A Birthday to Remember-F/m spanking fiction

A Birthday to Remember

Cindy and John were on a fantasy adventure they had waited a long time to fulfill. The trip had been planned for quite awhile and intentionally coincided with John’s birthday. They had researched on the internet for many weeks. Cindy had wanted just the right spot for a special celebration. When John saw what she had found he hugged her, “Oh its perfect, absolutely perfect.

So here they were driving through the Irish countryside. Cindy’s hand rested on John’s thigh as they drove. It had been a lovely day. They had spent time in many small villages in the surrounding area. Visiting pubs and shops they had ample opportunity to learn about the people, their culture and the history of the region. They also were treated to delightful examples of Irish good humor.

As they drove back to where they were staying they admired the Irish countryside, the lush green and pastoral views. John turned towards Cindy smiling at her, loving her. She looked back, “Are you enjoying your birthday so far?”

“Oh yes!”, he responded with enthusiasm. It is all amazing but especially the castle.” As he spoke the castle came into view. It almost seemed to rise up out of the green hills. It looked like something out of a fairy tale and when Cindy had found it online she knew that was where they had to stay.

The accommodations did not disappoint in the least. The lobby was imposing but warm and welcoming. Since it was rather cool weather all fireplaces in public areas were kept burning giving off a delightful glow and aroma.

The two of them walked hand in hand to their room which was in a further wing of the castle. In fact their room was at the end of a nearly deserted corridor which made it perfect as far as they were concerned.

As they entered the room each time it was like coming into a fantasy story with them as the main characters. The bedroom contained a massive four poster bed covered in a white satin down comforter. The living room area was dominated on one wall by a massive stone fireplace in front of which two tapestry couches faced one another. Leaded glass windows looked out on a magnificent view of the countryside.


They both got cleaned up and dressed for dinner. Before dressing John laid a fresh fire in the fireplace ready to go when they returned. When he finished dressing in his slacks and jacket he came into the living room where Cindy was waiting in a rich dark purple velvet dress. She sat on the couch, her legs crossed and her feet clad in matching purple high heels. He loved the look of it. She looked up and smiled, “Oh my you are handsome.”

He took her hand and helped her up, “And you my dear are beautiful, I will be so proud to be with you.” This comment of course deserved a hug and kiss which were promptly delivered.

They reluctantly left the room to go to dinner. As they walked arm in arm down the deserted hallway, Cindy reached her hand down to rub John’s bottom. “Now any more of that and we won’t be getting to dinner anytime soon,” he laughed. Cindy’s smile was subtle as she squeezed his cheek and whispered, “Later my love.”

They reached the dining room which was the epitome of warmth and elegance. An enormous fire place which dwarfed the one in their room gave the dining area comfortable warmth. The sun was starting to set so beautiful red and yellow hues spilled through the cathedral windows.

The maitre d showed them to the table they had reserved earlier. It was near a window so they could watch the sun setting through out dinner. John immediately ordered a bottle of their favorite wine to be enjoyed as they made their dinner selections. An extensive menu was placed before them and they had a wonderful time discussing what sounded best.

Finally each of them settled on salads of local greens and vegetables along with his main course of prime rib and hers of salmon. While waiting for dinner they held hands, sipped wine and discussed the day’s marvelous events.

The maitre d came over and apologetically interrupted their conversation. “Excuse me Sir and Ma’am, I wonder if I might impose on you. We have a guest dining alone. It is so crowded tonight that there are no more single tables. Would you be willing to share your table with another person?”

Cindy and John looked at each other in silent agreement. John, as a gentleman, didn’t want to see anyone left without a seat at dinner and Cindy thought it would be fascinating to meet someone new and interesting.

As they agreed to the plan the maitre d thanked them profusely as he hurried away. He returned with a very attractive, mature woman. John stood and introduced himself and Cindy. Their guest introduced herself simply as Jane. She sat down and gratefully accepted John’s offer of a glass of wine. As they spoke and got to know each other it was obvious that Jane was a sophisticated business woman with a charming personality. She exuded confidence and poise. Soon they were all talking like old friends.

The wine and conversation flowed easily when Cindy casually mentioned that this trip was in honor of John’s birthday later this month. His face turned pink as he admitted this was the case. Jane smiled, “Why you don’t look nearly your age. That is really lovely; I do enjoy a birthday celebration.”

