Betty's Diary 1.3 Keeping each other hard

Soon both my husband and brother had boners pointing right at us. Of course, all seven of us ladies were giggling again and smirking.
"Now," mom instructed, "I want those dicks of yours to stay hard the rest of the day. A man with a hard on in front of a lady is telling her that he likes and respects her. I know you both like and respect Betty and her friends, do you not?"
No answer from the crying, red faced brats.
"Answer," shouted dad with yet another belt snapping.
"Yes, mom," they both answered. I don't think they meant it, but they weren't about to take any chances with dad still swinging that belt around.
"Good," continued mom. "Now for the rules of this little game. Neither of you can touch your own dick. It's up to your brother-in-law to keep you hard. Anytime you lose your boner, your brother-in-law gets a spanking for letting it happen. Do you understand?"
"Yes, mom," they answered for the umpteen time.
"And no cumming. If you cum you get spanked, and your brother-in-law gets spanked for making you cum. Understand?"
"Yes, mom," They should had tape recorded that answer, they were saying it so much!
"And, finally," mom dropped her bombshell, "the ladies can help you stay hard anytime they want. Refuse them or don't cooperate, and it'll be a spanking."
"No!" screamed Teddy. "You can't let them!"
"Yes, I can," mom calmly replied, "and I will."
"No arguing," shouted dad as his belt once more went snap.
"Suppose they make us cum?" asked the crying Teddy.
"Then you get spanked, but not your brother-in-law."
"What about the girls, for making us?" asked dumb-dumb Dickie.
"That's their privilege," mom informed them and us. "Now, why aren't those dicks hard yet?"
"Do it," snapped dad and his belt.
Quickly, Teddy and Dickie had hold of each other's dicks and were rubbing furiously. Before long, both had boners! All seven of us girls were giggling and laughing hysterically.

"And, by the way," mom told everyone, "Betty and her friends will be giving you any spankings you earn." When she said that, I knew that I would be trying my hardest to make those two hard brat dicks cum and cum And cum. I'm sure the other girls felt the same. They, and I, certainly did try, and succeeded, very well.
"One more thing," mom finished, "anytime you cum you have to shout out for us all to hear that you're cumming. If you don't, your spanking is doubled."
Before long it happened. Teddy screamed, "I'm cumming!" Spurt after spurt of white jism shot out the end of his prick.

Dickie just kept rubbing away. Finally, my husband grabbed the dumb-dumb's hand and stopped him. While mom was explaining the spanking rules, both boys went soft. Mom said that was okay for Teddy, that after a cum, the boy would be allowed a five minute rest, followed by his spanking. During spankings, the boys could also be soft, but two minutes after the spanking had to be hard again. She said that even though Teddy had been busy cumming, it was still his job to keep Dickie hard. So in addition to both being spanked because of Teddy's cum, Teddy was to get a second spanking for letting Dickie lose his boner!

Betty's Diary 1.2 A Taste of Dad's Belt

In a flash, dad had my naked husband bending over the end of the couch while he repeatedly wailed at his bare bottom. In no time at all my husband was crying. Soon he was shouting, no make that shrieking. He kept begging dad to stop. But dad didn't listen, he just kept on swinging that belt, warning him not to move out of position or they would start all over.

After a while, Teddy didn't plead anymore, he was too busy howling. His butt turned redder and redder. He kept dancing in place, having a lot of trouble keeping his feet on the floor.

Finally dad stopped, making Teddy stand facing the wall, his beaten red ass (oh, I just love using words like that!) on display for us all.

Then it was Dickie's turn. He got the same medicine - a red bottom belonging to a howling dancing little brat.

I really don't know what Marcie sees in him. His computer-programmer ass is somehow even skinnier than Teddy's (and his digital watch and skater chains are even dorkier- though they did jangle nicely whenever Dad's belt impacted into his tight little butt!).
Dad sent him to stand next to Teddy. Now we had two shining bare behinds to stare at.

But that wasn't the end of it, oh no! After ten minutes or so I saw mom whisper something to dad. He tried to whisper back, but was a little louder than I think he wanted to be. I heard him tell her, "you and that Fem Internet site. Okay, go ahead, you're the boss in this." He didn't sound too happy about it.

