Cherry's Red Hot Spaning

Edited by Hawkkiller

I'm CherryCarly and the best way to describe me is a good old Midwestern rainstorm. Drenching, rampant, relentless and at times an absolute soaker. I must admit I don't often share these types of things but as I head towards earning the badge of being alive 3 decades on this shit rock, it's inevitable. The sweet blossom I once was, has ripened to a delicious cherry red. My favorite color, if you'd like to know, reader. Ahh red.. reminds me of my very first red hot spanking.

"Derek, you know I've never worn a thong before! Aren't those things uncomfortable anyway?" I say as I stare at my high school boyfriend annoyingly. Derek holds the red thong out in the air and smiles wide. "Man, be honest, wouldn't your fat ass look good in this?"

Rolling my eyes, I say, "Duh! Is that even a question?" I lean in and kiss him seductively on the lips. He always knows how to convince me to do what he wants. Always finding a way to boss me around. Hmph, I grumble to myself as I sit further into his lap.

"Fine, I'll wear it tonight but no spanks this time! If I'm wearing something uncomfortable, I'm not going to be in pain too." I bite his lip gently. "Plus, last time you went way too far and I was sore the next day. I couldn't sit straight in history class."

He snickers and holds me close. "You know it's all fun, Carly. It hurts but it feels so good. Like a good kind of pain." I nod my head. "See, it's easy when you're a good girl. Now go get ready and I'll see you at 9." He kisses me intensely, his tongue makes its way inside my mouth while his hands explore my thighs. My 18-year-old body shakes with pleasure, I whisper in his ear, "Can't wait until you get a handful of this ass in that sexy red thong, D." I grab my purse and close the door of his car behind me. Running up the stairs, I purposely shake my ass with each step. My short black shorts squeezing my thighs and my perky tits bouncing gently - I know he must be staring. I reach my front door and wave goodbye. His eyes are glued to my ass as he drives off.

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After dinner, I hop in the shower excited to get ready for my date with Derek later. It'll be the first time we have his house all to ourselves. His family is on vacation and he stayed behind this time. Which I thought was a wonderful decision, wouldn't you agree?

The warm water cascades down my hair and back, making its way towards my delicious, sweet ass. I wasn't being vain when I said I was blessed with a beautiful, round ass. I couldn't blame Derek for being so eager to see me in a thong. I wash my body gently, dedicating special time to my perky tits and soft, warm pussy.

The soap made me feel so slippery and sexy. I wanted to warm up for Derek and knew the showerhead would help me greatly. I grab the shower head and rinse my body slowly, by the time I make it past my shoulders my pussy is throbbing eagerly. I can't wait to feel the water pressure on my nipples and clit, I think to myself.

The water hits my awaiting hard nipples and I toss my head back, moaning quietly. Oh fuck, that felt better than I was imagining. I caress my tummy, making my way down to my pussy. I spread my lips apart using my fingers, and with my other hand I position the shower head between my open legs.

"Oooohhh mmmm ah yeah yeah," I whimper under my breath. With each second I keep the water pressure on my clit. I feel the hotness and wetness between my thighs spreading. I begin to imagine all that Derek is going to do to me. The way he'll eat my pussy, fuck me, use me, bite me. His big dick and the ways he uses it, feels so good in all of my holes. Stretching me and making me his - fuck he's so sexy! Before I know it, my body begins shaking in pleasure and my moaning is loud and incessant. "Mmmmm fuck yes yes yes!" I groan and pinch my nipples hard between my fingers.

A wave of pleasure comes over me and my knees buckle. I hold myself against the shower wall, my pussy throbbing. I drop the shower head and my fingers hungrily make its way towards my swollen cunt. I squeeze my clit and pant, "Ah ah ah ah."

Fuck. I was not supposed to cum. Derek and I had a rule. It was a simple rule. A rule I knew I needed to follow very closely. Do not cum on Fridays. I was not allowed to cum before our dates on Fridays at all. Derek wanted me lusty and ready to cum. He made sure I was desperate by not allowing me to feel pleasure all day. I knew he could tell the difference and would catch me easily.

