FM - Jane and Andy p1 -Contains Punishment Spanking

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THOUGHT I'D WRITE A STORY FOR YOU ALL TO READ.
CONTAINS FM PUNISHMENT SPANKING.
Andy and Jane met in a pub and eventually shacked up together in Janes single floor apartment.
Jane had a successfull career in telesales and Andy worked in a large factory. Soon came their
first Christmas together and Jane requested that Andy accompany her to her works Christmas
piss-up, as all partners and spouses were invited. Off they went and it was a great night. The
venue was held at a hotel on the outskirts of town. It was well decked out for Christmas, with
trees and decorations, party hats and poppers. It had a large dining area where they had a fine
meal, and a dance floor. Everybody had plenty to drink and there were photo's and kisses under
the mistletow - no surprise as the women folk were dressed to kill. Many were wearing slinky
tight outfits with short hugging skirts, plenty for Andy to feast his eyes on. Somebody had
brought a toy flogger which got passed around. Andy got hold of it and managed to swat a few
shapely female bottoms. Jane laughed remarking 'You naughty bad boy, I'll spank you when we get
home".
The night drew to a close and they arrived at Janes apartment still full of beans in the early
hours of the morning. They took their coats off, entered the living room and Andy poored some
drinks. Jane had now perched herself in the centre of the Sofa. When Andy turned round to face
her she said " Remember when I said I'd spank you ? Well I meant it", with a big cheasy grin on
her face. Andy laughed and replied "You didnt really did you miss ?". "Oh yes I did (still
smiling). Over here now", she commanded. She proceeded to strip him naked. "All naughty big
boys get it across their bare bottom!", she said as she removed his trousers and underpants. By
now Andy had a very firm erection so Jane pulled her skirt up her fish-net stockings to
accomodate. She had a lovely face and long dark brown hair although wasnt as slinky as the women
they had spent the night with. There was something else about Jane that attracted him, that he
couldnt quite place a finger on. She patted her lap and across he went. His head buried in the
end of the sofa. Jane started to dish out love pats across his bare bottom, whilst Andy put on a
fake ouch sound. The fun continued whilst Jane jesticulated her verbal chastisement, and Andy's
erection refused to budge. "I saw your wolf like eyes feasting on those page three jobs
earlier", she laughed. "No miss, your mistaken. I only had eyes for you miss", he replied.
Shortly after followed ten very hard spanks from her heavy right hand. "One thing you don't ever
do in this relationship is lie to me Andy, do you understand ... when I was a kid I used to get
this hard with the back of a wooden hairbrush from my grandmother", she snapped. "Yes Jane, he
gasped - slightly taken aback. At that point she stopped and ordered him up, and having felt him
up she too was eventually nakid and they had very heated sex on the sofa. They finished their
drinks and retired to bed.
Time rolled by and soon they were into their sixth month. Andy was promoted to a managerial
position that involved a lot of office work. The company hit a busy patch and Andy had to bring
some of his work home so he could keep up. For a few nights he would have to work late on his
computer. Jane understood, she knew how important his job was to him. When it came to her
career, she had the 'luck of the Irish' - rising through the ranks effertlessly to managent and
high earnings. For Andy, it had been a big struggle from day one.
Andy arrived home late every evening. They had their tea then he dissapeared into a spare room
which had been designated his make-shift office where he continued working till half twelve and
sometimes one-o'clock in the morning. When it was time to hit the sack Jane was usually fast
asleep, otherwise it was a quick goodnight kiss, and lights out.
Gradually he gained control of his workload, and having gotten used to the late nights he would
stay up and browse around the internet. What did he discover there ?? Answer, porn, loads and
loads of porn. He had joined a few groups and was receiving links to all kinds of free
downloadable porno-movies through his email. Now he had something to stay up late for and he
took to watching them late at night whilst jerking himself off. Jane was easy to fool. All he
had to do was make out that he was so busy, and that he was too tired to be engaging in bed time
activities just for the moment.
