by Angela Stone
"Come on," said Finn brandishing the wooden-backed hairbrush that resided on his bedside table, "lets have some fun!" He looked hopefully across at his wife, Bella, who was laid in bed next to him.
"Noooooo," Bella whined in response. "It's too damn cold!" She snuggled herself deeper down into the duvet, seeking more warmth.
Finn sighed. He knew she was right, especially when his sigh turned the air in front of him cloudy, but he loved to play with his wife and knew how much she enjoyed his attentions too.
They both loved the big old rambling farmhouse that they had owned and lived in for the last five years. It was high up on the Yorkshire moors, the views were stunning, the neighbours were over a mile away and the peace and quiet was priceless. The only real problem was heating the place. The heating system was old and rickety, hardly worked and drank oil as though it were on commission from the government. If it was feeling generous the system would deign to heat some water to somewhere between tepid and warm but if not the water would run as stubbornly cold as it was when it was first dragged up from the well over the hill.
Sensing her loved one's disappointment Bella turned to look at Finn. "Well, you could always light us a nice fire tomorrow afternoon when you get home from work!"
This cheered Finn up no end so he snuggled up close to Bella and they both fell asleep.
Bella giggled with delight as she twirled round to enable Finn to remove her clothes. The room was toasty warm, the fire was glowing brightly and their two Ragdoll cats, Bill and Ben, were sprawled on top of the piano snoring gently.
Now quite naked, Bella stood near the fire, enjoying the warmth on her skin. Finn watched her with admiration. Bella was twenty-five, six years younger than he, and athletically built with strong limbs and a toned tummy. Her bottom was Finn's favourite part of her - well, after her lovely face with the sparkling green eyes and the auburn hair that framed her features - it was beautifully sculpted, shapely and toned but with a wobble that delighted Finn.
Finn sat in the middle of their four-seater sofa and beckoned his wife over to him. Bella sashayed playfully over and with no embarrassment at all threw herself over Finn's lap. She landed with her feet up on the sofa at one end, her head resting on a cushion at the other and her bottom at the highest point, nicely positioned across Finn's knees.
Finn smiled at her enthusiasm, lifting his right knee a little higher to perfect her position and then raising his hand he started to smack her bottom, one cheek then the other, lightly to start with, gradually building up the sting. He continued this for a few minutes, covering every inch of the bouncing bottom in front of him, watching the subtle colour change as he increased his efforts. Bella for her part made little noise and the small sounds that did escape her lips were those of pure enjoyment. It had been too long and they both knew it.
Crack! The unannounced change from hand to hairbrush did cause an 'ooo' to escape Bella's lips before she settled into the rhythm of the brush as it visited first one cheek then the other. The hairbrush had a deeper sting than Finn's hand and it took a minute or two to adjust to the new sensation but she soon did. Finn was watching his work, seeing the deeper red that he was now colouring her cheeks, enjoying the oval marks that emerged on her skin before merging with the next and the next...
Finn finished the hairbrush stage of Bella's spanking with ten sharp spanks to her sit-spots that had her sucking in her breath sharply. The hairbrush was tossed aside and Finn spent a few minutes rubbing the warm skin before him as Bella moaned softly in delight. Dragging himself back to the task in hand, Finn reached to his side where he had left Bella's favourite leather paddle. He rested the cool leather across her bottom, enjoying the shudder the cool leather elicited from his hot wife. The leather disappeared briefly before returning with venom to the target area. Again Bella tensed a little to start with but she soon settled into the familiar routine of stinging thwacks, from the now warm leather, drifting off into her own delicious sub-space.
There were several different types of spanking that occurred in the May household but this was the favourite kind for both of them. There was no rhyme nor reason to the spanking other than that they both wanted it. It wasn't even overtly sexual, although it did excite them both and sometimes ended with them joined together on the thick rug in front of the fire. Today however, once the paddle was finally discarded, the couple just snuggled up and enjoyed the warm glow - one of them from more than one end!
Now quite happy, sated and with a delightfully stingy backside, Bella started to doze off in Finn's arms. Finn too felt his eyes closing. Suddenly though he was dragged back to consciousness as Bella, with characteristic enthusiasm, leapt up from the sofa in excitement.
"What on earth..." Finn began.
"I have an idea," replied Bella, grinning from ear to ear. "I know how we can make some money to replace the heating..."
Mark raised an eyebrow questioningly, "You do?"
"Sure," Bella enthused. "We are going to do holidays for like-minded people... Spanking holidays!"
Four months later...
