Perverts 'R' Us

Grandson Carl's Response

By Grade School Nurse ( S/M, spank )

44, SWF, voluptuous, love basketball, football, movies, dining out. Looking for LTR with old-fashioned guy with sense of humor, kind, and gentle, who believes women belong at home being obedient and submissive, but will be firm about misbehavior, can discipline in various ways, but will always include a bare butt blistering.

Dear Little Sweetheart with the Big Bare Butt,

You sound like the kind of girl who spent a lot of time over daddy's knee with your frilly Shirley Temple dress hiked up in back and your pink silk, white-trimmed panties hauled down to half-mast. Does asking you questions like this bring a blush to your cheeks? I mean your front cheeks. I know that your daddy put a lot of "blush" into your back, your hinder cheeks.

I am a 55-year-old married man and an industrial arts instructor and football coach at a high school in Jersey, but I don't spend too much time at home anymore because my daughters are grown up and so many naughty little girls need the undivided attention to their beautiful big butts that only the burning hot day glow neon pink handprint of a daddy's hard palm on their bare hinders can satisfy. By naughty little girls, I mean the sisters of the young fuckers on my team, which deserves some explaining.

Being a very close and perceptive observer of human nature and particularly of what a father will do to get his son on the team, over the years I have developed a system whereby I question them pretty close on just how they feel about spanking when it comes to their daughters and don't they agree that every naughty little girl needs to spend a whole lot of time over daddy's lap with her dress hiked up in back and her panties hauled down to half mast while he "takes care of business, puts a little heat to the seat" so to speak, and spanks her big bare ass 'til it glows like a red traffic light and swells up like buns in an oven.

Just a little questioning and I am confirmed in what I already knew from the type of guy he is, his job, his sports interests and political and social opinions, and so on and so forth. I can peg a guy pretty well and I know almost immediately the ones who spank their daughters and the wimps who don't. And just like when I grew up, with the boys your dad just laughed it off when you got into trouble or at the most he would grab you by the nape of the neck and plow your head into the wall.

With the girls, though, it was a whole other ball of wax. It was a good thirty minutes in the corner with her face to the wall and then over his lap with her panties pulled down and her hinder four sheets to the wind and his hard right hand coming down in slow, well spaced and expertly aimed red hot stinging swats like hellfire onto her big beautiful bare naked buttocks.

Just to give you an example of how easy it is. Last year there was this big-assed sweetheart in the tenth grade whose big brother was really far short of what I wanted on the team. His dad badly wanted him to play though and he had been after me to fit him in. I had been putting him off just to play hard to get 'cause I knew if I held out long enough he would cave. I asked him a lot of questions about his family life and we finally got down to the main subject. He told me his wife had been spanking little Debbie on a regular basis ever since she was three. And this would always happen right in front of her dad and brothers. When Debbie turned twelve her daddy took over and instead of mom's old fashioned 1935 model deluxe oval faced hardwood Brava hairbrush it was Chuck's hard right palm that was decorating poor little Debbie's big bare butt. And just like all fathers when they are spanking their daughters on the bare rear end they know just how bad it hurts their asses cause after a while it starts to hurt their hands!

Well I finally got up enough nerve to put the question and I asked him how important it was for Billy to be on the team. He said it was really, really important. Then I just hemmed and hawed and let him sweat it out and finally I told him I might be able to fit him in if another kid dropped off. He said great and he was so grateful and then I dropped the bomb. I told him he would have to do something for me. He looked at me funny and asked what it was. I told him he had to bring Debbie in for a "little spanking" on Sundays. He pretended to be really shocked and I said why not? He and his sons would watch his wife do it. And when she was older he would do it himself right in front of her brothers. So what's the big deal? After a little pretending to be offended and arguing he finally agreed. I told him his son would make the team when Debbie was over his lap in my office at school.

Debbie is the most darling little thing you ever saw. But there's one part of her that's out of sight. I mean her nice big booty. Our girls wear uniforms and she really fills out her short red and black plaid in the back and I have noticed for a long time how she turns the heads of the jocks when she walks down the halls. She shakes it real nice and then looks around at them with a big grin on her face. I asked her once if her daddy spanks her and she blushed and said none of my business. I got the picture though.

Zero hour Sunday Chuck Miller comes in with his son Josh and Debbie. She's wearing her school clothes. I tell Josh to wait outside but leave the door ajar. We go into my office. I have got a glass-doored case in my office which I always keep locked and it has got a blind that I pull down from inside. I made sure the blind was up when her daddy brought Debbie in. The first thing she saw was the nice big 18"x3"x1.5" hard oak ruler laying there on the middle shelf. She took one look at it and blushed scarlet to the hair roots.

Not wanting to hurry it, we sit down and I talk a long time to her dad about Debbie and how she's anything but ladylike the way she sashays down the halls with the jocks behind her burning holes into the high set protruding seat of her uniform with their eyes and does she realize the effect this has on them and does he ever give her a good spanking. She's obviously mortified but you can see a little excitement rising in her. Finally I point to a chair next to the case and tell Chuck to sit down there. Then I tell Debbie to go over and do what she does for dad. She's whimpering now but she does it. She lies down over her dad's lap.