This continued for several nights. One of the films he received was an FM spanking scene. He
saved it to his hard drive then sat and watched it. In the movie a sexy young woman was dishing
out a very hard OTK hairbrush spanking across the bare bottom of a squirming, crying adult male.
The man was pleading for her to stop but the punishment continued relentlessly and the mans
bottom cheeks started to bruise more and more. Andy could hardly believe his eyes, he wasnt sure
that this sort of thing really went on. The film was a big turn on and he watched it more than
once as he merily wanked away till the early hours of the morning.
At the end of each evening he thought, "I'm gonna have to stop doing this" but next day he
thought "what the hell .... just once more". He enjoyed the hairbrush scene and found some
others like it. Some were even more severe than the original. One night he was busy pleasuring
himself over his latest aquisition who's sound he could hear through head phones when suddenly he
felt the draft of the door swing open and the lights turned on. He couldnt get to the mouse
quick enough to stop the film and hadnt thought to simply drop the display-lid on his laptop. He
turned round to face Jane. In doing so he nearly lost his balance and could have fell of his
swivel chair, because his trousers were round his ankles.
"Just what do you think you are doing ????????", she blasted out at the top of her voice. Before
he got chance to answer she continued ... "Busy at work, the same as every night I see, and the
reason why I don't get any fun!!!!!". "It was just tonight, honest" replied trembling. "Six
months ago I warned you Andy, don't lie to me". With that she placed printouts of photographs on
his computer desk that she'd taken of him and his frolics every night. The stark reality hit.
She'd known what he was up to all the time. "I hope you enjoyed the spanking film", she said.
"Which one ?". "The one I sent, as an example of what was going to happen to you" she fired
back. "Dont bother coming back to bed, and in the morning get out. You can collect your
belongings later. YOU LIED".
Andy didnt sleep for the rest of the night. When daylight arrived he grabbed some things and set
off in his car. He was waring the same clothes he had on the day before. He looked and felt
rough. What had he done ? Surely she wasnt serious. If so then where was he going to go ? The
list of un-answerable questions went on endlessly. Above all he loved Jane to bits and the
thought of loosing her was unbearable. Why had he taken her for granted ?
Andy started work at 8 o'clock. He left messages on Janes mobile answer service because she
didnt answer and texted her several times. She didnt reply. The day progressed. At 2.30 in the
afternoon he left another voice message. "I'm sorry I lied, and that I've hurt you so much.
Please give me another chance, because I love you. I wont watch any porno ever again. I know
that from now on I need to be punished..... and that you will be the boss if only you have me
back".
Several minutes passed by and suddenly there was a text alert chime from his mobile. It was her.
Desparingly he opened the message and began to read. "When you leave work, go straight back to
the flat and into the bathroom. Remove your clothes then shower. Get dry then enter the living
room (naked). Go to the corner to the right of the TV. Place your legs together, place your
hands on your head and face the corner. Dont you dare move. Dont look left or right. You are
going to be punished. You are going to be very severely spanked!
Andy felt relief and fear all roled into one. Another text arrived. When opened it simply read

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"... and address me as ma'am from now on". He quickly replied "Yes ma'am". He couldnt
concentrate for the rest of the afternoon. 5 o'clock arrived and it was home time. He got in
his car and set off on the 20 minute journey back to Janes flat/home. On route he kept thinking
about what he was sat on, and wondered weather he would be sitting on it tomorrow .... or again.
He'd never been spanked before (apart from the game they played at Christmas) and now he was in
at the deep end. "She's going to give me the spanking of my life and I'm going to do a perfect
job of receiving it", he thought as he parked the car outside the block of flats. He unlocked
the door, walked down the hallway and straight into the bathroom. He undressed and showered
exactly as commanded. He then dried, and entered the living room. It had been re-arranged. The
sofa had been moved back to the left wall, along with the coffee table. In the centre of the
room sat a stainless steel dining room chair. Placed upon the seat was a large wooden hairbrush.
