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This blog showcases spanking fetish stories and poetry; plus some other random thoughts and ideas, written by a thirty-something female switch.
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Room 101: Part One
Jory had a whole corridor of rooms to clean, to tidy, to change bed linen and towels, and to give some air. It was not a job she enjoyed, but one which gave her enough money for her weekly clothes shopping and a ride down town to go clubbing every Friday night.
She'd worked at the Lodge for ten weeks, starting with duties in the hotel laundry, progressing to her current post of maid and cleaner. Today she worked alongside Sadie, a more experienced former concierge who was now in charge of housekeeping and making sure the guests were comfortable in a warm and clean environment. It was quite a drop from serving business guests and VIPs but she had adapted well since she came to England.
They'd seen the couple in Room 101 several times during their stay. He was tall, broad-shouldered, always wearing a black suit and a shirt with a starched collar. She was small and slim with spectacles and chunky heeled shoes. Usually she was in shorts but once or twice she'd worn a long skirt which swayed as she walked, emphasising her figure, good legs and a tight little bottom.
Jory knocked on the door. The Do Not Disturb sign was not present, which usually indicated the guests had gone out, but her training required her to knock twice, wait, and then let herself in.
"Look at this room!" she gasped, thinking of the amount of work she and Sadie would have to put in to get it right. Not only were the bedclothes in a heap and the tea things dumped on the floor, but the wardrobes were open, clothes were hanging off hangers, and two bags overflowed out on to the floor.
"Let's tidy up the luggage first," suggested Sadie, moving over to the bags.
She started to organise the contents into neat piles - dirty clothes were bagged up in plastic and put at the bottom of the wardrobe, hairdryers and shavers were replaced without their cords trailing, and books were placed neatly in a pile.
"What on earth ...?" said Jody.
She looked into the second bag with eyes wide and mouth open, then reached in and pulled out a riding crop.
"Do they have a horse in here?"
Sadie laughed. "Oh you are a little innocent, aren't you? Betcha there's more stuff in there."
Curiosity getting the better of them they dragged out the bag and tipped it out on to the bed. Paddles, hairbrushes, floggers, straps, belts, whips, and canes came falling out, along with some handcuffs, a ball gag, a blindfold, some rope, and a couple of uniforms - one a classic schoolgirl and the other a smart twinset like you would find in an old-fashioned office.
The girls looked at each other.
"Gosh. I wonder what you do with that ...?"
Jody looked at her watch.
"Shall I put it on? The uniform?"
Sadie glanced nervously about. "I'm not sure we should. I mean ... this is private stuff, isn't it?"
"Well," said Jody with a smile, "I've always wondered what it felt like to be punished as a schoolgirl. You only have to put me over your knee and smack me; you don't have to use those."
Sadie thought for a minute. "OK, you're on. But only for a minute, mind. We've got a lot of work to do."
Jody changed into the uniform and stood in silence, adjusting her tie with a shaking hand, betraying her growing interest and excitement.
"Come here," said Sadie, sitting down on the bed.
Jody walked over, feeling very like the little schoolgirl she was dressed as, one who had not done her homework and who had been cheeky to Miss.
She was still surprised when Sadie pulled her across her lap, pulled up her skirt, pulled down her knickers, and started to smack her bottom in a way which left her in no doubt that it wasn't the first time.
Jody wriggled and protested. She'd expected a bit of fun but this really hurt!
Sadie was enjoying herself. Not since she'd been a prefect had she been able to soundly spank another female bottom and she remembered how good it had felt to redden the skin and feel the heat under her hand.
Engrossed as they were, Sadie in spanking and Jody in wriggling and squealing to get away, they didn't hear the door of the room open ...
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Posted: 10:29 PM, Dec. 9, 2006 |
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