F/M Story, Part 19, Spanking Landlady
Racontfess
Janey had been worried about controlling the noise from the apartment next door
where four male students lived. Her father owned the building and had appointed
her the on-site manager. She and Melissa had talked in jest about her becoming
a spanking landlady like Mrs. Pearson, but now she thought that might actually
become a reality. The thought of trying to spank all those guys was too much
unless she recruited some help, but maybe it would be enough to give them a
message if she just punished one of the four. She had found one of the students
attractive, and she thought it would be fun to give him a spanking. She had a
scheme in mind.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Pearson got in touch with her old friend Frank Smith, owner of
the plush restaurant where Dave worked part-time as a waiter. She told him that
she was aware that the night manager wanted Mr. Smith to fire Dave for being
rude to a patron, but she was asking Frank not to fire Dave. She went on to
tell him that she had agreed to speak up for Dave only on the condition that he
submit to a sound spanking with her hairbrush. "He's not likely to act rude
again right away," she assured her friend. "If he does send him back and I'll
give him another dose of my hairbrush!" Mr. Smith then asked how Alma got into
administering spankings. She explained about how spanking her tenant Mark
instead of evicting him had led to spanking a few others. She was convinced
that spanking young men taught them humility and did them more good than most
of them would admit. And about Dave? "Alma, I won't fire him if you are asking
me not to. You know that!"
Mrs. Pearson called Janey. Now that it looked like they both were going to be
spanking landladies, she told Janey to call her Alma. Janey was glad to hear
that her plan to save Dave's job had worked for him. Alma urged her to be firm
with those rowdy students. Janey said she would. Privately, she felt guilty
about the plan she had been considering. It involved punishing one of the four
students, but instead of looking for the one who was most guilty she was hoping
to paddle the one she thought was cute. Whether he deserved to be punished or
not, she just thought spanking Eddie's bottom would be fun for her while giving
a message to the others. That really wouldn't be fair, she had to admit to
herself, but the thought was appealing anyway. Todd had left the paddle he had
made after he came for his spanking, and Janey wanted to use that on Eddie.
Meanwhile, Frank Smith was thinking about Alma Pearson as he was driving home.
Her methods certainly seemed to get results. He could see the change in Dave. A
lot of his arrogance was gone. Mr. Smith had another of his employees in mind,
another waiter who wasn't always dependable about showing up when he was
scheduled to work. Mr. Smith hated to fire this fellow Bobby, but he wondered
about giving him the choice of a visit like Dave's with Mrs. Pearson.
Right now, Mr. Smith had a more personal problem to take care of. Mrs. Smith
had called him at the restaurant to complain that their son Eric had taken her
car without permission again and that something should be done about that. When
Mr. Smith had asked Dave about the spanking he got from Mrs. Pearson, he
replied that his dad should have done that more often. That comment had made
quite an impression on Mr. Smith. As soon as he got home he located the
hairbrush long-unused for the purpose he had in mind, and headed for Eric's
room. "What's this about taking your mother's car without her permission? She
has told you not to do that!" Eric started to explain that he only wanted to do
an errand, but he saw that his father was acting more determined than he had
seen in a long time. His father led him to the side of the bed and started
opening the top of his pants. "Dad! What are you doing?" He didn't dare resist
as he found his pants being pulled down and himself drawn over his dad's lap.
"Something I have been neglecting!" was the answer, as Mr. Smith proceeded to
administer a good, old-fashioned spanking to Eric. He continued until he was
satisfied that he had taught Eric the kind of lesson Dave had received from his
friend Alma. When he finished, he left the room, planning to call Alma and
thank her for showing him how to deal with arrogant young men. He should thank
Dave, too, for the comment about his dad.
It was bound to happen. Not many days had passed when there was a lot of noise
coming from the students' apartment. This was what Janey had been waiting for.
She went next door and knocked. The door opened and the four of them appeared.
