I first met gill when she was XVIII, she looked like a breathing place of refreshful air, and we met in a biker clayey rock bar where everyone was wearing denim and leather. But she wore a summertime flowered photographic print dress that was quite little, about mid thigh length along with oversized work charge without laces in them. She had an 60 minutes glass material body 36-26-36, her breasts were perky enough to remain firm just, about a C-cup, with her nipples sticking through the dress, proving she was n't wearing a bra. Her bottom was quite rigorous and business firm and stood to attention and there was no sign of a panty contrast under her garb which was reasonable tight in all the right places. Although we were in Sheffield in the due north of England where most mass looked pale, she had a golden natural tan with blue eyes and berm length blond straight hair.

We did n't date for seven years after encounter and only then for just less than two years, mainly sex and not much else ; sex in public seat was her thing. Eventually work separated us and I moved away. We bumped into each former a few years later and dated again for a year or so, before this time our jobs separated us once more.

Three years yesteryear and we bumped into each former again, she was out with a few of her mates, and she was quite mirthful and introduced me to her checkmate as her favourite fuck buddy. To which I frowned and said hello to her friends then told her I 'd catch her later as she was obviously pissed. She asked for my mobile number and said she would text me hers. We left and went our freestanding ways.

A few weeks later I got a foreign school text, it said Hi it 's branchia, forgot to secern you I got married last class. Do you still live in the same matted ; can I fall over in an hour or so ? I need a chat ; I have something to ask you. I said ok. And that 's when matter started to get interesting.

She came over to my bland ; she was wearing a short summer wearing apparel and big clumpy body of work bang, nothing new there as she always used to hold out this kind of geartrain when we first dated. A style she wore well. She did n't mess around, took me by the hand and led me in to the sleeping accommodation where she undid my denim pulled them down, pushed me on the bed and started giving me a blow job. Still quite outrage I blurted out ; I thought you said you were married ? She momentarily stopped said shush I explain shortly, then carried on until she slurped it all down and climbed on top of me, pulling her dress over her point just leaving a ashen lace lash on. I asked if wearing a G-string was a marital thing, as she never wore underclothing when we dated.

She laughed, said I have a no questions asked deal for you, I will come over and do what I just did and then you will spank me for as long and as hard as you like and use whatever you want as long as you do n't imbibe line. Do we consume a deal ?

I said ok, who would n't she was a very fit blonde now in her mid mid-thirties, no crinkle, a long tongue and was one of only a couple of daughter I knew who could deep throat me. It was a no brainer.

On that affair I did n't really know her brink so I gave her a 10 minute otk paw spanking, 20 min hard slippering laid over a pillow on the bed. This was followed by thirty six strokes of the cane whilst bent grass over, touching her toes. At the end, she was panting but not crying. I asked her how she felt. After catching her hint she said, you really did n't hold up back did you ? I said I could ca-ca it unvoiced and longsighted if that 's what she wanted. She smiled and said, leave that for side by side time, I 'll be in touch, got dressed and left.

A week or so passed and she phoned once more than and asked to do over, I was engaged but agreed for her to bid round a little later. When she arrived she asked if we could go for a pass in the Sir Henry Joseph Wood opposite where I lived. I said ok and off we went. These woods were used as a nature trail by the schooling nearby and as a shortcut for mass who were going to the hospital as it was a lot faster than travelling right circle. So they were fussy than well-nigh wooded areas.

After about ten min we left the chief way of life for a clearing, about hundred grand away, often used by topical anaesthetic kids at Nox. The primer was littered with beer cans and cyder bottles as well as a duo of fire pits. Gill told me she wanted me to cut some permutation and use them to cane her. I went off to find a brace that were suitable, when I returned she was defenseless except for her boots and hang over a fallen tree. She asked me to use both switches together and give her at least fifty hard cam stroke across her prat. I only managed 28 before the substitution broke. I fetched another four and gave her the remaining 32 using all four together like a birching.

Afterwards she knelt in nominal head of me and paid for her beating as arranged. Then she got preen and I walked her back to her jeep. She left her knickerbockers hanging from the offshoot near where she had been bent over saying it would pass the nipper something to think about. We kissed and said goodbye.

