A Visits:

Spencer: Toby had just left and Spencer felt like she was walking on clouds. All of her friend's parents had gone on a cruise and wouldn't be back until next week. That meant six more days of complete freedom. This really just meant six more days with Toby. She smiled again at the thought. She went up stairs to get ready for bed. She had to get up early tomorrow or else she would have had Toby just spend the night. What she didn't know however, she forgot to lock the back door behind Toby and after he left, a very quite person in a very black hoodie found their way in. She eased her way into bed pulled the covers over herself and drifted slowly to sleep.

She found herself being dragged from her sleep and when she came to she felt someone's strong legs underneath her. She tried to look around but all she saw was blackness. Suddenly she felt fingers in the waistbands of her track shorts and panties and then they were slowly being dragged to her ankles. She tried to jump up and wiggle free but her legs were locked in the intruders and she was unable to move. She knew this position all too well from those painful childhood memories over her father's knee. She didn't want to but it seemed this was inevitable. A gloved hand rubbed her cheeks, slowly, menacingly then without warning a several slaps that felt like fire rained down on her. She immediately screamed out in pain and bucked against the intruder. SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAPZ the intruder alternated his rhythm, smack the left cheek right middle repeat. Spencer felt like someone had lit a match on her poor bottom. After 15 minutes, which felt like hours, and 582 painful smacks(Counting helped poor spencer cope with the pain) later the intruder stopped for a second, putting a hot washcloth on spencers already burning bottom causing her once again to scream in pain. The tears were falling uncontrollably. Then to her horror a large cold oval was rubbing her already punished bottom. She remembers that just as clearly as the hand spankings. The intruder was slowing preparing the bath brush to further punish poor spencer. The washcloth had soaked her bottom and would magnify the pain of the spanking so the pain was bound to be unbearable. And then it began again WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK

When the intruder finally stopped Spencer was howling at the top of her lungs, balling uncontrollably, and had just completely broken down. It had been another 45 minutes (!whole hour of constant spanking!) and spencer had lost count after 1000 whacks from that wicked bath brush. Her butt was throbbing and felt like fire. A put one last smack with their hand, with all their strength behind it, and left spencer on the floor, in too much pain to chase them. When Spencer finally mustered the strength to stand and flip on her light switch, a note from A lay on her dresser. This is going to be a fun week bitches. See one of you tomorrow. Do you think you'll be able to take another hour Spence. We'll see ;) Kisses –-A