"All right boys," mom said, "turn around and face the ladies. Which they did, hands again immediately covering their most interesting parts.
"Get those hands away," ordered mom.
"What did I tell you about playing with yourselves?" asked dad, snapping his belt. Maybe he should take up lion training, the way he likes whipping that thing around! Before they could answer, as if they would have anyhow, mom said, "well, since they want to play with themselves, they can do exactly that for the rest of the day. Get your dicks hard, now!"
"No way!" Teddy said for not the first time.
"Do it!" shouted dad, snapping his belt once again. My husband and brother began rubbing their dicks....

Betty's Diary 1.1 My Greatest Birthday Ever!

A big fantasy of mine has always been to be part of a femdom family, where all the males are dominated by their strict wives, mothers, sisters, aunties, grandmas and female in-laws (and their friends!) A lot of this was shaped long ago by Betty's Diary, a story by Nialos Leaning that also first tickled my interest in guy-on-guy action. The story really struck a chord with me (I was the same age as the original Teddy when I first came across it) and it filled my dreams and fantasies for months after. But years later when I'm all grownup it seems highly inappropriate, so I've rewritten it to be about a bunch of dorky middle-class husbands getting well and truly dominated by their wives and mothers-in-law.
I'll post it all over the next few weeks, along with as many relevant toons as I can find to illustrate it. I've stuck as closely to the original spanking and femdom fest as is feasible, though I've also snuck in some new bits to satisfy my love of cuckolding and dominant daddy-types.
And as this is starting on Friday 13th, hopefully a few wives and matriarchs will be inspired to start such a regime for their 'unlucky' husbands and in-laws!