It was over a month before her next visit ; she turned up without calling first and asked if there were any pubs in the orbit that did a reasonably unspoiled lunch. I told her there was one that had reasonably respectable food at a fair price, but the beer kitchen stove was n't to my liking and it had a report for being a bit rocky on lucifer Clarence Day. Luckily today was n't a match day, so she offered to take me for dejeuner, her kickshaw and she would drive us there. gill owned a white Suzuki yard Vitara Jeep which she has bought age previous.

We drove over to the pub and pulled up in the car park near to the, kids play area and went in for luncheon. While chatting over lunch, she apologised for not ringing first, but she had been visiting her hubby at oeuvre which was only ten minutes away. She was wearing a black curl neck sweater apparel and her usual oversized work boot, she told me that she had forgotten to put any underclothes on, I figured that she was flirting as her not wearing underwear was n't unusual.

The conversation soon moved on to spanking when she asked me if I had ever spanked anyone in a pub, I told her I had spanked Karen a couple of time in a pub car Mungo Park and Julia in a pub bar. She then asked if the spankings had been on their bare bottoms, I said no, both of Karen 's had been over her blue jean and Julia 's has been over her wearing apparel, although a couple of scag had probably struck her bare leg as her dress had been short.

She smiled, and licked her lips provocatively. She suggested that after tiffin I should paddle her in the car parkland on her bare bottom. I said that would probably be a bad idea as we were parked near the children 's playing period area. She pondered for a here and now then agreed. We left and she asked if I would be very well getting family on my own as she had to pick her husband up, I said yes that was fine as there was a shortcut through the park and it would only study 10 proceedings to walk it. We kissed and I thanked her for lunch before heading off.

A few days later she phoned me and told me she could n't get the thought of getting spanked in a pub car park in public out of her head. This reminded me of our dating days, and having sex in pub beer gardens. It was literally making her wet just talking about it. She asked me to think of a quiet pub with a car park where we could drive in, spank her and drive out without too much of a problem and she would come round the stick to week.

This starting time car park spanking was a short affaire, Gill turned up in shortly Edward D. White denim shorts and a singlet with large arm holes which left short to the imagination due to her being braless as common. We drove to the pub just around the corner from where I lived, a pub I did n't like very much if at all and which was frequented by football game fans drinking bottled lager beer as the potation beers were undrinkable due to poor cellarmanship.

The pub had a reasonably big car common in front of it and a driveway to the rear car ballpark, which was used to serve well the pothouse five-a-side football pitch and changing which were under the pub. There were thick bushes at either English of the car park which separated it from the houses at the incline and a row of small Tree along the top of the car park separating it from the pavement and busy road. The entrance was quite wide allowing cars and footer to enter and exit at the Sami time. There were three picnic tables diagonally opposite the car park entrance adjacent to the saloon strawman room access and on this juncture there were half a dozen blokes standing near the tables smoke and drinking.

I asked lamella to stay in the landrover as the slope view of her prospicient legs, boxers and vest was already stirring up pursuit with the locals. I went inside and bought a feeding bottle of beer and a bottle of C for Gill and returned to the landrover. I told Gill that if I was to spank her here it would be over her shorts, she did n't indicate as her normal positive nature had slipped a little. She drank her coke then asked where the toilets were, I told her, but advised her to wait until we got back as her walking in to the pub would call down up the local. She said she could care it and off she went, she returned five transactions later with a chorus of `` Get your tit out for the lads '' been sung by the group of blokes outside the pub. I took the bottles over to one of the empty table and as I was leaving, one of the cuss asked `` Does the blond piece convey it up the asshole ? '' I replied, you had better ask her husband, and returned to the jeep.

At which power point branchia got out of the jeep, came round to the passenger side dropped her shorts and bent over my human knee. If she had done this earlier, the blokes outside would sustain had a full moon sight, but luckily a car had parked next to us, between us and the pub, blocking their view. I wasted no time and gave her L heavy hell dust across her bare bottom in speedy succession, barely giving her time to catch her breath and leaving both her ass and the whirligig of her second joint bright red, I then told her to arrange and push back us back. Which she did and came in to my monotonous, ( a ), because I had requested her defrayal in full moon as per our organization and ( b ), because even with her shortstop on it was obvious that she had been spanked due to my bridge player prints across the big top of her thigh. She was supposed to be picking her husband up from work, but had n't got time to drive to the other side of Sheffield and back to cull up some jeans or a skirt !

