rump has certainly created a world where men only wear the pants so that women can pull them down!

My wristwatch fetish: dominant ladies wearing watches F/M

Wristwatches are one of my biggest kinks, and one that the internet strangely doesn't seem to do much to cater for. Whether they're worn by spankers, spankees, hotwives, bulls, cuckolds or just plain couples, few things get me hotter than two rutting, sweating bodies going at it while wearing nothing but expensive watches on their wrists.

Obviously ladies look hot in any kind of jewellery (plus high heels of course!) but I think watches give them a certain je ne sez quoi that really gets my cock twitching. It seems to be quite a rare fetish too, so I thought I'd round up a few artworks of sexy girls sporting dainty timepieces. Starting with strict ladies who wear them while spanking the men in their lives!

An expensive watch is yet another mark of authority for a buxon matriarch, along with a severe hairdo, frumpy dress, pearls, court shoes and a thick ebony hairbrush.

A pretty lady's watch is certainly an expensive item, and an ideal way to show your wife or mistress how much you care:

Watches fit perfectly into domestic spanking scenes. After all, when your wife/girlfriend/mother/auntie pulls you across her knee to smack your bare bottom it's doubtful that she takes her watch off.

A dainty watch is a vital tool for a housewife to tell when hubby is running late, or when it's time for his weekly maintenance spanking, or how long it's been since she told him to do something:

 

I like the idea that on a girl's 18th birthday the traditional gift is an expensive gold watch, plus a hairbrush so she can help Mom spank the men of the house:

And of course the strict professor needs a watch to tell when you're late for class:

Those nurses on your ward need to be able to tell when it's feeding time, or when you're due another rectal examination:

 

Watches add another layer to CFNM scenes - just another thing your mistress gets to wear while you are made to go naked apart from a collar and leash:

They go great with power-dressed office girls who spank and humiliate their colleagues and subordinates:

Depictions of watches are quite rare in spanking art. Red Rump's retro ladies often wear them as part of their gorgeous 50s outfits:

...special props should go out to Blake, whose ladies regularly sported watches on their wrists:

 

...however the king of  wristwatches in spanking art is probably Tommyspt, whose dominant ladies can very often tell you exactly when it's 'time for a spanking':

And at the end of the day, when your bottom is red and your chores are done, maybe your lady will keep her watch on while she pegs your ass or rides your cock till kingdom cum!