Cindy immediately looked interested, “Oh yes we love them as well, we celebrate very traditionally indeed.” John’s face turned even pinker.

“Really now, with, say, a birthday cake?” Jane’s smile was subtle but knowing.

Cindy’s smile was far less subtle, “Oh yes…among other things.”

John cleared his throat, “Cindy why don’t you tell Jane about the villages we saw today. Jane have you had much time to go sight seeing?”

Both women ignored the comment as Jane leaned in closer and asked, “And what other traditions do you observe?”

A panicky look crossed John’s face. Oh how well he knew his sweet Cindy, “Nothing at all really.”

Cindy caressed his arm, “Now darling we are all adults, nothing to be shy about. I spank him for his birthday. You know, birthday spankings.” Jane was immediately intrigued but not the least bit shocked. “Yes I so love birthdays that he receives many pre birthday spankings leading up to the main event. I mean why not enjoy a celebration for more than one day.”

Jane agreed immediately, “You are so right; it can last for many days and nights.
“But not tonight,” John said hopefully. Both women ignored this comment. He could almost hear the wheels turning in Cindy’s mind.

“Oh my yes”, Jane continues. “That is what is needed for a birthday boy. Especially if he is a naughty boy?” She looked questioningly at Cindy. Both women laughed nodding their heads in agreement.

“Jane perhaps you would like to join us for coffee back in our room, we do have a lovely view and a most private setting.” Cindy’s offer was sincere and good natured.

“Now wait minute ladies, you can’t, I mean you wouldn’t, I mean,” John was clearly at a loss for words.

Cindy’s eyes were all innocence, “Wouldn’t what darling? Have coffee?”

He glanced at her and thought perhaps he had misread the situation. “Well actually that does sound very nice.” As she patted his hand gently he signaled to the waiter. He looked at the two women he is with and suddenly appreciates the fact that he is with two attractive intelligent women who obviously know how to take charge and are comfortable with it.

As he took care of the bill Cindy asked the waiter to have room service send up coffee and a light dessert to their room. All is agreed upon and the trio started back to the room. Jane and Cindy walking slightly ahead and John can hear them chatting and laughing but can’t quite make out what they are saying. Jane occasionally looks back at him with a knowing smile.

Reaching the room John, ever the gentleman, allows both women to walk in ahead of him. As they settle themselves on the two couches Jane exclaims over the view and the loveliness of the room in general. As they talk there is a knock at the door and the coffee has arrived.

“Jane my dear would you mind pouring, I need to go into the other room for a moment?”

“No problem, I would be delighted.” Cindy left and Jane and John drank their coffee and commented on the castle and how lovely dinner was.

“So John my dear, have you had any prespankings for this year’s birthday as of yet?”
He hems and haws, “Well yes just a few days ago.”

Jane looks shocked, “What, just one?”

Cindy came out of the bathroom with an exasperated look on her face. “John Howard that is an out and out lie.”

He looked around with a very guilty expression; “Well I didn’t have to tell her everyth…..” his voice dropped off. Cindy had changed into a white tailored blouse, black skirt and black patent heels. Oh God how he loved that look.

“Totally untrue Jane, he has had several birthday spankings and several more on the way.” She gave him a stern glance, “And fibbing is totally unacceptable for a grown man, don’t you think Jane?”

In a loud stage whisper John desperately tried to retrieve the situation, “But Jane does not need to know, she really doesn’t.”

Jane’s smile grows wider by the moment. She is totally comfortable with this subject. She crosses her legs and sips her coffee. John noticed again what an attractive woman she was. Cindy smiled at his distraction. “And this has nothing to do with keeping our business private; you just didn’t want her to know you get spanked for your birthday among other things.” Cindy turned towards Jane, “How would you like to help out with his birthday celebration?”

Her response is immediate, positive and enthusiastic. Cindy smiled and began to pass around the shortbread that was delivered with the coffee.

John in the meantime was beginning to experience a bit of panic, he grabbed Cindy’s arm, “Oh Noooo you wouldn’t, you couldn’t.”

She gently put a finger to his lips, “Hush now this is for your birthday after all.”

He whispered frantically, “Jane doesn’t want to see this.” His hands begin to tremble. “Besides you do so well on your own, you don’t need any help.”

Both women laugh merrily, continue drinking coffee and nibbling shortbread. Cindy finally put down her cup to announce it was time to start the festivities. “Now sweetheart lets show Jane how it is done, shall we.” Her smile is warm yet seductive.

