Tanya and I decided to take a long weekend in the country and stay at a farmhouse B & B that had been recommended by some friends. We packed a few clothes into a suitcase, hopped into the car and headed off on Friday afternoon.
After about a four hour leisurely drive following the directions of our friends we found the lovely B & B, nestled in rolling meadows which were surrounded by woodlands. I grabbed the suitcase and we rang the bell at the front door. We knew that the B & B was owned by a widow but we were unprepared for the stunning lady that welcomed us into her home. Her name was Inga, in her early forties but looked younger, and her accent had Swedish tones. Short cropped blond hair, a lovely smile and, from what I could judge, a great figure covered by loose fitting working clothes and an apron.
After introductions all round, Inga showed us to our luxurious room which had a lovely view over the farm. She told us that for a small extra fee she would cook us a three course meal each night, an offer to which we readily agreed. Tanya and I unpacked and rested while Inga prepared the dinner.
Delicious home made pumpkin soup, roast beef with homegrown veggies and profiteroles for dessert! After dinner Inga joined us for coffee and we chatted away for hours, she was delightful company as well as an excellent hostess. We learnt of how she met her doctor husband when he was in Stockholm for health seminars. It was love at first sight and after a trans-Atlantic love affair they were married and Inga moved to America. They lived on the farm and her husband commuted daily to his practice in a nearby town. Unfortunately her husband died in a car accident a couple of years ago so to make ends meet Inga turned the farmhouse into a successful B & B.
Tanya and I retired early and after a short spanking session we made love and then had a sound night's sleep.
Next morning after breakfast we headed off to explore the countryside and visit a market recommended by Inga in the town. Tanya and I had a lovely day, at the market we found some things that were 'just right' for Christmas presents and the fall colors of the countryside were just lovely. We returned tired and happy to the B & B for another delicious dinner for which Inga joined us and we had more interesting chat with our delightful host.
After dinner I decided to pay Inga for our stay and handed her my credit card.
She returned shortly with a look of annoyance on her face. "Matt, this credit card is no good, it finished yesterday, today is the first day of the month, do you have the new card?"
"I'm sorry Inga," I replied, reaching for my wallet, "My new card must be here somewhere."
I searched my wallet but the new card wasn't there, I must have left it at home.
When I told Inga that I didn't have the new card she got angry.
"What about you Tanya?" she snapped, "Have you got any money on you?"
"Not enough to pay our account, I'm afraid," Tanya said, "I've got a bit of cash but my card is out to it's limit I'm afraid. We'll have to send you a check when we get home, you can trust us you know."
"How do I know I can trust you? It's totally irresponsible of both of you not to be able to pay me, I feel like I should call the police." Inga was quite angry.
"Take it easy Inga," I tried to calm her down, "Ring our friends who recommended your place, they will vouch for us as being reliable and trustworthy. There's no need to involve the police in this matter"
"All right I will ring them, wait here." Inga snapped and went into her little office where she rang our friends.
After a few minutes Inga returned and said that there was no answer at out friends but she had calmed down a little and gave an unexpected ultimatum.
"I can't contact your friends and I suppose I can trust you to send me a check when you get home tomorrow. But you have both been very irresponsible and need to be taught a lesson. I will not call the police if you both agree to accept a spanking from me, and I warn you now, it will be harder than the one you gave Tanya last night!"
"You heard us last night?" Tanya got in before me. "But I thought we were very quiet."
"Yes I could hear you, your room is next to mine. But that's not the issue at the moment. Will you both be spanked or do I have to call the police?"
"I guess we have no option," I replied, as Tanya nodded in agreement. "Let's get this done and over with."
"Wait there while I change into something more suitable," Inga ordered and disappeared into her bedroom via the office.
Tanya and I discussed our situation and agreed that we were doing the right thing. After all, we were both into spanking and neither of us wanted to explain how it all happened to the police.
"Tanya and Matt, come through now," Inga called.
We moved through the office and opened the door to Inga's sitting room, her bedroom could be seen through an open door. We both gasped as we gazed in awe at Inga. Gone were the house work clothes. Inga was now wearing high heel, knee high leather boots with a short leather mini skirt that exposed most of her slim, muscular thighs. A leather waistcoat that showed a large amount of cleavage covered her ample breasts. Her short blond hair above her now made up face completed the vision. The best way I can describe her figure is to compare her with Raquel Welsh at a similar age.