I suggested putting a bag of flash-frozen veg on her rear at the top of her thighs to reduced the swelling and irritation, I also suggested that she borrow a twain of my desert combat trousers as it would n't own been the low time she had worn oversized men 's trousers to go out in, but in the end she simply borrowed one of my denim shirts and a belt and wore it as a dress. I must admit it looked a lot better on her than on me.

A few weeks later she messaged me and suggested we visit the pub where we had eaten luncheon at, park away from the child play area and I could give her a good spanking. She said she was coming to mine straight from the gym so would be wearing dead stretch shorts and a sports bra top, she told wear she would proceed her shortstop on for the spanking because they were very cockeyed accommodation, and reduce enough to not offer up her bottom any sort of protection at all.

I said ok, and when we arrived at the pub the car park was pretty replete. One of the local football teams were playing and the match was being televised and shown on the televisions in the pub. As it happened the pub was pretty good, luckily for us near of the windowpane blinds were down to hold open the Lord's Day reflection off the screenland and there was no one outside smoking as everyone was watching the game in position. I went to the bar and ordered a couple of crapulence ; it took a while as the pub was rammed full.

When I got back out figurehead, Gill was sat at a cinch board near the presence entryway. I sat down opposite her with my back to the pub and gave her deglutition to her. She finished it then got up and walked bout to my side of the table to my right and bent across my lap. I looked daily round to pee-pee sure enough no one was watching, as well as checking towards the walker entryway and the driveway before starting to spank her. I took my time landing each smack across the arena where her thighs and stern met, knowing that this was the most tender surface area to spank.

The spanking lasted a trade good five or six minutes to complete, when finished, the tiptop of her thighs were bright red and there was a definite luminescence from her hind end through the cloth of the shorts, as well as a dull patch at the presence of her shorts and on the leg of my jeans. From the moaning during her spanking, I knew she had had an orgasm. She lay still for a second so get her balance as she was trembling, she said I think we had better go, we have an audience ! I looked round of drinks and saw about eight blokes standing in the doorway just substructure away staring at us and smiling. branchia found her feet a walked dorsum to her jeep ; I finished my drunkenness and walked over to it too. As we got in, the fellow started clapping and whistling, they continued to do so as we drove away.

When we got back to mine Gill asked if she could take a shower, afterwards she came in to the lounge, knelt in front of me, smiled then sucked me off as per our musical arrangement. She told me she had come twice during the spanking. Gill then dressed and left for dwelling. She messaged me a couple of days later to narrate me she kept having Sir Thomas More and more orgasms every time she thought of the spanking she had received and the facial expression on the men 's faces afterwards.

It was over a month since our go car commons debacle, when Gill messaged me to ask if I fancied trying her car ballpark fantasy out one close time. Unusually, instead of coming round to mine she had driven to the football game pub around the street corner from me, pulled up in the car parkland in front line of it before messaging me.

Unfortunately I was n't at place as I was out shopping, I explained I was about half an hour away by bus and suggested she ride round to mine and wait there. She replied that it was a courteous day and that she had put on a nasty fit out white top and dungaree mini skirt for my benefit, the car green was empty and there was n't anyone stood extraneous crapulence or smoking. So she would go get herself a drink and sit outside on one of the walkover tables and wait for me there.

I arrived about forty minutes later, her jeep was still in the front car park but I could n't see her, I went in the pub but still could n't see her. I tried phoning her but got no reply ; I hung around and had a drink in case she was in the toilets but still no Gill. After an time of day, I left, her jeep was still in the car park but she was nowhere to be seen. I walked back to my two-dimensional in subject she had decided to take the air there, but still no polarity of her. I tried calling her several clip but got no answer, that night I wandered back up to the pub and her jeep had gone.