Dear Dairy,
Betty here again. Today I turned 26 and can't wait to tell you about my birthday party. It was the best one ever!
Of course, I invited Kathy and Marcie, my absolute best friends (and in Marcie's case my future sister-in-law!). I also asked Kathy's and Marcie's sister-in-laws Nancy and Susie.
I protested, and they protested, but mom insisted that Teddy and Dickie be at the party.
"They are your husband and your brother, and they will be there," she told me when I tried arguing that I wanted a girly time.
The brats also argued. Teddy, who turned 27 four months ago, claimed that as I hadn't gone to his birthday party with his dorky friends he shouldn't have to go to mine. Mom wasn't buying it, however, and he backed off when she started calling him "Theodore." When she does that, using our real first names, Theodore, Elizabeth, Richard, you know that there's real trouble ahead. A brat Teddy may be, a dummy he is not - even if he is her son-in-law not her son!
After Teddy, Dickie had his go at mom. He should had known better, he didn't change her mind either. Maybe when he gets married, he'll get smarter. I sure hope so, it'll be so embarrassing if he continues to be such a dumb-dumb around Marcie. Anyway, he whined that hanging around with a "bunch of stupid women" would be boring and no fun.
"Discussion closed," declared mom, "the boys will be there, and that's that."
And so it was. Me, six of my girlfriends, and my husband and brother all together at my party. Almost from the beginning, Teddy and Dickie were horrid. Teasing my friends, being as rude as they could get away with. Mom, and even Dad, warned them more than once to "cease and desist," as dad put it.
But, no, they just couldn't listen. Mom always accused us of "letting it in one ear and out the other." My husband and brother were sure trying their hardest to prove her right! When it came time to open my presents, the bratty duo became even worse. When I opened a gorgeous gold wristwatch from Marcie, Teddy said, "ugh, stupid jewellry."
That Dumb-Dumb Dickie - himself the kind of wannabe skaterboy who likes to wear chains on his neck, wrists and waist to supposedly make himself look more manly - could only think to say, "yeah, a stupid watch for a stupid woman." This made me mad, as the watch was just what I wanted, and wasn't exactly cheap. I lost it, and started hollering at Dickie and Teddy both. Soon, I was crying, I was so upset at those two. Teddy knows I have a thing for watches yet he never compliments me on them or buys them for me as presents. This, and his own attitude to wristwatches, are just some of the things wrong with my husband. I like a man in a chunky metal wristwatch like my daddy wears, and I have been trying to steer Teddy in this direction, but he insists on wearing slender gold watches with dressy leather straps, which do nothing for me and look like ladies watches anyway!
"Enough, already!" shouted mom. "Theodore, Richard, this is your very last warning, you two just better start behaving yourselves and showing these ladies some respect for a change. No, make that a lot of respect. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, mom," they both said at the same time.
"Good," continued mom, "and you, Richard, I don't want to hear anymore about women being stupid. Am I stupid to you?"
"No mom," answered Dickie, "but you're my mom."
"And like these ladies," mom told Dickie, "I'm a female. When you call them, or any other female stupid, that's the same as calling me stupid. No more, do you hear me young man?"
"Yes, mom," Dickie mumbled in reply.
Well, that made things better for a little while. But then I started opening the presents with clothes. My idiot brat brother and husband just couldn't resist.
"Ugh, clothes," said Teddy, "who would want to get that as a present on their birthday?"
"Yeah," chimed in Dickie, "who but a stupid woman?"
"That's it you two," mom practically roared. "That's it with the disrespect."
"Sorry, mom," they both said, both barely audible.
"Glad to hear it," said mom, "but it's too late. Since you seem not to like clothes so much, I know exactly how you can start showing Betty and her guests some respect. You will give her the honor of appearing at the rest of her birthday party in your birthday suits. Now!"
"No way!" they shouted.
"Do it, now!" hollered dad, snapping one of his belts against the sofa. In all the excitement, no one had noticed him bringing it into the room. We all knew what that belt meant. Obey, or get a spanking. Even though we'd never spanked in our house. But boy, oh boy, Teddy and Dickie were about to find out that wasn't any longer true, for them anyway. But, Dear Dairy, I'm getting ahead of myself...
Quickly, the brats began stripping down, to our giggles. They weren't about to defy dad. Teddy may technically be a man, but he's no match for dad, who's very big and strong. I used to brag to all my friends about how big and strong my daddy was. And of course, between Dad and Dickie, there's no contest at all. Nor against Dickie and Mom, who's no slouch herself. I think even Teddy would still have trouble with her!
To be honest it was a relief watching Teddy take off his dorky tank top, shirt, tie and cords. Why can't he dress like a real man?
Soon, the moment of truth had arrived. My husband and brother were down to just their briefs. All seven of us ladies were holding our breaths, waiting to see if mom and dad would make the boys show us everything they had.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" demanded mom. "Get those underpants off, now!"
"Now!" echoed dad, snapping his belt once more against the couch. Very, very fast, the brats had their briefs off, which they held in front of themselves, trying to hide their privates from us.
"We'll have none of that disrespect," shouted mom, "drop those to the ground, now!"
"Now!" echoed dad again, once more snapping his belt. As their underwear went to the ground, the brats' hands went to cover up.
"Hands away and at your sides," mom ordered.
"You heard your mother," said dad as he again snapped the belt. "You don't play with yourselves like that in public."
"Unless told to," mom added, to my complete surprise and bewilderment. Right away their hands were at their sides. I couldn't believe how red their faces were.
"Well, well," taunted Kathy, "looks like little Dickie has a little dickie." We all seven giggled at this. I quickly glanced at mom, sure she would say something. But she didn't, she simply smiled.
"And I thought," said Marcie, obviously stung by the criticism of her fiance, "that Teddy was a big strong man. My brother Ray's much bigger down there than that." This, of course, caused more giggling on our part. I did wonder how Marcie knew what Ray, who's 29, looked like, but didn't ask. Teddy's penis was definitely bigger than Dickie, who most definitely was little. Oh, excuse me, I mean his dick, mom said that as long as the boys were naked, we were to use the "dirty" words for their privates. So, I guess I should also be saying "balls" instead of scrotum. And to think, mom always threatened to wash our mouths out with soap if we used such words!
I do know one thing, however. From the 'encounters' I've had with other men, my husband is no real man yet, even if he thinks he is. He's not even close, he needs lots more hair, and he better hope his prick and balls do a whole lot more growing (not much chance of that now I guess!). His dick does nothing to hide his sack, which hung down for us all to see. 

This is where I level with you dear diary. Teddy and I married straight out of college, and he sure talked a good future, claiming he would earn loads of money and take care of me. And now five years later we're still living with my parents until we can afford a house of my own. Believe me, as I stared at my husband's pale, scrawny office-boy physique, naked apart from that stupid watch and his geeky glasses, showing everyone that shrimp dick that had given me so little pleasure over the years, I was eager for him to suffer.
"Teddy, get over here," dad commanded my husband. "You need a taste of this belt."