Tanya and I were speechless with shock.
"I guess I omitted to tell you that I met my husband when he came to my dungeon in Stockholm," Inga said with a smile on her face. " In our private life he was my slave, since he died I haven't had a chance to wear this gear so I'm glad you two came along. I'm looking forward to punishing both of you."
"Don't interrupt me," she ordered as I started to speak, "Both of you agreed to be spanked and spanked you will be, I'll toss a coin to see who goes first, heads it's you Tanya, tails it's you Matt."
I looked at Tanya and she shrugged at me as if to say we had no option. I think Tanya was a little excited as she loves to be spanked and she had never been over the knees of another woman before.
We watched the coin spin through the air and Inga caught it, "Ha, it's tails, you're first Matt, shoes and sox off and come over here, Tanya you sit on that chair over there and wait your turn.
Inga sat in the center of a leather couch as Tanya and I followed her orders. I stood in front of Inga and prepared to go over her knees.
"Matt, stop!" Inga exclaimed, "Trousers and underpants off first, I only spank on the bare!"
I could see there was no good in arguing and did as I was told. Inga's short mini hardly covered her crotch and my cock gave a jerk of excitement as it slid between her bare thighs when I took up my position. Inga was very strong and the force of the first spank took me by surprise. I nearly cried out but I was determined to remain quiet throughout the ordeal. There was no let up as I was given the hardest spanking of my life. I was soon wriggling around on Inga's lap as her arm continued to rise and fall and her hand soon had my arse stinging like mad. Tanya told me later that she had never seen a bottom turn from white to red so quickly. The only sound in the room was the continual "whack" off Inga's hand on my buttocks although I did hear an occasional gasp from Tanya.
Finally the hand spanking came to a stop and I attempted to rise. Inga's firm hand held me in place, as she exclaimed, "Not yet Matt, you still have to take 12 whacks from my hairbrush and here they are!"
Whack, whack, whack, the hairbrush landed repeatedly and I could stay silent no longer.
"Owwwwch, that stings Inga, take it easy," I cried, but there was no let up as Inga counted the blows from the hairbrush.
"Ten, eleven, twelve, there that's all for you Matt, stand up now.' Inga ordered.
I struggled to my feet noting that the punishment had had the usual effect on my penis that stood stiffly out in front of me. I was shocked as Inga's hand took hold of my cock and gave it a couple of rubs.
"Very nice Matt but you will have to control yourself for a while, go and sit on that chair and Tanya, now it's your turn, come over here," there was no doubting that Inga had complete control of the situation.
"If you don't mind I'll stand for a while," I said sarcastically.
Tanya rose from the chair with a worried but still excited look on her face. We exchanged wan smiles as a bare foot Tanya took up position in front of Inga.
I watched Inga's hands reach out and unfasten the front of Tanya's jeans that were soon on the floor as were her panties. It was very erotic to watch Inga's hands wrap around Tanya's bum and guide her over the knees. Inga took her time, her hands roaming over Tanya's bottom and thighs, making her legs spread apart as fingers slid into the cleft between Tanya's buttocks.
A moan came from Tanya as Inga cried, "You are so wet Tanya, you must have got turned on watching Matt being spanked, or are you excited about being spanked by me? Has another woman ever spanked you Tanya?"
Tanya just shook her head in reply as Inga continued the stroking. Finally Inga raised her hand and brought it down with a soft smack. In contrast to my spanking the soft smacking continued, Inga warming Tanya up slowly and carefully, ensuring that all of the buttocks and thighs were well covered.
When Inga was satisfied with the warm up and the soft pink color of the skin, once again her fingers probed gently between Tanya's legs. Again another moan from Tanya followed quickly by an 'ouch' as Inga smacked hard down on her bum.
Inga was thoroughly enjoying herself as the hard smacks continued to land on Tanya's arse. "Oohs, aaahs and ouches" came from Tanya as her skin slowly turned from pink to a soft red. Tanya was wriggling around on Inga's thighs but there was no chance of escape as the spanking continued. I watched helplessly as Inga picked up the hairbrush and rubbed it over Tanya's poor arse.
Tanya knew what was about to happen and tensed herself.
