I was just getting back from a business trip, two days early. I'd been up for around thirty six hours and I was beat and intending to hit my bed as soon as I got home.
My first surprise was to find that several lights were on in the house. I'd have sworn that I'd turned them off before I left, not that I was going to worry about it right at that moment. My second surprise was sprung on me as I walked down the hallway towards the master bedroom.
A very attractive redhead stepped out of the bathroom and into the hallway, just in front of me. A natural redhead as I could tell by the little landing strip she displayed, what with no clothes interfering with the view.
I was dead tired, not dead, so I immediately came to a halt and looked and admired. I didn't have any time to do anything else as things escalated, going out of control instantly.
The redhead screamed. Two other girls miraculously appeared in the hallway (dressed) and also screamed. Then the three of them attacked, still screaming.
Dead beat I may have been but I was still just over six foot tall, weighed in the vicinity of two hundred pounds, and strong enough to lift a car. (Providing it was a small car. A very small car.) Dead tired I may have been but I way outmatched three girls of around nineteen, twenty. I simply spread my arms wide and gathered the girls together, pushing them to the floor in a wriggling, screaming, swearing heap, quite easily holding them pinned. By a stroke of fortune the naked redhead was on top of the pile which made it fun to hold them down.
"Trespassing and assault," I said. "Shame on you."
"Us?" screamed one of the girls. "You're the one trespassing and assaulting us."
"Me?" I asked in some surprise. "I was simply walking down my hallway in my house, going to my bedroom, when the three of you appeared out of nowhere and attacked me. Where does my trespass and assault come in?"
"This is our place for the next couple of days. We hired it and paid in advance. You'll have to leave."
"You may have hired it but I didn't rent it out. Why would I when I expect to have to live here and sleep here?"
"We hired the house through Air-BnB. We have receipts."
"I don't give a damn. You've been duped. Swindled, cheated, conned, and other similar words. In other words you've been had."
I glared at the girls who were all protesting that they were in the right and I was lying.
"Just be quiet and listen," I snapped, surprised when they actually shut up. "Not being a monster I'm not going to toss you out into the cold night air right at this moment. I'm absolutely buggered and am going to bed. I'll be in the main bedroom. You lot can use the use the spare bedrooms for the night and we can discuss things tomorrow. Don't wake me in the morning as it will not go well with whoever is so foolish."
The girls were disagreeing with this solution and looking somewhat nervous. I decided to reassure them.
"Don't worry. I'm too tired to do anything but sleep. Even this can't tempt me to carnal behaviour." I patted the redhead's bottom, getting a strange curse for my audacity. "Actually, it can tempt me but I'm just too tired to follow through with some rape or seduction. We can discuss that tomorrow, as well."
I got to my feet and continued on to my room. Seeing female type apparel in the room I called back to the girls.
"Someone might like to remove their things while I'm in the bathroom," I called and entered the en suite.
My main reason for hitting the en suite was because I had a first aid kit there. It seemed I'd collected a number of scratches, all minor, and one nasty bite. I silently congratulated the girls on being willing to fight dirty in an emergency, treated my wounds, returned to the bedroom and hit the bed. I was asleep within a minute or two.
I woke up twelve hours later. After I showered and dressed I headed to the kitchen. I was starving. The girls were in the kitchen, waiting. I held up a hand.
"First things first," I told them, "and as far as I'm concerned breakfast and coffee are first, so if you'll excuse me while I attend to that you can spend your time gathering the facts as you know them and put them down on paper. You'll find a pad and pen in that drawer."
I made and enjoyed my breakfast and then turned to the girls.
"So what have you come up with?"
They produced their sheet of paper and went over it with me. Basically it boiled down to them seeing an ad on AirBnB letting my house for the long weekend. They'd pounced and scored the prize. A bit of prodding for details showed that the ad had been put up almost as soon as I was walking out the door. Someone had taken a chance and scored.
I explained that they'd been duped and the house had never been legitimately put up as an AirBnB rental.