She was wearing a black velvet-like dress that hugged her body, and a gold
chain necklace. She acted as stern as she could when she reminded them of their
promise not to have another disturbance over here. They acted very subdued and
respectful to her even though she was about their age. They knew she could get
them evicted so they tried to be as courteous as they could. She first told
them she had no choice but report them to her father. When they implored her
not to do that, she said the only alternative would be to allow her to dispense
some discipline to them, something they obviously needed. They looked startled
by that, but they would consider anything. What would this discipline consist
of? She said she would consider them all on probation, but that also she would
make an example of one of them. They wanted to know who would be the example,
and what would be the punishment. She stood her ground as the one in charge
here, and said she would pick one of them at random. He would find out about
the punishment soon enough.
Of course Janey knew who she was going to pick, but she went through the act of
looking them all over, trying to decide who to select. Finally, she nodded to
Eddie, and said "You, Eddie! I am going to make an example of you!" The others
quickly came to Eddie's defense, insisting that he was the quiet, studious
type, least likely to disturb anyone. "I'm sorry if that's true, but I've made
my choice. Eddie will be the example. Now, Eddie, are you ready for your
punishment?" Eddie accepted his fate quietly without any fuss. Janey had been
looking for an excuse to pick him because she had watched him come and go and
had the urge to paddle his bottom. He didn't know what she had in mind for him,
but how bad could it be to get punished by a landlady who looked like her? He
told the guys it was no problem, and that he was ready to be made an example
of.
"What are you going to do, Janey, spank me?" He was smiling when he asked that,
but his smile faded when Janey asked him when he had last been given a
spanking. "My folks used to smack my ass when I needed it....but you aren't
really planning to spank me, are you?" Janey excused herself for a couple of
minutes while she went next door to her apartment. Soon she returned with
Todd's paddle and showed it to Eddie. "You're kidding! Are you planning to
paddle me with that?" She was, but she didn't think she should demand that he
get over her lap the way Todd had. She'd allow him to retain a little more
dignity. She told him to go over behind a big leather chair, drop his pants and
underpants, and lean over the chair. When he was ready she would come around
behind him and give him his spanking. He could see that her mind was made up
about this and there was no use trying to talk her out of it. He got up, and
went around the chair as she had instructed him to do. She waited for him to
get ready and lean over the chair. When he did she asked if he was ready for
his spanking. "My shirttail is hanging down. Do you want me to take my shirt
off?" She said that would be fine, and there was another brief delay while he
did that. "OK, I'm ready!" he said. He was making this easy for her.
Janey took the paddle and walked around the chair and looked at those hairless
bare buns. This was the moment she had been waiting for. Eddie's bottom was
right in front of her, waiting to be spanked. She raised the paddle and gave it
a good smack, then another and another. She paused. Her conscience bothered her
a little that she was doing this to Eddie for her pleasure, not because he
necessarily deserved it. "I suppose it's wrong to punish you if you really are
quiet over here," she told him. He made her feel better by saying "Don't worry
about it. I'm not always so innocent after I've had a couple of beers!" That
little confession made her feel better. "Why you naughty boy!" she said, as she
resumed spanking his bare bottom with the paddle. His cheeks were getting pink
from being paddled and she knew they must be getting warm. She resisted the
temptation to feel them at first, but then caressed them gently. "That feels a
lot better than that paddle!" he told her. He hadn't been spanked enough yet,
so Janey began paddling some more. She didn't want to overdo it, but she
spanked him enough to make those bare cheeks bright pink. She finished with a
couple of brisk smacks, then went back around the chair while Eddie pulled up
his pants. "Let that be a lesson to you guys!" she warned as she left their
apartment.
About fifteen minutes later Eddie was at Janey's door. She invited him to come
in and sit down. He acted like sitting was painful, but she suspected that it
was an exaggeration. He wanted to know why she had picked him instead of one of
his roommates to make an example of. She lied, telling him that he was just a
random choice. He said, "Well, you sure made my butt sting with that paddle! I
think you made your point about the noise we've been making." She told him she
didn't want any bad feelings between them, but she had to assert her authority
as her father's representative. "I understand that, Janey." Eddie replied,
"Say, I'm hungry. Why don't you and I go get a pizza?"
RTSbobSt
I just want to say Thank you for the Landlady" posts. Men like myself envy all
the "naughty" males who are receiving the attention that we probably deserve.
Again Thank You for keeping my fantasies alive, Perhaps someday I will receive
a spanking like you describe.
Bob RTSb...@aol.com
If you keep doing what you did, you'll keep getting what you got.