“Oh no you aren’t really going to do this, I mean please don’t, you can’t.” John’s look and voice are incredulous but he is also beginning to be aware of a growing excitement and tension in the room.

Cindy’s smile fades slightly, “Of course I am serious about this, and you aren’t going to argue with me now are you?”

Realizing he is in a no win situation John sighs, “Oh ok I guess over my slacks is no big deal.”

“Over your slacks. When have I ever spanked you over your slacks?” Jane puts down her coffee cup and eagerly leans forward. “Now my dear you need to stand, lower your slacks, and lay down over my knee. You know how this is done.”

A hoarse nervous whisper, “But I have no underwear on, you know I don’t.”

“Yes dear I know and Jane does too. I told her on the way to the room so it wouldn’t come as a shock. Now please do as you have been told.”

As John stood up he could feel the tensing of his stomach. Cindy rubbed his leg gently but whispered insistently that if he did not follow instructions, Jane would be more than willing to pull his pants down for him.

Knowing Cindy never made a promise she was not willing to keep and knowing how awful it would be to have another woman pull down his pants for a spanking, he slowly unbuckled his belt and sighed deeply.

“Faster please”, Cindy sternly instructed delivering a hard smack to his backside. John’s hands trembled as he looked from woman to woman. Jane stood up, walked over to him and with no warning yanked his slacks to his knees.

His gasp and loud,”NOooooo” prompted another warning smack but on bare skin and making quite a cracking sound.

“John step out of your slacks immediately”, Cindy instructed in her no nonsense tone. Another smack to the bottom indicated she meant business. John quickly stepped out of his slacks, with only his shirt tail for covering. He laid himself over his lover’s knees to avoid irritating her further and to hide himself from Jane. Cindy patted the couch and Jane eagerly sat next to her glad to be an eye witness observer. Although it had become obvious to John that Jane was no real stranger to this activity.

Cindy explained to Jane that John’s bottom turns such lovely colors and that she gives him ten spanks at a time.

A low moan from over the knee, “Oh noooo please don’t”.

A strict smack on the bottom, “None of that now.”

The spanking begins with firm but hard spanks to the middle of each cheek, five on each side. Jane leans forward to see the handprints quickly developing on each side. John is still and quiet. Cindy gently rubs his light pink cheeks. “Now sweetheart the next ten.”

Futilely John asks,” Oh please no?” No answer except firmer spanks right in the middle of his bottom.

His moans became louder, “Oh nooooo that hurts.”

A stern HUSH and a hard smack end that protest.

“Jane would you like to do the honors for the next ten?” Cindy is nothing if not a gracious hostess. Panicky moans and please don’ts are totally ignored. “Now you need to use a firm hand and I think the best spot right now is the top of the thigh.” Cindy can feel John tremble on her lap but she can also feel his growing excitement.

Without further words Jane stands, places one hand on John’s back and spanks him very hard indeed…five times at the top of each thigh. His response is loud and immediate. “OWWWWWWWW. Oh no more PLEASE!!” He began to squirm and wiggle on Cindy’s lap.

“Now listen here young man you know we are only half way done. Jane that was great, would you like to do the next ten?”

“NOOOOOOO PLEASE NOOOO.”

“Hush John,” accentuated with another hard spank, “or do I have to go get the paddle.”

Jane was immediately interested, “The paddle, you have a paddle.”

Cindy smiled at her interest, “Oh yes a nice shiny wooden one, Packs quite a little sting.”

“Ah,” Jane’s smile turns wicked, “Sounds like just the thing for a naughty birthday boy.” John arched his back up in panic and looked at Cindy.

“No it isn’t necessary, not at all”, he pleads.

Cindy tapped her foot and considered, “Yes it may be what we need after all. Now my dear please go get the paddle from the bedroom.” Jane graciously offered to retrieve the paddle but Cindy held up her hand, “No, he will get it won’t you darling”, she crooned and rubbed her hand in circles on his very bright pink bottom. “And he will get it RIGHT NOW”, a very hard warning smack propelled John up off Cindy’s lap.

He whispers to her before he gets up completely, “But I am nearly naked.”

“Yes you are and if you don’t hurry this starts all over.”

