This Can't Go On pt 2 M/F

[nitah]

Phil glanced at his phone.

'Hey can you come over?'

It was Kathy, they hadn't seen each other for six months now.

'Will be round in 30,' he replied.

Phil never really heard from Kathy unless something was up. He didn't mind, he was busy and had a full social life. When he came home, he liked his space and relaxed best on his own. He put his phone in his pocket and grabbed his keys.

Kathy made coffee and took it through to the lounge, she glanced down and gave Phil a weary smile. She handed him a coffee and sat down. Phil placed it on the table beside him and looked over.

'So? Everything alright?'

Kathy put her cup down and sighed. 'No not really.' Shaking her head she continued. 'Everything was fine for months, it was like me and Mary had become friends. Even the spankings, she took them without any fuss and we hugged and made up after. But now her behaviour has gone back to how it was, she swore at me furiously this morning. Last week she was out for 2 days and not a phonecall!'

Phil looked at her as he listened intently. ' So you have done exactly as we said, keeping a tight reign on her and making sure she knows who is in charge?'

'Yeah!' Kathy paused and looked down. 'But there was one week I was a little more preoccupied than usual and ummmmmmm, kind of let some attitude slide.' She looked up at him, trying to justify herself. 'I was just a week, I just had other things going on.' Kathy blushed and looked down again,' I was wondering if we could, you know, did what we did before and get her back under control.'

Phil picked up his drink and cradled it in his hands. 'We could.' He took a sip. 'But I am not sure that is entirely fair. Also, we don't want you to keep coming to me everytime this happens, you need to have your independence.'

She slammed her cup down and crossed her legs. 'Great so you are not going to help, I just need to go back to the mess it was before do I? Wow thanks a lot!'

Kathy sat back defensively and stewed a little. She did't really mean what she had said, she just wanted to try and broker the situation in her favour.

He laid the cup to one side again and leaned forward. 'Well, I didn't say I wouldn't help kathy. I just said, I didn't think it was a good idea. I am very happy to help you, but it will involve you trusting me.'

Her body language softened, she uncrossed her arms and legs and sat upright. 'So you have a plan then. Good, I really can't go back to how things were before. Ok then, what do we do?'

Phil looked at her more keenly now. 'Stand up Kathy.' He spoke quieltly with a strong, firm tone.

Curiously she pushed herself to her feet.
'Take off your dress.'

'What!?' Kathy's eyes widened and her jaw dropped, alarm spelt out on her face.

'Take off your dress.' he repeated in a calm clinical tone.

'B but I ….....' Kathy looked at the floor and mumbled as realisation of the plan fully dawned.

'I will not ask again,' he said firmly.

Kathy stood there like Mary had. Frozen to the spot, stuck between two minds and not able to choose either.

Phil picked up his coffee and took another sip as he eyes remained locked on her. He knew the slilence and gaze was all he needed to communicate his expectance of obedience. Shaking, she closed her eyes and reached behind her unfastening the blue summer frock. She paused and shot him a look of mild distain before lifting it off over her head. Phil took in the sight of her slender body covered only by a blue, high cut bra and half cut panties. Kathy played with her fingers and glanced up at him.

'Now go and fetch the brush and bring it back to me.'

It took a moment for her to shake herself from her catatonic state and headed off to the drawer in the hallway. She had given Mary all of her spankings in the lounge, so this seemed a handy place to keep it. Her heart raced as she fumbled in the drawer and felt the handle. Gripping it firmly, she revoved it from the drawer and headed slowly back to the lounge. Instinctivley, she tried to pull the back of her panties down as she walked back through. Phil had dragged the chair into the middle of the room and sat.

Kathy weighed the brush in her hand as she approached. 'Look I am not sure this is such a great idea. Besides I only slacked for a week. Surely there is something …...'

She trailed off as he sternly reached out to take the brush. Her hand was taken by his and Kathy felt her thighs come into contact with his. Her balance was gone and she clumsily toppled over his lap. She tensed her legs as he fiddled with the material of her panites.

'The only way to deal with this, Kathy, is for you to take responsibility and be consistent. We are in this mess again because of a failiure on your part and I think this is a good way to make sure it doesn't happen again.'