Dad seems to know what he's doing, 'cause he right away pulls her skirt up from behind and you can see this big chubby ass sticking up in her tight stretched pink white trimmed panties. I'm hyperventilating. Her big plump rump cheeks are straining out into her tight stretched pink silk panties and staring me right in the eye. I tell him to feel it. He starts caressing it and pinching it softly for a long time and finally I pull my chair up and start fondling and caressing and kneading and pinching her big butt through the panties. Her big beautiful hinder cheeks are arching to the touch underneath her tight stretched panties and my eyes are searing like laser beams into her plump pantied rear end for a long time before I bend down and start kissing it.

Josh is watching from behind the half open door. After a while I open the cabinet and take out the ruler. I roll my right sleeve way up to the biceps. I give her dad the signal and he grabs hold of the waistband of her panties with his thumb and forefinger and lifts his right leg up on the toes and reaches underneath and hauls her panties right straight down to "half-mast" so there is nothing in between the tails of her plaid schoolgirl flannel skirt which he has crumpled up to just above her waist and the broad expanse of her big bare-naked, alabaster-smooth, ivory-white, nicely-arched, deep-cleft, chubby round ass cheeks. He gets a real weird look on his face kind of in between a broad grin and a mean sneer and his eyes are just about popping out of his head as he starts caressing and gently pinching her big white ass cheeks. He runs the edge of his right hand slowly up and down in between her tight squeezed hinder cheeks with the air of someone who is used to doing it.

I tell her dad to pull her skirt up higher and her panties down a little lower and fall to kissing her big bare ass for a long time. Then I roll my sleeve up again and pick up the ruler. She's looking behind her up at her dad and then at me and Josh and she can see we are all grinning from ear to ear. She squeals to her dad, "Ohhhh, d-d-daddy! D-D-Don't l-let him d-do it! D-D-Don't l-let h-him d-do it!" with the hot tears streaming down her rosy front cheeks onto the floor. But she knows only too well from past experience that there is a better chance of an ice cube in hell not melting than that her daddy will lift a finger to prevent what he is very much looking forward to enjoying more than Monday night football! Finally I give her dad the signal to keep the "hot zone" clear and raise my right arm high above my head.

SPLAT!!!!! I send the first stinging swat at lightning speed right square dead center on the plumpest part of her ass right across the cheeks just outside of her tightly-squeezed pink immaculate asshole. She lets out a pitiful "W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh! ... O-O-O-O-O-Ohhhhhhhh! ... W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh!" like someone touched it with a hot iron.

You can see two hot day-glow neon pink circles the size of silver dollar pancakes right square over the middle of her ass cheeks. I start touching them gently with my finger, but it only makes them sting worse.

Her dad is giggling and saying "Wow! Oh, wow, Carl, that was a good one!" I just let it sink in for a while and poor little Debbie is bawling her head off and rubbing her ass and begging for mercy. I let Debbie bawl and rub her butt cheeks after each swat. It's fun to see. Then I raise my arm again. The next one lands sizzling hot just a fraction of an inch above the first.

SPLAT!!!!!! ... "W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh! ... O-O-O-O-O-Ohhhhhhhh! ... W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh!"

The third swat lands just above the last one. I wait about a minute. Her dad gives the signal this time, a little jerk downward with his index finger pointing to Debbie's lovely big bare naked rump. I raise my arm again. The next one is laid on with stinging speed that makes a loud crack an equal distance above the last one.

I grasp the ruler midway up its length and aim it so the next swat lands three inches of it at the opposite end square on the crest of her left ass cheek. SWAT!!! ... "W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh! ... O-O-O-O-O-Ohhhhhhhh! ... W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh!" The next swat lands with lightning speed on the crest of the right cheek.

SWAT!!! ... "W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh! ... O-O-O-O-O-Ohhhhhhhh! ... W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh!" The next one is laid like a glowing coal on the crest of the left cheek, the next on the right.

SWAT!!! ... "W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh! ... O-O-O-O-O-Ohhhhhhhh! ... W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh!" SWAT!!! ... "W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh! ... O-O-O-O-O-Ohhhhhhhh! ... W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh!"

The next several swats land right across the crests of both butt cheeks where you can see an angry pink welt rising. SPLAT!!!!!! ... SWAT!!! ... "W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh! ... O-O-O-O-O-Ohhhhhhhh! ... W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh! SWAT!!! ... "W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh! ... O-O-O-O-O-Ohhhhhhhh! ... W-W-W-W-W-Whaaaaaahhhhhh!"

Each swat of the ruler sends daddy into raucous laughter and brings comments on the action. "Ohhhhhh, direct hit! Direct hit! ... Ohhhhhh, you aced it that time, Carl! ... Ohhhhhh, buddy, you burned it with a blow torch that time! ... Ohhhhhh, man, you sure tore up some little girl's ass that time! ... Ohhhhhh, dead center on target! You have got that naughty little girl's ass in your cross hairs perfect that time, buddy!"

After another good ten or twelve of these, little Debbie's big bare ass is a glowing hot pink and my arm is tired. I put the ruler down and gesture to Chuck to let Debbie go on with her rubbing now. I say "Chuck, I think your son is going to make the team."

Let me know what you think of all this, sweetheart. Is it just like the good old days? I sure hope so. I want to hear all about your dear daddy spanking your big bare ass to a fare-thee-well. And I'd sure love to go into greater detail about all the other naughty little girls whose big beautiful asses got burned so their brothers could make the team. So let me know. Okay, hon?

Carl Bohmert