Protest being futile he quickly went to the bedroom and returned with the small varnished paddle.
He was also holding his shirt tail down as far as he could to cover himself. His face was as pink as his bottom. He handed Cindy the paddle and moved towards her lap. She shook her head.

“No my dear, over the arm of the couch, and keep your legs spread.”

“WHAT, no way.”

“Oh do we need to start over?” Jane and Cindy look at him with wicked smiles. “Over that arm now, with legs spread.”

And reluctantly he obeyed. As he spread his legs he realized his exposure and vulnerability. And though he was embarrassed beyond words he was also aroused as always.

The paddle was handed to Jane, “Please do the honors for the next ten.” Jane again demonstrated her experience by pressing a hand to John’s back and laying five hard paddle smacks on each cheek directly in the center.

John groaned but tried to demonstrate manly restraint by keeping still. The paddle was handed back to Cindy. She used the cool wood to caress his bottom and between his legs. Suddenly his groans become a low moaning sound, “No not there,” he whispered hoarsely.

With a hand pressed to his back Cindy delivers ten hard spanks right where his thighs meet his bottom. His body shifts but he doesn’t try to get away and merely groans through clenched teeth.

As she traced over his bottom with her finger nails he raised up on his toes, Cindy’s hand reached between his legs to caress his manhood. She glanced at Jane whose own face was becoming quite flushed. Cindy rubbed the paddle over John’s cheeks pushing down on his back. She whispers quite softly, “Happy Birthday my dear, just ten more to go.”

His voice is soft and pleading, “Oh please no more.” But she understands his no means yes, please. This time there is no holding back, the paddle comes crashing down on his backside up and down each cheek. The area is covered in dark red. “NOOOOOO OHHHHH NOOOOOOOo.” His feet dance up and down as the stinging paddle kisses his skin. Jane gasps at the furious red color and his obvious excitement. She dropped back down on the couch.

“And now Jane, standing in the corner is part of his spanking,” Jane nods wordlessly in agreement with Cindy.

And John foolishly disagreed, “Now wait I have already been spanked,” he stands up and tries to cover his obvious arousal.

Cindy replies in a cool firm voice, “Are you walking there or am I putting you there?” He looked from woman to woman shifting from foot to foot. Cindy suddenly reached out, took hold of his arousal and spanked him firmly with her hand ten times.

Jane’s eyes flew open and John protested loudly. But at a look from Cindy he walked slowly to the corner and stood face to the wall. As his hands reached back to rub his backside that voice he so loved instructed, “Hands on your head, no rubbing.”

A very quiet, “Yes Ma’am” from the corner. But as he stood there feeling the tingle and sting of his backside, his thighs and his manhood it is almost more than he could stand. The excitement of being spanked bare bottom by two women was a new and astonishing experience.

In the meantime Jane and Cindy shared another cup of coffee. Cindy reassures Jane that she is an outstanding spanker and it is obvious she has done it before. Jane laughs softly, “My dear I am a Domme and traveling without my sub has been a lonely experience. Tonight was pure pleasure for me. And I assure you that you are every inch the spanker I am. In the corner John’s excitement grew at Jane’s revelation. Not only two women, but two women who were in complete control of him. Oh God!

Jane put down her coffee cup. “And now my new friends I will be going back to my room, have to make sure my problem child is tucked in for the night and not out bar hopping because I am not there. She walked quietly up to the corner and patted John on the bottom, then kissed him gently on the cheek. “Happy Birthday my friend and many more.”

“Thank you”, John whispered most sincerely.

Cindy saw Jane out and looked to where her love was standing bare bottom in the corner. She smiled and moved up behind him. Rubbing his bottom softly and seductively she whispered, “So my birthday boy, who do you belong to for the night?”

A shiver ran through him, “Oh God you I belong to you. Whatever you want.”

She bit his ear gently, “well then young man you have a very well spanked bottom that needs some TLC. And”, she reached around to touch and caress, “I do believe another part of you could use some too. Turn around my dear.”

At her words he turned immediately and they embraced and kissed deeply. As the kiss broke he could hardly control himself but looked at Cindy seriously, “Now that was the last birthday spanking, right?”

Her laugh filled the room, “Are you kidding its not even your birthday yet. Now into the bedroom, I have plans for you.” Another hard smack propelled him and he quickly moved into the bedroom followed by Cindy.

Smiling to himself he wondered if anyone else had ever had such an amazing birthday and, as Cindy pointed out, it wasn’t even over yet.