From: Squire Hobbit Subject: REPOST: SHEILA'S NEEDS Date: Wed, 02 Oct 1996 21:44:12 -0400 DISCLAIMER If you are not old enough to vote or if stories containing spanking, bondage, or sexual content offend you please don't read. PUBLIC SERVICE MESSAGE Always practice "Safer Sex" when during any activity involving the exchange of bodily fluids, because even the best sex is not worth dying for. Sheila's Needs Last fall I got a rather odd e-mail message. The message asked if I had ever had to spank the bare bottom of the daughter of a neighbor. When I was home on leave from the service in 1981, and if I had then maybe I was the man she was looking for. I didn't reply for a couple of days because I couldn't figure out for the life of me what this message could be about. Friday evening as I was eating dinner it hit me like a lightning bolt. The message might have come from Sheila. The cute but bratty twelve-year old that I had "baby sat" while her parents were on vacation. As I remembered it I had spanked her bare butt quite soundly for swimming in a dangerous part of the lake near her home. It was quite the spanking and quite humiliating for her since she was beginning to develop and she was wearing a one piece swimsuit and I always spank on the completely bare bottom. Well, You can imagine she was balling her eyes out after I spanked her but to a bright red. I e-mailed her back that night and revealed some details that would confirm to her that I was the person that she was seeking. Almost immediately I received a response from her telling me that she need desperately to talk to me. Since I'll always make time for a friend particularly one who needs help I replied with my address. She wrote back that she'd be there early the following morning since she had recently moved back to town. At 9:30a.m. the following morning there was a knock on my door. I opened the door and a lovely blonde threw her arms around and hugged me tightly and began sobbing her heart out. I calmed her down and lifted her head to see that this was definitely Sheila although her figure had changed drastically in the last fifteen years (she was twelve when I had last seen her). I showed her in to my apartment and asked what had her so upset. Sheila wiped the tears from her eyes and explained that she had become very irresponsible and that she needed some "help" with both her behavior and attitude. I understood what she meant but I fully intended that she would have to tell me directly. "John, I don't think you know this but I have had a terrible crush on me since that summer when you spanked my bare butt for disobeying you." "Well, Sheila that's very flattering but I don't see what one thing has to do with the other." "I think I need a s. . . span. . . I need you to give me a good hard spanking" she eventually blurted out. "Remember, you told me if I didn't behave that you'd spank me again?" Sheila asked. "Yes, I do but you're much older know and I only spank on the bare bottom. Sounds as though I'll be using a Hairbrush on you if I do spank you, do you understand." "Yes, John whatever you think is right" Sheila replied. Sheila said that she needed to freshen up, so I showed her to the bathroom. Twenty minutes later she returned after changing in to a green Scottish plaid skirt and white cotton blouse. Despite her womanly figure she looked every bit the naughty girl and she was carrying a large solid wood hairbrush. I took the brush from her and instructed her to lift her skirt up and hold it there. I gave her a sharp swat on the seat of her tightly stretched white cotton panties and stood her in the corner to contemplate her behavior that had led her to this fate. I only left her there for about ten minutes as I was eager to get this naughty girl's bottom bared an over my knee. I went to the dining room and brought out a tall straight backed chair and brought it into the den and seated myself after adjusting my throbbing erection and called her over. Sheila approached and looked down at her feet still contemplating her impending spanking. "Young lady I am very disappointed in your behavior, you are about to be very soundly spanked." I pulled her closer, hooking my fingers into the elastic of her panties. I slowly tugged them down to mid thighs as Sheila lowered her delightful body over my knees. I couldn't help spend several moments caressing her soft smooth bottom. Allowing my fingers deep into the incredibly moist crease between her thighs. I raised my palm up high and brought it down squarely onto her pert upturned fanny with a loud smack. Sheila gasped as the first slap stung her tender flesh and a pink hand print appeared on her cheek as I raised my hand for the second swat. after I had given her approximately thirty swats with my hand that left her crying softly and her bottom nicely reddened. I picked up the hair brush and rested it on her cheek as I grasped her waist. 'Young lady, this spanking is going to be one that you'll never forget.' "I will not even consider stopping until your naughty little butt is crimson and you're blubbering like the naughty girl that you've been acting like. Do you understand?" I asked sternly. "Yes sir, but please don't spank me too hard, my bottom is already really sore, I'll be very good I promise!" Sheila pleaded. "Sheila, you should have thought about that before you became so irresponsible!" I reminded her. I picked up the brush and gave her five quick hard swats. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. "That's for being late this morning!" WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. "That's for letting your credit cards get away from you!" After the first ten with the hairbrush Sheila was crying in earnest with each swat and beginning to squirm and sob and wave her legs around, but still trying to retain some modesty. