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@ms-hairbrush wrote:

You shivered as you undressed, you knew she was attractive, you being 22 and she 72. Going to get a spanking with a rectangle wooden hairbrush she kept on her vanity. I'll be good you bawled as she put everything she had into the paddling. A good three minutes she spanked you non stop, about 2 swats every second. Held in place as she scissored your legs and pulled your left arm up your back. You couldn't have imagined how much the spanking hurt, but it did tremendously. After that first time, you were subjected to frequent spankings over her knee with her wooden hairbrush.

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I had confessed one of my favorite fantasies... where a woman is (wrongly) convinced that for some reason I am unwilling to go down on her... in this case it had nothing to do with looks or weight, the 50-year age difference was plenty...

Her job was to 'change my mind' and she had convinced herself that I was most extremely reluctant... did not even say why I was being spanked until she had me firmly in place.

No warning, no warm-up... just a fast hard steady walloping with her hairbrush...

"I will have your face between my legs...

"And you will do your very best to please me...

"And satisfy me..."

I couldn't agree fast enough... little good it did me! She didn't slow down a bit!

"Oh, yes, I know you will...

"By the time I finish with your bottom...

"You won't dare do anything but...

"Exactly what I say!"

Was it really only three minutes? My bottom was in flames practically from the start, spanked full sore nearly as quickly - and then spanked more! Tears poured from my eyes!

A moment later I was on the ottoman, on my back, bridging to keep my roasted bottom from touching down as she descended on my face... edging on me as my tongue sought her... climaxing the first time almost immediately before settling in to let me demonstrate my skills (never had any complaints!) for a longer, slower labia-lapping... I nearly came myself when she said, "Now do a good job or we'll go right back to the brush!"

We didn't, so I must have... it took her little time afterward to fully bring me off. "That was half of what you'll get next time..." she threatened, "if I ever so much as suspect that you're having one instant of hesitation..."

"No, Ma'am, I won't," I promised with a long moan.

"See that you don't. I'll have my hairbrush handy..."

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