"However, since you only intended staying for the next couple of days I'll let you stay. Let me have any details you can remember about the person you dealt with and I'll arrange to have it followed up."
I could count on one hand the number of people who knew I was making that business trip, expecting me to be gone for the whole weekend. If I had to make a wild guess I knew who I'd blame. Fortunately I wouldn't need to make a wild guess. All I'd have to do is have some people in IT follow it up. I was willing to bet they'd trace the ad to a computer within my offices. Then I'd take steps to recover the girl's money and fire the son-of-a-bitch.
The girls made themselves scarce, down at the beach was my guess, and I had a pleasant day. That evening I offered to buy pizza for dinner and they accepted. I was still getting a few nervous looks but I was on my best behaviour, playing the part of the amiable and charming gentleman that I am.
Another peaceful night and I arose at a more normal hour, my sleep finally caught up on. Jenny, the redhead, was the only one in the kitchen. She chatted away as I had breakfast.
"The others are already down at the beach," she informed me. "I slept in and I'll be joining them in a while. Um, what's wrong with your arm?"
She'd spotted the dressing that covered the bite mark.
"A war wound," I told her.
"A war wound? When were you in a war? Where was it?"
"Right here two days ago. Don't you remember the big fight? I tangled with two cats and a vampire. A terrible battle."
Her face was bright red and she glared at me.
"We apologised for that." They had? I didn't remember any apologies rolling in my direction.
"Anyway, what do you mean by a vampire? The cats I can understand, what with the scratching we did, but vampire?"
"The scratches were very mild," I admitted. "I noticed that you all have rather short nails, thank god. The vampire was because someone sank their fangs in, trying to drink my blood." I lightly tapped the dressing at that point. "They were fortunate that I was so totally spent at the time or that young lady would have found herself across my knee getting spanked. Biting is a no-no."
"You don't intend to ask who it was and punish them now?"
"No. It's something I'd do straight away or not at all. Like I said, someone was fortunate."
"Oh." She looked slightly shifty for a moment and I made a guess as to who the biter had been. Well, not a guess but confirmation. I'd noticed that the biter was naked. I could understand her doing that. I mean, naked and fighting an unknown man and probably terrified. And angry - she was a redhead.
"Well," she said after a short pause, "I'll let the others know. They'll be relieved."
"Really? Why would they be relieved? It's not as though they're the apprentice vampire."
A bright red face and a guilty look. Also an angry look.
"You knew?" she accused.
"It was fairly obvious. They had clothes on. The biter just had a lot of skin on display. Very attractive skin, I'll admit."
She threw her hands in the air and didn't say anything, just stood there giving me a cold look.
"Stop laughing at me," she demanded.
"Well, if you'd just start laughing as well I'd be laughing with you, not at you."
"It's not funny."
"It is from where I stand."
"You're not standing. You're sitting."
I didn't say anything, just sat there smiling. She calmed down after a few moments, still giving me some odd looks. It turned out that she couldn't leave the subject alone.
"Would you really have spanked me if you hadn't been so tired?"
"Certainly. You'd have been safe enough. The other girls being there would have ensured that things didn't get out of hand."
"Oh. Ah, don't you think that they would have tried to stop you?"
"Not really. Once I made it clear that I was only spanking you they'd have opted out in case I changed my mind and wanted to spank them too. They'd have stood back and sympathized and secretly enjoyed the spectacle."
"They would not!" A pause and then a very uncertain, "Um, I guess they might have at that."
"Why would you spank a girl anyway? Why would a girl permit herself to be spanked?"
"The answer to your first question is simple. Discipline. You bit me. The second question? A variety of reasons. If it's consensual then they're accepting it as discipline, curiosity maybe, interesting foreplay, they're into S&M. It all depends on the girl. Ask your friends and see what they say. They may have had spankings from boyfriends."
"Curiosity? You mean that a girl might ask to be spanked just to see what it was like? You have to be kidding."
"Or the boyfriend might suggest it and the girl goes along. As long as you're clear as to the limits it might be enjoyable. A feeling of helplessness before your master can be quite erotic."