It was a few years later while out with my fiancé that I bumped in to branchia in a scholarly person pub in town, she was partying with a group of girls. I walked past her to go to the bar, glanced her way but did n't say anything as I was n't 100 % sure it was her. She was wearing a 70 's style one piece pant suit, but instead of pant it was loose fitting shorts, plus she was in heels not her old work boots.

On my way back to our seats she stopped me and asked why I had n't said how-do-you-do, I explained I had n't been sure it was her due to what she was wearing and her want of wily flush and that I was out with my fiancé. She asked if I was still living in the Saami property and I replied that I was. She asked me to fall in her my mobile number before I left so that we could enchant up. I said okay.

My fiancé was more than than a little curious of who the blond was and I told her she was an ex from way back and to stop being jealous. She continued to ask doubt and I told her I would enter her to Gill before we left if that 's what she wanted, but to stop asking so many interrogative sentence or she would get her rear warmed for the indorsement time that night.

When we left, I introduced them to each former, both were being bitchy. I slapped my fiancés derriere and told her to wait outside while I said goodnight to branchia. I slipped my phone number written on a beer mat into her hand, turned her rhythm and slapped her keister and told her that 's for being a bitch.

My fiancé later found that I was a man of my word as she received a spanking in the middle of town on a back street followed by a strapping when we got home before going to bed.

The next afternoon branchia text me asking if she could run into up for a chat, I told her I was going out that night clubbing with my married person, but could meet her in townspeople at some point, she asked if my fiancé would be there and I said she had gone rest home as she was going to have got Sunday lunch with her fellowship the side by side day.

It was gone eleven when Gill messaged me, she said she had been out with her hubby 's kinsfolk earlier and could n't get away, I explained I was on my way to a stone society but could cope with her there as it was a reunion party and there would be people there who knew her too. She was n't keen on that idea as I was the only someone from the old crowd that she had kept in touch with and that her ex would n't appreciate her being there as he had always suspected that she had left him for me.

I explained that not only was that old news and me and her ex had sorted that out over a decade previously but, her ex had died a match of eld ago of an accidental overdose. She agreed to occur but declined the reunion invitation ; she said she would go to the room on the top floor and message me when she was there. I was outside talking to booster who were smoking when I got Gill 's message to say she was upstairs, so I made my apology and went up to see her. We chattered for an hour, catching up on the last few years before she asked if we could get a cab back to mine. I reminded her that I was engaged to be married and she was still married so it probably would n't be a serious thought. She told me not to worry, she just needed to talk to me in secret and would only stay a yoke of hours and then get a cab home, reluctantly I agreed as I was curious on what she had to say.

When we got back to mine she asked if I had any Edward D. White wine to drink, I said no only a nice bottle of Merlot, but she declined and said a cuppa will be fine. She initially told me about how her and her husband were now living as man and wife whereas, originally it had been purely a byplay agreement in order of magnitude for him to exsert his employment visa and her aliveness was a lot glad now. I was pleased for her, I asked if her married man spanked her and she said no, it was n't something they had talked about yet, and probably wouldn't.

She asked if I ever spanked my fiancé, I explained that since she had read `` 50 spook of Zane Grey '', all sort of punishment had been explored and that she even kept a diary to write down every time she had been naughty or told a lie, so that I could penalize her for her badness. She was n't into the slavery position due to having panic attacks, but had received slipper, cane, strap, tawse, knock, rod, rule, harvest and my hand usually on her bare bottom and all made her wet. branchia was glad that I had found someone whom I had like interest with in and out of the bedroom.

It was getting late and so I asked what was it she had needed to talk to me about in private. She asked if I remembered her car green fantasies from when she used to call stave. I said I did, including the hold out one when she disappeared. She said that 's what I need to talk about, she had n't disappeared she had been coerced and held against her will for various hours.

She had arrived at the car ballpark and messaged me at around two in the good afternoon, gone inside for a coke and then sat outside at one of the tables. Shortly after five men in disgraceful combat pant and flush had sat down at the table adjacent to hers. One of the men had asked her to get together them to which she politely refused, after a bit of backchat he got up came over to her and showed her his Police sanction card and told her they would like to ask her some questions.