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK WHACK, "Oh God, please no more I've learned my lesson." Sheila sobbed. WHACK. "Ouch I'm so sorry John." WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. The spanking continued until about one hundred swats had landed on her glowing behind. Sheila was kicking her legs so wildly that she kicked her panties across the room and was putting on an incredible show of her most private region. I held her across my knee and caressed her soundly spanked but until she calmed down. I let her up and she dropped to her knees and reached for my zipper preparing to open my trousers. "May I?" Sheila asked. I could only nod at this point as she unzipped my jeans and pulled out my throbbing erection, and gazed at it longingly. Sheila licked my cock from top to bottom and then sucked my balls into her mouth gently before taking my cock into her mouth. What she lacked in experience she more than made up for in enthusiasm. Sheila continued to caress my balls and slowly bob her head up and down my cock until I shot my entire load, not missing a single drop. Sheila licked her lips and said "Even better than that Coffee ad." She said, while she rubbed her fiery ass with both hands. Sheila pulled her panties up and excused her self to go to the bathroom. When she returned she was back in her tight designer jeans and a tank top. Sheila said that she was hungry so we drove over to my favorite Diner for a late breakfast. Sheila behaved herself except for making a rude comment to our waitress. "Watch your step young lady, I'm perfectly willing to give you a second spanking today if you act up again!" I warned "Yes, sir" she replied with a mischievous look on her face. After breakfast we went for a drive and I asked Sheila why she had taken the waitresses tip of the counter. "But, John I didn't honest" Sheila said. "I saw you take it, first you were rude to the waitress, then you stole her money, and then lied about it. "You are really going to get it when I get you home." When we arrived back at my apartment I told Sheila that part of her punishment was to decide what her spanking would consist of. How hard and in what position she would assume. How many swats she was going to receive and how she would be dressed. (or undressed.) "Your punishment suggestion had better be satisfactory to me or you'll be very sorry!" I warned. "You have an hour to think about it." I led her up to my bedroom and set the alarm clock to go off in exactly one hour. When the alarm goes off, come directly down stairs with the implement of your choice so that I can punish you. That hour just about drove me crazy not knowing what I was going to have the opportunity to do to this spankable brat. When Sheila returned to the den she was carrying a thick leather strap about eighteen inches long with a wooden handle, that looked like it would carry a painful wallop even over her jeans. She handed me the strap and un-fastened her jeans, pushing them down to her knees and bent over placing her hands on her knees. "Give me thirty on the seat of my panties but not real hard." Sheila said reluctantly. I had just raised the strap for the first stroke when she abruptly stood up and said "No, wait a minute, please." "Sheila I have no intention of letting you off the hook young lady." I scolded. "I understand it's just that I've been really naughty and there are a lot of things that I've done that I should have been punished for." she informed me as she removed all of her clothes. She then bent back over grabbing her ankles this time after spreading her thighs as far apart as she could and arching her back so that her bottom was prominent as possible. "Please give me sixty strokes just as hard as you can and give me them all no matter how much I plead." Sheila whispered I raised the strap and brought it down on her upraised rump as firmly as possible. She yelled as the first stroke landed and almost immediately began pleading for an end to the strapping. I had taken her at her word, and kept the steady rain of strokes to her vulnerable behind. She squirmed and twisted receiving a few on the tops of her thighs. I even landed several so that the tip of the strap wrapped around and slapped her inner thighs and her labia. After she had received the last stroke her bottom was a very dark crimson criss cross of welts, when she heard the strap drop she collapsed on the floor gasping and blubbering. After she had calmed down, she slowly stood and I helped her take my clothes off. When I was as naked as she was, she hugged me tightly rubbing her small breasts against my hairy chest and her pussy up against my erection. "Please screw me as hard as you punished me" she moaned in my ear. Sheila got down on her knees and bent resting her upper body on her folded arms leaving her well-whipped ass high in the air. I got down on the floor behind her and sank my tongue into her hot sweet pussy licking the entire area at least until she was pushing her bottom back into my face. I brought her to an orgasm that left her babbling incoherently. Then I placed just the head of my erection into her tunnel. Sheila felt me begin to penetrate her she thrust herself back impaling herself on my manhood. We feel into a steady rhythm of fast lust driven strokes until her vagina began to contract milking my shaft pushing me over the edge. As she felt my semen pumping into her she climaxed wildly and collapsed beneath me on the floor. we dozed off for a while then took a shower together (another story entirely) before she got dressed. As she was leaving, I hugged her as she kissed me full on the lips and said. "I'll be good, I promise at least I think so, that was even better than I had hoped." Then she was out the door and into her car. That was a little over a month ago and I haven't seen her but I just noticed that there is an e-mail message from her in my box. By John P. "Squire Hobbit" Goetz Comments welcome to (jgoetz@websense.net)