Bella rushed about frantically checking that everything was just perfect. After months of preparation - and waiting for some warmer weather - the first guests were due in just over an hour. Bella ran through the check list in her head one last time: bed... made; flowers and towels in room... check; spanking implements in wardrobe... yep, all present and correct! Now all she had to do was be patient, hmmm! Whilst waiting Bella read and re-read the application form that the couple had filled in. The guests, Jo and Adam, were a middle-aged couple, it was their second marriage and they enjoyed spanking in their relationship but with two teenage daughters and Jo's mother also living with them, their chances to indulge in their favoured pastime were few and far between. They had been ecstatic when they had spotted the advert for The Spanking Hotel on a well known spanking forum.
A hooting horn alerted Bella to the fact that her guests had arrived. Bella took a deep breath before rushing to greet them. She was happy with her first impressions of their guests, Adam and Jo seemed bright and bubbly and they loved the old farmhouse and surrounding area. Within five minutes the three of them were chatting like old friends. Bella had been nervous, more so because Finn was working until early evening, but now she was just pleased to have two new friends. She showed the couple to their room, explained the very few rules of conduct and told them to just enjoy themselves and not to be concerned about noise or other disturbances. She then left them to settle in, grinning when Adam gave Jo a not so gentle slap on her generous behind as she walked into the room before him.
That evening, with Finn now home, the four of them enjoyed a home-cooked meal together. The atmosphere was convivial and the conversation, as well as the wine, flowed freely. Once dinner was over there was a brief awkward moment where no one knew quite how to proceed. Finn stepped in with a jovial, "Well, if you would excuse us Bella and I have some tidying up to do and then I intend to take my wife to bed. Please do shout if you need anything and have a great night." Adam and Jo seemed pleased by his words and after they said their good-nights the couple left for their room, giggling like a couple of teenagers as they ran up the stairs.
Bella and Finn headed into the kitchen to wash up. Bella was quite overexcited about how well it was all going and soon started throwing bubbles at Finn and then started flicking him with a damp tea towel. Finn growled at her in mock anger but when she stuck her tongue out at him he decided on another method to calm her down a bit. He grabbed the biggest wooden spoon they had and chased his mischievous wife around the kitchen, soon catching her. He sat down on one of the kitchen chairs, dragged her unceremoniously over his lap, raised her skirt and walloped her backside until she was squealing, begging for mercy and promising good behaviour forEVER. Her blue panties soon had a nice red outline and Finn thought he could feel the heat rising from her sizzling skin as she kicked and lamented her fate. To an outsider this could have seemed harsh but Finn knew his wife, she would be back to being naughty in five minutes, so he felt no guilt. When he let her up Bella stood panting, rubbing her poor cheeks frantically but Finn could still see a glint in her eye and knew there would be more spanking later.
An hour later as they headed to bed, Bella and Finn heard some familiar sounds coming from the guest room. As they passed by Bella had to try not to giggle at a loud, "Owwwwwwww," from Jo, quickly followed by the sound of leather - a belt maybe - cracking down onto bare female flesh. Luckily the two rooms were at opposite ends of a long corridor and so privacy was guaranteed once they were all in their own rooms.
Inside the guest bedroom, Jo, naked as the day she was born, was stretched over a huge pile of pillows on the bed, clutching a pillow to her face to subdue her cries - she still felt a little self conscious at being in someone else's house - and Adam was stood over her wielding a heavy two-tailed tawse. He had methodically painted his wife's buttocks from top to bottom and was now heading a short way down her thighs before planning the return journey. Jo was making quite a fuss, as she often did, but Adam could see how she was moving her hips up to meet the strap before grinding herself into the pillows. He knew she was having a great time, he was really glad of this new hotel and could already see them becoming regular visitors.
Throwing aside the tawse once he re-reached the top of Jo's gloriously welted cheeks, Adam turned her over - noticing her wince as her bottom touched the cool sheets - and knowing she was more than ready, thrust himself into her. The night was after all still young...
Adam and Jo had been the very first customers at the spanking hotel and the ones Bella had liked the most. She often 'spoke' to them both on Facebook and the couple were planning to come back and be their very last guests before the hotel closed for the season. Meanwhile the guests just kept on coming...
Bella tried hard not to giggle when she saw her latest couple getting out of the car. The woman, Elaine, looked elegant and poised, dressed neatly but comfortably in trousers and a shirt but the man, Neil... well the sight was definitely nothing that Bella had ever seen before. He was dressed head to toe as an oversized schoolboy. Short grey pants, grey socks, black sensible shoes, a white shirt with a red and blue tie and a blazer slung over his shoulder. This all seemed rather incongruous with his slight beer belly and greying hair.
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