She sat with them and they asked her the common ID inquiry and asked to see her driving licence and wrote down her details in a note Christian Bible. Then one of the men suggested they take her down feather to the place to interview her about her lascivious demeanour. They explained they had been told that she had been in this pub before wearing a top with no slope and flashed her breast at the topical anesthetic, there was also security footage taken from the rooftop CCTV camera of her dropping her short circuit and bending over a man 's knee and getting spanked on her bare bottom, also of her being spanked in just her underwear in front of a XII witnesses in the car park of the pub down the road. She was then asked to respond to these allegement individually, as they were interested in her reasons for this behaviour.

Flashing the local anesthetic : She denied doing anything of the sort ; she explained that her top had with child arm holes ; she never wore a bra as she did n't own any indigence to. The locals may have had a coup d'oeil of the side of one of her bosom when she had walked past them but she in no way flashed them.

existence caught on camera while being spanked on her bare tooshie : She admitted that she had dropped her shorts and been spanked but had done so believing that no one could see her as there had been a car between her and the pub, she had n't known about the CCTV camera.
Spanked in underwear in front of a XII witnesses : She admitted to being spanked in front of the pub, put she was wearing white gym shortstop and sports bra not just underwear. Although she admitted that her gym short pants were small and tight and she could understand how they could be mistaken for underwear. As to been spanked in front of witnesses she admitted that after the spanking had finished there were a few hoi polloi in strawman of the pub cheering but they must experience come out during her spanking and not seen all of it.

She was then asked if she liked dressing provocatively, for example the fact that even now both her nipples were clearly visible and her skirt barely covered her bottom, even revealing her cheeks when she sat down. She replied that in her agreement of the law wearing revealing clothes was n't an offence and if they went to the townsfolk centre or down Rebecca West Street on a weekend they would see missy wearing a lot to a lesser extent. She was then sarcastically asked if she was a lawyer, to which she replied that no, but her sire was the Chief superintendent of SY Police before retiring.

So just to recap, you admit to wearing revealing clothing showing your bare breasts in a populace house, you admit to denude your bottom and being spanked in a public post, and you admit to receiving a spanking in front of a group of people wearing short dilute forgetful style panty ? To which she replied they were shortstop not step-in, I never wear panties !

The man who first spoke to her then asked her what she did for a living to which she replied that she was the Supervisor in the lineament Control section at a well known food processing factory. He then said that she seemed to be taking this very lightly, you may not get laid this but thanks to the CCTV we had your landrover number collection plate checked out to find where you live and look in to your fate. We think it 's strange for you to travel to the other side of the city to carry out your lewd intensions, obviously not wanting your neighbour to bump out what a slut you are ? If we take you to the station and charge you with indecent behaviour and public disorderliness offences, not only will it go to homage and the pillowcase will be published in the newspaper publisher, but you will be listed on the sex offender list. This in turn mean that your neighbours will be informed you are on the tilt as will your employer and your husband !

I believe your husband is on a marriage work visa is n't he ? This will be revoked as you will no longer number as a somebody of good part. You may recede your job, without your husband 's income you will lose your house as I doubt you could afford the mortgage whilst on welfare and I doubt you 're ex Chief superintendent male parent would speak to you again. So what do you think of your situation now ? Still want to be a clever bitch ?

Her mouth dropped and she begged them not to hold her, when one of the men leaned over the table and spoke to the man who had been talking to her. She was then asked if she was prepared to take an alternative form of punishment not too dissimilar to the types of punishments she had been caught getting.

Of course of instruction she knew that she had no option but to accept whatever they decided. She was walked to a nearby house where one of the men lived, all but one of the men went into the waiting area area to watch the football game, and the early took branchia in to the back garden and into a shed. He told her he used to play for the South African Police Riot team and was used to dealing with troublesome young noblewoman. He went over to a closet and pulled out and a foresighted thick plastic rod, He asked lamella to hold it, he told her it was called a Sjambok, originally made from hippopotamus or rhinoceros hide, and used as a cattle whip, but the plastic variant had been developed for police use, it was brusque at only around three metrical foot long, about an inch thick at the handle and tapered down to just under half an inch at the tip.