Kathy kicked her legs petulantly, but made little effort to raise to a standing position. She had been on her own for a number of years and the closeness with another person felt quite pleasant. Her face flushed and her kicking intensified as she felt the waistband of her panties being lifted.

'Phil no!' She protested. But her panties were already heading south. A cool breeze was felt across her pert globes, the heat pricked her face as it turned a new shade of red. She screwed her eyes shut and tried to forget she was over this mans lap with her bare bottom faving up in the air. Her cheeks tensed as the brush circled the two pert globes.

'Ok, next time you are tempted to just leave things then you will remember this.'

The brush left her terrfifed cheeks and whistled down catching her let sit spot and upper thigh. Kathy threw her head back and squealed a high pitched squeal, her toes drummed into the carptet as the red hot burn registered.

'OOOOOWWWWWWW ttttthhhhhhhhhh not so haaaaarrrrddd!!!!'

He held her inner thigh and straightened her. 'Spankings need to be hard Kathy, so they have a lasting impression.'

The brush descended again marking the same spot on the right cheek causing Kathy to twist, her legs spreading and putting on a show. She reached and and grabbed the spot where the brush had made it's mark and squeezed it to ease the pain. In an instant her hand was siezed and pinned to one side. Phil held the brush loosely in his hand and readied himself to spank in earnest.

The swats now landed from just a few inches with a flick of the wrist at the end. The objective was speed, dozens and dozens of swats landing all over her bottom.

Kathy felt the sting after the first dozen or so. Her legs scissored and she tried to push up with her one free hand. The sobbing began soon after as she felt helpless against a continuing torrent of stinging blows to her bare cheeks. Her panties descened further down her legs and were kicked off around the sixth dozen. At about the eighth dozen she had almost wriggled off his lap, her legs now splayed as she made her bid to escape the stinging torment. Phil coiled an arm around her left thigh and straightened her so she was square across his lap again. His right leg wrapped itself tightly round her left and held it tight. He would continue a while longer. He had been taught from his own spankings that it should continue until all resitance was gone and tears were flowing freely.

The brush continued to bounce off of her naked bottom as her sobs grew louder. Her bottom was turing a rich red wine red at the centre of her sit spots. He worked around them keeping up the rapid tempo until something broke in Kathy. The floodgates opened and tears spilled freely to the floor. The struggling eased and her toes touched the carpet for the first time since the spanking began. Phil placed the brush on the floor and gently stroked her bottom. Kathy cried and hiccuped as she completely let go, the burn in her cheeks continuing to grow. She felt a tingle as his hand caressed her inner thigh, the stroking soothing her emotionally but doing nothing to ease the throbbing glow. His hand touch her shoulder then held her arm. She awoke from the trance as she was guided back to her feet.

'Ok young lady, I want half an hour corner time. Hands on your head and no rubbing.'

With a pat of her bottom she was dispatched to the corner. She stood with her nose to the wall, the throb in her bottom a steady beat. Phil took a seat and picked up his luke warm coffee, he sipped as she closely admired his handywork. Kathy sobbing began to ease and she came aware at of the eyes lazering into be bare bottom. She wondered how long she had been standing there, she hoped Mary would be out a while longer. A hand on her shoulder made her jump slightly.

'Penance is paid Kathy, you may come out of the corner and get dressed.'

She turned and gave him a smile, then she leaned forward and gave him a kiss on the lips.

'Thankyou.'

As she was straightening her dress, she heard the front door open and close.

'Mary! In here now please.'
Mary tutted and poked her head into the lounge.

'Yeah?'

'Young lady, your language this morning was appalling and will not be tolerated. You will take yourself to your bedroom and remove your jeans and panties. I am want you face down on the bed please. I will be up shortly with the belt.'

Looking downcast, Mary turned on her heels and slowly plodded up the her room. She unfastened her jeans and pushed them down to her ankles along with her panties. She exhaled as she flopped face down on the bed, a sense of security and stability returned to her.

[impertinentboy]

Great again - can't wait till part 3

[pendragon]

There are some nice descriptions here, I think they added a lot to the scene.