I finished the rest of my shower quickly then nervously made my way into my bedroom. My mind was racing. There was no hiding this from Derek and he was not going to be happy at all. I got ready and made sure to dress extra sexy for him to hide the fact that my pussy had been disobedient.

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At exactly 9pm, there is a ring at the door and my phone lights up with a notification. "Here baby girl," it's Derek and a cold shiver takes over my body. I'm really not looking forward to him finding out about my shower mishap from earlier. I shake my head and hope for the best, making my way towards the door. I see him through the screen door. He's sexy, confident, and dominant - just how I like my men. I shoot him a seductive smile as I undo the lock and open the door.

"WOW! What do we have here?" He grins and pulls me in for a hug. "You look magnificent baby!" I hug him tight, wishing each second would take hours instead. He pulls me away and glances down at me. I peek shyly and he says, "What is it?" I shake my head and whisper, "I'm just ready to get out of here." He takes my hand and walks me to the car. We hop in and head towards his place.

My tummy turns as we pull into his driveway. How did we get here so quickly? A 10 minute drive flew by thanks to my leg shakes and nervous chatting. I knew he knew something was up. He kept glancing at me, trying to piece it together. As we reach his front porch, he turns back to me, "Is it because you didn't wear the thong? You know I bought a back up one just in case you decided to do this."

"What are you talking about, Derek?" I stare at him, shocked at his distrust of me. He continues, "That's why you're acting this way, right? Or what are you hiding from me?" He steps inside and closes the door behind me. The minute the door closes, I pull my skirt down to my ankles. "Here's that fucking thong you wanted to see so bad!" I shout as I bend over.

"Ooh baby!" He exclaims as he drops to his knees behind me. He places his hands around my thighs, squishing his face against my ass firmly. "This is exactly what I've been waiting for!" He puts his face on my ass and firmly grabs my cheeks, jiggling them on his face. He gropes my ass hard and begins smacking my thighs from behind. "Baby, but then why are you like this? Is the thong making you very uncomfortable?" He turns me around and I glance down at him with tears in my eyes.

"Derek," tears stream down my face "I'm sorry baby!" He stands and hugs me close. "I disobeyed. I touched my hungry pussy in the shower and came all over the showerhead and my hands." I shout, relieved to be freed of the guilt I'd been holding all day. Immediately, Derek's face clouds over and his hands ball up in a fist. He pounds his hand against the marble countertop behind me.

"We had one rule and you knew it!" He yells as he storms out of the kitchen. I can hear him run up the stairs and rustle around in the hallway closet. "It was just this once, baby! You know that's very unlike me!" I plead, hoping he'll hear me and have mercy on me. He storms back down the stairs, a hanger in his hand. "Derek!" I shout and he gets a hold of my arm pinning it behind my back causing me to fall face forward against the dining room table.

He places the hanger at eye level with me and uses his empty hand to pin my other arm behind me. Both arms are now crossed behind my back and using an old t-shirt, he ties my wrists. I whimper as he double knots the shirt and he shouts, "Oh shut up, slut! We had an agreement and you broke it! Now you have to face the consequences of your actions!" He grabs the hanger and in a swift movement, snaps it against my bare ass. I wince in pain as he crouches to see me eye to eye. "We're going to count to 20, each one will get exceedingly worse than the last. Your job is to count them and not lose count or else," he states matter of factly. I nod quickly and cry out in pain as he goes in for a second hanger smack.

"I can't hear you, Carly!"

"2, Daddy"

Good girl, keep counting."

He alternates his right hand and the hanger every other slap. Teasing me first, before smacking my ass hard. I quickly learn to favor his hand, because although he is strong, his flat palm is less painful than the odd shaped hanger. With each spank, I feel my ass burning hotter both from the pain and the embarrassment of having disobeyed Derek. "Keep counting! I can't hear you!" He hisses in my ear, "Unless you'd like to start from the beginning?" I quickly shake my head and shakily say, "No baby, sorry we're at 11."

