There's a girl’s trip in the works. All the girls have planned and plotted for months. Everything must work out just right for them to be able to talk the guys into this trip. All is on track until Allie, of all people, lands in hot water. Cassie and Sue do their best to help her out and keep the hope of the trip alive too.
Behaving is always a struggle for Cassie. She does try but, unfortunately, there are situations–completely beyond her control, at least in her eyes, that keep landing her on the wrong side of Tom’s spanking hand. As Cassie continues to end up in trouble, there are some interesting new friends, maybe a little rougher than Tom would want her associating with, who want to help her too. . .
Tom wasn’t extremely angry – but he’s adamant about that darn phone. And he didn’t waste any more time as he unsnapped my jeans and pulling me across his lap. How many times has Tom spanked me? Yet that first swat makes me jump every time, he starts out too hard. He spanked steadily until I was stinging all over.
“Owww, Tom, that’s enough. Stop now,” I hissed. I certainly didn’t want to be loud. Sound-proof or not, I was worried about Lily hearing something. Tom was unaffected and he hadn’t even started talking. Tom reached to pull down my panties, but I grabbed at them whispering, “No, no!”
“Girl, what’s gotten into you?” Tom wanted to know.
It was hard to explain, but I could just feel Lily peeping through the keyhole – highly unlikely, since we don’t have a keyhole, but you know what I mean.
The feeling surely didn’t slow Tom much. I lost the panty fight quickly and he proceeded to redden every square centimeter of skin on my bottom and thighs. Big bully! He was talking, I wasn’t listening – sorry, I know that sounds awful, but I have heard the phone lecture before. I hadn’t left it on purpose. And although I’ve heard him say that a stinging bottom helps me listen better, it can have the opposite effect. My owwwing can drown out his words.
I still live in the small southern town where I was born. I’m happily married and now that we have two grown children we’re learning to love the empty nest. Next year will see the end of a long and satisfying teaching career and I’m anxious to spend more time writing. I didn’t grow up with the desire to be a writer, but I did love to daydream. As a child, I spent most of my spare time, and quite a bit of time when I should have been doing schoolwork, either reading or making up stories. I was actually quite young when Cassie wandered into my head and began telling me her story. I’ve always been drawn to spanking stories, but I need a true love story with it. That’s how I see Cassie and Tom – a true love story with spanking thrown in.
Author page: https://www.amazon.com/PK-Corey/e/B00H9W9XB4