Mommy Part 1

The following is a true story of a super hot scene I did recently with one of my partners and his other partner.

I arrived to brunch early and got a table for the three of us, ordered a coffee and awaited their arrival. My partner and his visiting partner, who I had not yet met, were meeting up with me to spend the day together. I saw them enter through the door, I recognized her immediately from photos he had shown me. She had her hair pulled back, in a shin length black dress with matching caplet. She gave me a warm hug, he gave me a peck, and we all sat down to eat and for her and I to get to know one another better.

After brunch we walked the short distance back to my apartment. I knew they were coming over so I was sure to clean it up as best I could. She was quite impressed with my little abode, quietly walking around taking everything in. After complementing my decor taste she was saddened to inform me I had neglected the dusting. I tried to come up with an excuse before she sat down on the couch and gestured to her lap stating that I should be familiar with the correct position.

I was quite nervous as I laid across her lap. It’s always thrilling laying over someone’s lap for the first time not knowing what the feeling of their hand on your skin will feel like. Her hands were small and sharp. I hadn’t been spanked in quite awhile and the familiar feeling swept over me quickly. I let out little shrieks as she lectured me on the importance of keeping one’s home tidy as it was a reflection of themselves. She asked me what people would think if I kept my home a little dirty. I couldn’t help myself but to chime that they might think that I was a little dirty. It provoked the exact response that I thought it would. She ordered him to grab the hairbrush paddle and my heart sank.

The hairbrush paddle is my least favorite implement to be hit with. He happened to make the snide remark that at least it wasn’t the bath brush to which I whined at. He and I were playing brother and sister today so I expected him to jab at me but I didn’t expect it so soon. She scolded him and reminded him that he was next. He had to sit patiently in the dining room while she finished with me. The hairbrush did it’s job as I squirmed around under her tight grip. I knew my words would have consequences but I didn’t expect them to hurt so much.

Once she was satisfied she had me stand up. My dress fell back in place but my panties were still around my knees. She handed me the duster and told me to get to work. I wasn’t allowed to pull my panties back up as a reminder of what will happen if I didn’t do a good job. She then took him over her knee for his daily maintenance spanking that was enhanced by the bath brush that he so casually brought up when it was me over her lap. I was sure to hide my smiles at the sounds of him groaning and yelping in pain as I dusted every inch of my apartment.

I finished my dusting as she finished dishing out the second spanking. She walked around to inspect my work, wiping her finger across every surface. Thankfully she was satisfied with my work. Before I was allowed to pull my panties back up she gave me a few more reminder swats to ensure that I would be on my best behavior the rest of the day. With that we gathered our things and left my apartment as we made our way back to his place and were the real fun was waiting to happen.