"Mm, just a little over halfway done, Carly. And look at this ass! It's blushing!" He picks me up and makes his way up the stairs into the bathroom. He sits me on the sink counter, my back to the mirror. "Take a peek, baby. Look at what Daddy has done to your sweet ass." He says proudly as I glance back at my reflection. My ass is truly cherry red and almost seems to match my sexy thong. Both cheeks flushed from being spanked repeatedly for the last 10 minutes. I know it's going to hurt so badly in the morning but deep down I know that this is what I deserve.

"What do you think?" His voice brings me back to reality where he's standing in front of me, hanger in his hand. I look up at him nervously and say, "Well, I'm definitely not going to be doing any sitting tomorrow." He smirks and nods in agreement. He takes me down from the countertop and has me bend over against the sink. I make sure to perk my ass up for him, after all, I got myself into this mess and I need to complete my punishment accordingly. I turn back to look at him as he begins unzipping his pants. His bulge is definitely showing now. I can't imagine how hard he must've gotten from spanking me so hard. He pulls his hard, thick, veiny cock out and instantly my pussy throbs. I need it, I think to myself. I want to feel it pressed against my clit, eagerly making its way to my hungry hole. Instead, he pushes the tip lightly against my ass.

"Umph, please daddy, not there! I'm not ready yet!" I exclaim before he decides to go any further. He pulls my hair, causing my head to move back and now we're staring at each other. "You weren't supposed to touch your pussy. Now, you're going to tell me you're not ready for me to play with your ass? Since you were disobedient, I get to do WHATEVER I want to you now. Understand?" He stares at me intensely, waiting for me to nod in agreement. I simply give him a submissive look and he instantly knows I won't stop him again.

He lets go of my hair and my neck is relieved of the tension. My face flat on the counter, I arch my back, and spread my ass for him. "Now, that's a very good girl. No more fighting back, just help me have access to your holes like you're doing now baby girl." I shake my ass for him and he grunts, "Oh Carly, you're too tempting!" He says as he puts his entire face in my pussy, taking a deep breath of my abused pussy and ass. He stands up and takes the hanger in his hand. This time I feel the snap hit against my clit and am overcome by a strong feeling of pain and pleasure mixed together. He pats my ass gently and says, "There there. These last 8 spanks are going to be very fast and hard, Carly. I want to see just how red I can get this ass. Don't forget to continue counting!"

13, 14, 15, with each spank my pussy throbs more and more. Hungrily begging for attention and love from Derek but knowing I won't get that today. My nipples are hard against the cold sink and in the mirror I can see myself panting as he rubs my ass after each spank. My breath and our body heat, fogging up the mirror. 16, 17, 18, 19, now he's only using the hanger. I feel it's rounded, metal edges against my soft, bruised ass. The metal feels cool in comparison to my burning hot skin. It's probably so red now, I think to myself. And as if he read my mind, Derek takes me off the counter and stands me in front of the mirror. "Before I reach 20, I have to get a picture of this ass baby! I don't think I've ever spanked it this hard and you've done such a good job!" I sheepishly look up at him and he says, "Don't you think so?" I nod as tears fill my eyes.

"I have done a good job, Daddy. And I'm sorry I disobeyed you." He kisses my forehead softly before taking a picture of my ass. He stares at the picture for a second and licks his lips. "Oh I'm definitely going to nut to this picture later!" He exclaims as he takes the hanger in hand for a last time. I hide my face in a towel and arch my back for him. I know this last one is going to be the worst one yet. I feel the sweeping motion in the air, followed by a loud whip against my ass. I yell in pain, shoving the towel in my mouth to muffle the sound. He laughs at my reaction and uses his cock to feel my wet cunt. The pressure against my clit feels incredible but I know the worst part of the punishment is coming.

"Well, Carly, ready to get dressed? Want to go get dinner, maybe watch a movie?" He smiles knowing it's not what I want at all. "You didn't think you'd be cumming for a second time tonight, did you?" He whispers in my ear. I shake my head in disappointment and he continues, "Good girl! Now you know what happens when you disobey me. Don't forget how hot and red your ass feels now and remember it next time your pussy is begging to be touched on a Friday."