Free The Paddle Club: A Fun, Romantic and Erotic Spanking Novel by Susan Kohler

that small chest.” Sherry opened the chest and found several birch rods.
    “Twelve with the birch rod, and make them harsh!” the voice ordered.
    Sherry did her best to give him the full measure of the birching, making the rod swish in the air. SWISH! “ARGH! AH! AH!” Clayton shouted at each cut, with good reason. “Umm,” Sherry murmured, gently stroking his red, hot butt, “revenge is sweet.”
    “Remember my love, there’s plenty more yet to come. I might get a little revenge myself,” he warned. After the birching, they went through a series of turns and wound up, once again, at the bench. This time he got ten. Again, she strapped him down tightly, and again, she was extremely severe with the rod. She slashed his butt over and over, sometimes landing on previous stripes. In fact, she drew a little blood. Throughout the whole birching, Suzanne laughed openly.
    Shortly after that, he got his revenge on Sherry. At the next stop, he was told to take her over his knees and give her a really hard spanking. The only problem for Clayton, at that particular moment, was that he didn’t want to sit down. Not at all! He put all his strength into spanking her bottom with hard, hearty blows.
    He kept his rhythm by singing all the while he was spanking her. “I’ve been working on the railroad, all the livelong day!” When she stood up Sherry said, “Beat me if you must, Sir, but please, please sing on key!”
    “I’ll have you know that I have a terrific voice!” Clayton said with a huff. “Then use it next time,” Sherry said archly.
    The distant voice laughed again. It took several turns for them to come to the next stop. It gave both of their aching butts a rest, in a way. At least neither one received any new bruises.
Chapter Eight More Amazing Fun
    They came to a bed and the omnipresent voice called out, “On the bed, Sir. Hands and knees!” When he was in position the voice continued, “Put that dildo up his butthole! Work it in and out, and work it hard!”
    Clayton opened his mouth to complain but thought better of it and reluctantly got into the required position. “Why the hesitation, Sir?” Suzanne’s voice floated in the air.
    “Damn it Suzanne!” Clay almost shouted then he dropped his voice almost to a whisper. “No one’s ever put… ” “Not anything?” Suzanne’s voice was soft. “No!”
    “Then you’ll find out now what it feels like. I’d bet you’ve done it to someone,” Suzanne was laughing. “Who’d have guessed? A virgin.” “I will kill you; just you wait and see,” Clayton threatened.
    Sherry found some lubricating jelly on the bedside table in little individual foil packets and used it before she gently inserted the dildo into Clayton’s asshole. She slid it in and out firmly and quickly, without being overly timid or gentle in her manner. Clayton’s asshole was tight and he felt quite a bit of pain, but he still enjoyed the sweet torture. As they got up, Suzanne asked softly, “How did you like it?”
    Clay shot her the finger. Sherry followed instructions and put the used dildo into a plastic bin, then opened the drawer and placed an unused one out, ready for the next victim.
    The next two stops were very pleasurable for both of them. At the first, Clayton had to kiss her ass, tonguing it all over. He really put all of himself into it, teasing and arousing Sherry to the point where she wanted to drag him to the floor and make love to him then and there, Suzanne or no Suzanne! This time she was ordered to move on before she reached her climax, and as she got off the bed she was so frustrated she really wanted to strangle her best friend!
    Then Sherry had to use a feather and an ice cube to tease and provoke Clay. First, she tied him to the bed on his back and then she trailed the ice down his muscular chest. She paid particular attention to his nipples, bringing them both to hard, taut buds. She iced his navel and then placed the ice cube very carefully on his