Janet went and got some cookies for them to share while she checked out the cashier. When she came back to the table, she said "I see what you mean. Why are you pointing it out to me?"
"I want you to get a couple of similar bras. While I love it when you don't wear a bra, I know you're more comfortable with support, but the bras you wear cover so much they might as well be shirts. I want to be able to see your nipples and most of your breasts when you're wearing a bra. If you can find bras that expose your nipples, I'd prefer those, but if not, lace that lets me see your nipples would be acceptable. Oh, one more thing, make sure they are comfortable for you to wear. I want you to want to wear them for me." Janet blushed, and agreed to look for the types of bras Jim described.
The next Tuesday, Janet was busy with a project at her job when the phone rang. As she picked it up, her boss and a couple of colleagues came into her office for a meeting. Before she had a chance to say anything, she heard "Aaarrrr! Be at my house tonight when I get home, same conditions as last time." Janet blushed as she realized he was telling her he wanted her naked and exposed while these other people were in her office. She stuttered "Ah--OK, see you tonight," and hung up. Needless to say, she was somewhat distracted during the meeting and throughout the rest of the day.
That evening, Janet was at Jim's house in plenty of time, although, as she nervously played her instructions over in her mind, she realized she had again failed to answer appropriately. This time, she knew she would be punished and she expected it to be harder than before because she'd already been punished for it once. Janet fretted over what to do, should she apologize as soon as Jim came in, should she try to ignore it in the hope he wouldn't punish her again, what should she do? Without thinking, Janet sat on the couch with her face in her hands until she heard Jim's key in the lock. She jumped and ran to her place on the carpet. The door swung open and Jim came in. He looked at her briefly, then sat on the couch, looked through his mail, and turned on the TV to watch the evening news.
At the first commercial break, Jim muted the TV and looked at Janet again. "Aaarrrr! I gave ye an order and ye've failed to carry it out. What 'ave ye got to say for yerself?" All this time, Janet had been kneeling with her head down as she contemplated her failure to give him the proper response. She looked up at him in time to see him stand and start toward the kitchen. "I'm sorry I didn't say Aye, Aye, Captain, but there were people in my office." Jim said "That's one, although methinks it's a poor excuse. Continue!" Janet looked at him uncomprehendingly as he continued toward the kitchen.
"Well?"
When Janet didn't say anything, Jim growled "Aaarrr! I gave ye an order to be naked and yer fully dressed. Do ye want to join me crew or not? On most ships, the punishment for mutiny is hangin' from the yardarms. This ship is different, but the punishment will be severe!" Janet shuddered as she thought what the punishment might be and stuttered as she tried to apologize "I-I-I'm s-s-sorry. I was so upset about not saying Aye, Aye, Captain and being punished for it that I forgot."
Jim replied "Well I didn't. Strip!" As Janet quickly pulled off her clothes, Jim went into the kitchen and returned with a long-handled wooden spoon and a tape measure. When Janet got back into position, Jim checked her distance from the door and said "Yer lucky! Ye got back into position in the right place. If ye hadn't, ye would have gotten five extra." Jim sat back down on the couch and called her to him. She rose slowly and walked over, knowing what was about to come.
Jim gestured for her to lie across his knees, and when she did, he said "Yer bein' punished for two transgressions. The first is yer failure to respond properly to the order I gave ye this afternoon and the second is for failing to be in the required position when I walked in the door. Since 10 strokes with me hand last week wasn't enough to remind you of the lesson, ye'll get 10 with the spoon for the improper response and another 10 for being dressed when I got here. As before, ye'll count and if ye lose count, we'll start over and do it till ye get it right. Got it?" Janet nodded. Jim said "I didn't hear ye. Did ye get it?" Janet replied "Aye, Captain."
"Good, now I want ye to kiss the spoon before we start and I'll want ye to thank me when we finish." Jim held the spoon down for Janet to kiss, and after she did, he began. Other than counting, Janet was quiet for the first five blows, but by the time Jim reached number eight, she hissed out her breath with each stroke. As Jim continued to swat her with the spoon, he varied the location, intensity, and timing of the blows so she couldn't predict where, when, or how hard each one would be. When he reached 10, he stopped and briefly massaged her buttocks. As she moaned and raised them against his hand, he slid a finger along her dripping slit and brushed her clitoris.
As she moaned and tried to back into his touch, he resumed with a sharp swat, causing her to cry out in both surprise and pain. He paused for a moment, waiting to see if she would forget to count, when she remembered and quickly said 11. As his swats reached 14, her ass had turned beet red and she tried to protect it with her hands. Jim grabbed both her hands with his left hand and held them as he continued spanking. By the time she counted the 20th swat, she was sobbing and tears were running down her cheeks. She struggled to get up, but Jim held her and said "I'll give you a choice: you need to be punished for trying to protect yourself with your hands. I can either give you two more swats on the butt, or you can hold out your hands and I'll swat each one on the knuckles. You decide." Janet briefly considered getting her knuckles rapped, but decided it would hurt far worse than two more on the ass.
After giving her the final two swats, Jim dropped the spoon and began gently massaging her aching rear. He squirted a big dollop of aloe vera lotion onto her butt and began gently, lovingly rubbing it in. The coolness of the lotion quenched her fire and his massage of her abused backside felt really good and Janet soon began moaning in pleasure. After a few moments of massaging her ass, Jim reached between her legs and traced her labia, then slid his finger across her clitoris. As she began moving her hips in rhythm with his fingers, he reached under the couch and pulled out a vibrator that he turned on and slipped into her vagina. Janet had never used a vibrator before, but she quickly found the stimulation pleasurable, particularly with Jim continuing to rub her clit. Two minutes later, she convulsed and screamed out her orgasm. Jim stopped rubbing her clit and turned down the vibrator but left it on, still in her.
As she came down from her high, still exposed and bent over Jim's knee, he started rubbing her ass again, making large circular motions with her gluteus muscles alternated by feather-light brushing of his finger over her skin. Janet moaned and pushed back against his hands as she started climbing back towards her earlier excitement. As he worked her butt and her excitement built, Jim turned up the vibrator and watched as she became more and more aroused.
As she started to near her peak, he squirted lube in her crack and began rubbing it around. Since Jim had rubbed aloe into her butt earlier, Janet didn't pay much attention to the slippery liquid Jim was rubbing into her or where he was rubbing it until he pressed a finger against her anus. She stiffened at the unexpected intrusion, but Jim softly told her to relax and let go. As he rubbed her clit with his other hand, she relaxed and his finger penetrated her. Slowly, he worked it into her and finger-fucked her ass while rubbing her clit. After a few minutes of this, Janet stiffened, then convulsed in an orgasm that left her gasping for air. This time, Jim stopped stimulating her, turned the vibrator off, and held her. When she finally came down, Jim gave her a playful swat on the rump before helping her to her feet and sending her to the shower to get cleaned up while he ordered a pizza for their dinner.
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