Which he promptly got...

Jonathan art manips: Bulls Spank Cuckolds

What better way for a bull to show a cuckold who's boss than to spank his butt until it glows in the dark? Cuckolds often get spanked, but in the porn I've seen it's usually by their wives. Which is a shame, as sometimes it can be just as much fun to watch your hubby get spanked as to do it yourself. Especially when the spanker is a muscular black man who will be satisfying you immediately after while your husband sucks obediently on his big black balls!

Ever since Lady Chatterley's Lover, gardeners have been the go-to guys for naughty housewives who need a bit of rough. And as they are inevitably big strong men who are employed by weedy white-collar wage slaves, why shouldn't they be the one who takes the pants (and skirts) down in the house?

A less common fantasy, but one of my favorites, is to be spanked and cuckolded by your old school bully.  I can certainly remember crowds of girls enjoying watching the muscular bullies beating on us nerdy types through my school years (their half-hearted cries of 'don't be too hard on him' were fooling nobody!) And though many of those 'nice' girls no doubt found themselves sensible middle-class husbands, I'm sure they'd still enjoy watching a good beating:

As I've said before, I suffered my most shaming beatings and humiliations at the hands of school bullies. I know it's wrong, but my dirtiest fantasies involve them coming back to dominate, cuckold and fuck me. And thanks to the internet, all those big bad boys are only a mouse-click away...

And even if your wife manages to resist those black studs, hunky bullies and strapping gardeners, you can bet that she'd let a fireman do whatever he wants to her (and you!). Even the most demure, well-brought up housewife will drop her panties at the thought of a fire truck full of hunks travelling to her door...

The porno 'Mean Cuckold 5' has an interesting scene where an old school bully makes his former victim a cuckold. However, the best such scene I've come across was an account by Dana on the Husband in Check blog about how a wife allowed the handyman to participate in her FLR relationship with his strap and cock!

Oh, and when creating the third manip I couldn't decide which big manly hand to use for the belt-wielding bull, so here's the alternative:

Artists I love: Andy's Dames

Time for another artist who is very much still active. Andy posts and sells his delightful 'cheesecake and bondage art' on his Andy's Dames blog. While he has hundreds (thousands?) of artworks featuring all kinds of deliciously sexy scenarios, I thought I'd gather together what I have of his that includes spanking.

One of the things I love about Andy's work is that he can draw absolutely filthy sex and hardcore BDSM activities in such a playful, appealing way. If your girlfriend was curious about being tied up and spanked, and you had to send her a picture showing what you wanted to do with her, you would definitely want to send one of Andy's:

 

 

 

 

Another thing I love about Andy is that his girls are absolutely gorgeous. His harem of 'dames' who all have their own characters and backstories is pretty unique, and I do like a bit of story to go with my sex scenes! He has featured most of the classic fantasies and outfits over the years and he does them brilliantly, particularly the smartly dressed office girl/secretary getting into absolutely shocking situations!

As Andy's dame's are so well fleshed out, I can't help but have my favorites. Disgraced stockbroker Tina and her seriously cute sex slave Anya are extremely good value in terms of sexy spanking action. Andy certainly knows how to draw a well spanked bottom and it's always a highlight when one appears in his art!

 

 

Faune the elf certainly gets into a lot of naughty scrapes, and it was she who first introduced me to Andy's work through spankingblog:

Though they don't often seem to get spanked, I have a soft spot for Dee (who reminds me a lot of a certain special someone in my life) and (not-so) prim and proper librarian Millie:

 

Redheaded English rose Sophie is certainly one of my favorites...

Her strict American master keeps her extremely well disciplined - especially when he finds dents in his Aston Martin!

 

 

Plus her backstory means she appears in lots of sexy outfits:

 

But my favorite of Andy's Dames has to be the curvaceous Maisey. She has tits to die for and an ass that glows like a beacon whenever she gets spanked...

 

Plus she isn't afraid to dish it out herself!

 

Rather excitingly for someone of my proclivities, Andy will soon start producing Femdom art through the Lustomic site, so look out for that. Who knows, perhaps we'll get to see Maisey using her big black paddle on some cute male behinds as well!