A Man’s Sport, Part Three #18+, NSFW

My dear readers,

I hope you enjoy the next segment of A Man’s Sport!  If you missed the first two parts, you may want to start there:

A Man’s Sport, Part One

A Man’s Sport , Part Two

Keeping things kinky!

XOXO,

nora

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Part Three

Scott watched as Andi laid herself over Tom’s knee without hesitation.  He had never witnessed such obedience or submission in a woman, and certainly not in one of the most attractive females he had ever laid eyes on.  She was displayed beautifully over Tom’s knee…her bare breasts resting over one knee, and her deliciously bare bottom perched over the other.

Tom gripped her bare waist firmly and held the paddle against her bare bottom.  Looking up at Scott, he asked, “Scott, are you in agreement that it was very naughty of Andi to play with my cock in front of you?”

Scott was at a loss for words.  He had never wanted anything in this world as badly as he wanted to see this girl have her bare bottom paddled in this moment.  Did that make him a jerk?  At this point, he wasn’t sure he cared…

Scott nodded his agreement but Tom only arched one eyebrow as if encouraging him on.

Scott cleared his throat.

“Erm…yes, it was naughty,” he managed.

Tom brought the paddle up and back down, landing it sharply in the middle of Andi’s bare behind.  The smacking sound created on one side of her body and the cry emitted from the other side had Scott’s cock fighting to free itself from his jeans.

“Yes, it was,” Tom agreed, pressing the paddle against Andi’s bare cheeks again.

“Andi?” Tom asked.  “Do you agree that it was naughty to play with my cock in front of Scott?”

He began to lightly tap the paddle against her bottom, making her squirm over his knee. 

“Yes, Sir,” she agreed.  She was rewarded with a firm smack of the paddle to each of her cheeks.

“Oww, Sir, please,” she cried, wiggling her bottom.

“Andi, you are not to play with my cock in front of company,” Tom said, sternly, applying three more strokes of the paddle to her bare bottom.

Smack.

Smack.

Smack.

Andi was squirming and pleading, but Tom held her in place easily with one hand and paddled her soundly with the other.

“I am afraid, young lady,” Tom began, continuing to apply steady smacks of the paddle to her bottom.

Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.

“That you are in for another type of lesson this afternoon.”

Smack. Smack. Smack.

“That will teach you to behave yourself in front of company.”

Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.

Scott watched as tears ran down Andi’s cheeks.  Her bottom had gone from lily white, to a pretty, blushing pink, and was now headed toward candy apple red.  Her cries and pleading for leniency, while having no visible affect on Tom, had Scott nearly cumming in his pants.

Tom continued to paddle Andi’s bottom for several more minutes, spanking the naughty girl over his knees soundly.  It was obvious from her continuous cries that her bottom was stinging a great deal. Tom noted how she tried to wiggle her bottom just enough to try and deter his paddle from her sit spots. He was wise to this, and focused on paddling her sit spots thoroughly…he wanted his girl to remember this lesson. 

By this time, Scott had no shame and was shifting in a way that was rubbing his cock nicely against the rough material of his jeans. 

Finally, awarding the girl a final smack of the paddle to her bare behind, the spanking stopped.

Scott had never before felt such disappointment.

“Andi, stand up please,” Tom told the crying girl over his knee.  Andi immediately complied and Tom helped her to a standing position.  Her tiny panties were still banded around her thighs but as she stood up, her shirt fell back into place, covering her beautiful breasts.  She continued to cry prettily as she stood before Tom. 

“Hands behind your back, young lady,” Tom said sternly, setting the paddle down on the coffee table.

Andi obeyed, the perfect picture of contrition.  Tears streamed down her face, hands crossed behind her back, her red-hot little bottom on display.  She cried softly.

“Do you have anything you’d like to say to me, Andi?” Tom asked her.

“I am so sorry, Sir,” she cried.  “I won’t ever do that again.  I will be a good girl, I promise.”

Tom was quiet a moment but then looked over at Scott.

“What do you think, Scott?”