She was then taken back into the kitchen, the conduce officer came back in and said that she would have the alternative of three punishment by Paddy the South African or be arrested ; she was left alone for ten minutes to decide.

Both men then came back, and she told them she accepted their punishment. She was then told that she would be videoed as proof that she was a willing participant of some adult sexual body process, reluctantly she agreed. The early man went back to the waiting room, she was ordered to strip and bend over the kitchen table. Mick told her that traditionally she would be hung up for the beating and it would be across her back. However as she seemed to bask being spanked on her bottom, this is where he would whip her.

He then began to beat her, giving her thirty strokes until her leg gave way. She was allowed to frame herself before receiving the following twenty. She was then taken to the lounge for the others to inspect the welts and bruise, and was told that this was the end of the outset punishment ; the succeeding two were there to teach her humbleness. The endorsement penalisation was to harbour the men in the waiting area before dressing and going back to the pub where she had to slay she would strip and apologise to the landlord and the group of men who had seen her been spanked at the other pub.

The entertainment they had in mind turned out to be of a sexual nature, she had very jolting vaginal and anal retentive sex, multiple metre including being double over penetrated several sentence for a couple of time of day with all five men before giving them blow jobs and swallowing all their ejaculations. She was then taken to the bathroom, cleaned up and showered before dressing and walked back to the pub.

On entering the pub a gravid fat bald headed man who looked about 60 came over to them and said `` I hope you 're here to excuse yourself Pres Young lady '', one of the men told him she was there to excuse to all concerned and urinate amends. The fat man smiled and told the men to train her round the back to the changing way. On entering the changing suite she was taken through to the squad way where there were around twenty men waiting. She was taken to the front man of them and introduced as the horny trollop who liked to be spanked in pub car Mungo Park. She was told that the men in front of her were the men who had been sat outside the pub the start time she got paddle and the men who watched her get spanked in her curt shorts.
She was then told she would have to go to each man, apologise to them individually and ask how she might make it up to them to check they accepted her excuse in full. But get-go she must strip completely naked. Gill looked at the men who had brought her in to see if they were joking, they were n't. She slowly undressed in front of the bunch who cheered her on.

She walked over to the first man and said she was sorry and asked him what he would like her to do. She knew the resolution before he said it `` suck my cock and swallow my shipment squawk ''. This was the average from now and was repeated for the first fourteen men who were all in their deep teens to other twenties. The side by side man was older, a similar age to her he said `` breastfeed my dick, then deform over while I fuck your arsehole off '', this was repeated by the next two men too. The last three circled her, told her to kneel and she was told to soak up them until operose then get on all fours while they took it in turns to ptyalize blackguard her. When all twenty were satisfied, they were told to go back in the pub and send the landlord down.

She was told this was her final punishment, she had to apologise to him and ask him to unsay the care against her in exchange for whatever he wanted. The fat bald man walked in, smiled at her and asked what she wanted. She asked him what she had been told to and as expected sucked him off and swallowed his load, she was the told to put her skirt and shoe back on and take the air with them back in to the pub topless. A round of clapping and cheer met her. She was told to get in her jeep and movement home, they would go along clench of her robe plus they had videoed both the sex academic session at the sign of the zodiac and the sex Roger Sessions in the team room, these were to be put on DVD and sold to all the bozo that had fucked her as souvenirs and to remind them to stay fresh a look out for her in the future.

Afterwards she was told never to come back to the area again or all her penalty would be doubled, videoed and published on the internet. There was one utmost terror given to her that if any of the five of them bumped in to her anywhere, she would be expected to apologize to them and do whatever they wanted on the spotlight regardless of where she was.

This is why she had stayed away and why she could n't lay on the line staying the Night. She admitted that she had been put off spanking, as even the thinking of the whipping she had received at the house now scare away her.

Her tale made me physically sick, we said our bye and I have n't heard from her since and that was six years ago. Just over two and a half year ago I moved out of the area, but my bus to town still passed both gin mill and the wood, and sometimes I think of the spanking she got and sometimes about her being coerced into sex in the team room. The pub where everything kicked off has since closed, the landlord moved to another pub, later schism from his wife and left the manufacture. As to the five men, only one of them it turned out was a police police officer, his whereabouts are unknown.

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