It was dark wood, the brush part which would spank his bottom was large in area and oblong in
shape. The handle was long. He didnt pause too long to look at it and he didnt touch either,
but went straight over to the corner next to the TV. He stod with his legs perfectly placed
together, hands on head and looked into the crease of the corner. He couldnt look at the clock
because that was on the wall behind him an he knew he must turn around.
"It would be quite thrilling if I wasnt going to get hurt", he thought. All the time he imagined
the image of the brush parked on the chair behind him, and wondered what the proceedings were
going to be and how long he was going to have tostand there. He wondered how long he'd been
stood there allready. His awareness grew of his bare bottom which was presented in readiness for
the attention of Jane. He felt like a naughty little boy.
After an age he heard footsteps from the hallway. Jane was allready in the flat. She entered
the living room, but said nothing. He sensed her walking across to the living room to the
adjoining kitchen .... and the familiar sounds of her making a drink. More time went by then
presumably while she had her drink, then there was a fumbling sound from under the sink. She
entered again and he sensed her take position on the chair. Then nothing, but now he knew he was
being watched. Infront of her was his bare bottom, and she was going to punish it severely. He
waited .... and waited.
"Come here and face me boy" she ordered. Andy replied "yes ma'am" as he immediately responded by
turning round and walking over to her. She was sat with the brush in her hand. She wore a short
dark grey skirt with see through tights of a similar colour, and a light purple blouse. Her dark
hair was pulled back and bundled into a large knot at the back. Looking to the floor he observed
she was waring dark black heels. To the right of her feet was ..... the first aid kit. The
hinged lid was opened. A damp cloth and plasters rested in the lid.
Andy felt bewildered and terrified. They didnt need all that in the films he'd seen. As for
Jane, was this really his Jane. She looked more like a headmasters secretary than the woman he
ate his tea with last night.
"Well,.... so what have you got to say for yourself boy .... come on .... speak up". Poor Andy
started blubbering on about what he had done and how he was ashamed of himself and how he'd never
do it again. "From now on I'll be completely obedient and I'll accept my spankings across your
knee like a naughty little boy no matter how much they hurt" .... and on and on. "That'll do, now
shut up!", "yes ma'am". "And you'll feel my hand every day. I can cope with porn. I'd have
watched it with you if you had asked. But I will not tollerate lies boy. Now place yourself
over my knee. Your about to receive a lesson you'll never forget"."yes ma'am"replied Andy. He
faced her right and meekly placed himself perfectly across her lap.
"Quite embaressing to be across my knee like a naughty little boy waiting for a spanking isnt
it."."yes ma'am". "I'm going to start now and let me warn you this is going to be long and very
severe. There will be plenty of tears and they wont be mine". With that she brought the brush
crashing down on his right cheek for the first time in his life. SMACK .... "OOOOFFF" as it took
Andy's breath away. She alternated the brush across both cheeks, pausing every now and again
when she saw fit. It didnt take long for the tears to start flowing down Andy's face. It was a
long punishment and Andy balled and cryed as the bruising across his bottom became more severe.
Not once did he try to evade the brush, instead he took it well and good. The bruising got worse
and worse and eventually the cheeks weeped and then bled, and still she continued although
pausing every now and again to wipe the brush and his punished cheeks. Eventually his punished
bum stopped wriggling almost as if in acceptance.
She stopped spanking him, and gave him another wipe off. "I want you to stand up now. I'm not
finished with you yet. I need to tidy up the left side!". He wondered what she meant. She
ordered him to stand up and bend over the back of the chair. He quivered like a jelly and some
blood dripped down his legs but achieved the position. Next the brush came crashing down
relentlessy mainly on the left cheek, which hadnt been punished quite as brutally as the right.
He cried and squieled again in agony.
At last she stopped. "Your done. And let that be a lesson not to lie to me ever again". She
gave him a cuddle, then layed him on the couch where she tendered his wounds with ointment and
plasters.
When he'd had chance to recover he thanked her for not kicking him out and admitted he deserved the punishment and would again in the future. She replied "I love you
and had no intention of kicking you out, but you needed to be taught a lesson Andy", "yes ma'am"
...."my names Jane", said Jane with a grin.