Scott couldn’t take his eyes off Andi.  He wanted to touch those burning hot bottom cheeks and plunge his fingers into the slick slit between her legs.  How was Tom sitting there so calmly?

Tom clearly expected him to participate verbally.

“Um, yeah…she seems sorry,” he said, his voice betraying his disappointment.

“Well, I’m not so sure,” Tom said, crossing his arms.

“You see, I am a big believer in the punishment fitting the crime, “ Tom said.  “And, I feel it was quite rude for Andi to so blatantly play with my cock in front of you.”

Andi said nothing, her gaze to the floor.  Tom had spanked her soundly with the paddle, leaving her with no questions as to who was in charge of her fate.  Tom recognized the subtle changes in her body language.  He had stripped her of her defenses by putting her on display and spanking her in front of Scott.  His girl was feeling deeply submissive in this moment.  He knew she was ready to be pushed past her limits.  He felt confident she would obey him in what was to happen next. 

“So, I think the only way that Andi can show how truly sorry she is…” Tom said, drawing out the moment.  “Is to come over there and play with your cock too.”

Scott couldn’t believe what he was hearing.  Was Tom suggesting…?

“Andi,” Tom said sternly.  “Please ask Scott permission to play with his cock as a way of showing him that you truly are sorry for your misbehavior.”

Scott held his breath, his cock raging in his pants.

Tom stared at Andi expectantly.

Andi took a deep breath.  Looking over at Scott, her eyes wide and full of contrition, she whispered, “Scott, I have been a naughty girl.  May I please play with your cock to make it up to you?”

Scott looked over at Tom who nodded at him.  He did not have to be asked twice.

“Yes, I think that will be all right,” Scott managed. 

As Andi began to move toward Scott, Tom said, “Not so fast, little girl.”

Andi froze in place. 

“I am not quite done tanning your bottom for your misbehavior.  Go and fetch me the strap, please.”

“Oh, Tom… no, please…”

“Now, Andi, “Tom said, firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. 

Andi let out a cry of frustration and headed toward their bedroom, her panties still at her thighs.  As she moved past Scott, he could clearly see her arousal.

With Andi out of the room, Tom spoke up.

“Thanks, man,” he said to Scott.  “You are really helping with her training.”

Scott was speechless.  He didn’t know what to make of this situation.  Her training? 

“Make her please you.  She needs to learn.” Tom said, emphatically.

Scott could only nod as he watched Andi return, a thick leather strap in her hands and fresh tears in her eyes. 

Tom stood up, taking the strap from Andi.

He then stripped her of her jersey, leaving her bare but for the panties banded at her thighs.

“Bend over the arm of the couch, Andi,” Tom ordered.

Making small mewling noises in protest, Andi obeyed.  She was now bent over the arm of the couch, her bare breasts resting against Scott’s leg, her hands in his lap.

“Show Scott that you are truly sorry, Andi,”  Tom said, slapping the strap lightly against his leg. 

Andi looked up at Scott, her eyes wide and wet with tears.  But the look he saw there wasn’t fear…it was something else….

It was hunger.

To encourage her obedience, Tom placed the strap against her upturned bottom, then raised his arm, and brought the leather down with a resounding smack.

Andi cried out but quickly went to work freeing Scott’s cock from his pants.  She was rewarded with another thwack of the strap across her upper thighs.

Free at last, Scott’s cock stood at attention.  Andi looked back over her shoulder and Tom nodded at her to continue, urging her on with another stroke of the strap.

Tom’s words…”make her please you”…rolled through Scott’s mind.  Without thinking, his dominant side in the driver’s seat, he fisted his hand in Andi’s hair, guiding her warm mouth onto his throbbing cock.

Scott began to thrust, his fist in Andi’s hair.  Andi began to worship the cock in her mouth, careful to keep her thighs parted during her spanking, as Tom had trained her.   And Tom oversaw it all, bringing the strap down firmly on the bare bottom before him, smile on his face.

The End?

What do you think, my friends?  Is there one more segment here…highlighting some very naughty activities?  Or, should I call it a wrap?

I would truly love to hear suggestions as to what you might like to see…

XOXO,

nora