Jerry's new sitter (for Roark)

[JodyJames]

Jerry knew he was in trouble, but he brought the paddle back. When Summer bared him and said he'd be spanked and paddled, he argued, "Summer, no! Not both." His mother did at times spank first and then paddle in a single session. He didn't know if Summer meant that or if she meant two separate spankings.

But before he could get into a discussion which he would have welcomed as delaying things if nothing else, he found himself in his sitter's lap. Summer began spanking right away. And Jerry with a bottom that was still a bit sore from a previous spanking felt the effect immediately. "Ohhhh, Summer!" he cried. But his sitter kept on spanking. He began to kick and squirm

Finally it stopped, but then Jerry realized it hadn't. Summer said it was time for the paddle. And she took hold of his hand and pinned it to his back. He tired to pull it free. He squirmed more. "No, Summer. I'm sorry. No paddle!"

[Roark]

Summer ignored her little charge's arguing and demands and began to spank him firmly right away. She was pleased as Jerry cutely cried out her name almost as soon as she began to spank and began to kick and squirm energetically over her lap. Jerry was always a very cute little boy but there was no doubt that he was never cuter than when he was kicking and squirming over her lap while being spanked wearing nothing but his little briefs rolled down just below his knees framing his little red bottom ever so perfectly.

Once Summer was satisfied that Jerry's bottom had been suitably warmed up she wasted no time in securing him further over her lap, pinning his hand, and bringing the fanny paddle to bare. She wasn't pleased but she wasn't surprised as Jerry tried his best to pull and squirm free from her lap while apologizing and demanding not to be paddled. It was quite clear to Summer that this little boy had not yet learned his lesson that she was the one in charge. "Jeremy Tyler stop trying to get off my lap and do not tell me not to paddle you. I decide how and how long you are spanked not you young man."

Summer quickly pulled the paddle back and landed a hard lick across the meat of Jerry's little cheeks. And equally hard lick quickly landed across his sensitive sitspots, as Summer fully intended to get her little boy's attention that she meant business. Summer then slowed her pace but continued to paddle hard, making sure to flatten Jerry's round little cheeks with every lick. She loved watching them jiggle and bounce back into position for another lick while Jerry got to feel the burning pain of every lick. Summer continued to land hard swat after hard swat without letting up as she made sure to light an unforgettable fire in her little boy's bottom that would remind him of who was in charge after all. Only once Summer was sure that Jerry was learning his lesson did she prepare to finish the paddling. Summer switched to landing very moderate licks only now but she began to apply them faster and faster until the paddle was landing almost nonstop again and again.

[JodyJames]

Summer had Jerry's attention immediately when the paddle landed twice in quick succession. "Suuuummeeerrrrr sorrrryyyyy." he wailed. "I won't be baaaad." he promised.

But Summer continued to spank hard and soon he was just crying and no longer pleading. Jerry didn't really notice that the spanks became lighter. His bottom was quite sore and each spank just upped the sting to a higher level. He did notice the increase in pace though, and his own kicking increased in pace to match. Both arms were trapped so they could not contribute and to his frantic motions, but his legs more than picked up the slack. His undies disengaged from one foot and on the next kick went flying across the room.

Soon his kicking dies down and he lay crying in his sitter's lap. He was quite sure Summer had spanked him harder than he'd ever been spanked before -- though to be fair he had this feeling after most of his spankings from both Summer and his mother.