The truth about My Friend's Gift

The guy that wrote My friend’s Gift is not telling the whole truth. That is just like guys, they
tend to lie about matters and that is why I tend to think that they need to be spanked
early, often and hard. Do the ladies agree with that statement?

I asked him over to help me with some of my studies and noticed he had a nice tight,
little tushie one that a woman would like to pat and feel off. I was getting wetter by the
minute and I acted like a tigress after her prey. I thrust his hand down my panties so I
could play with myself with his hand. My whole goal was to get him to muff dive and lick
me silly.

Most guys are quick to pull out their pricks and want someone to suck them off, but when
a woman wants her slot licked off and eaten silly then they tend to not want to except
a few guys out there that knows how to satisfy a lady. If they do wrong then they will
take their spanking without question.

Why was he spanked because most of the readers want to know the answer to this
question. Remember ladies here are the reasons:

1. He told nothing but lies on us and he also lied in his stories. He ought to have his
butt tanned for telling such tales or should I say tails.

2. He gave us the shuck and jive. He thought he was only going to our house for one
reason and that was to study. Have two like minded people together and you know
what will happen.

3. He began acting like a baby and a brat. All brats no matter what their age ought to
be spanked.

I remember at a Halloween party he dressed up like a lady and I knew who he was
and began hitting on him. I felt off his legs and played with his butt. Talk about someone
hitting the roof he did. He should’ve been taken into the bedroom and spanked for acting like
a baby.

Here is the real story.

I asked him over for some help with one of my classes that I cannot remember what one
I needed help. He had on a tight pair of short pants because it was hot outside and it was
about to get hot inside as well. I welcomed him into the house that I shared with my room
mate. If anyone wishes to contact her then contact me first and I will give anyone her
email address.

Anyway I patted his rear much like guys pat a pretty lady’s rear and are brought up on
charges of sexual harassment. He did not protest nor did he tell me to stop it. He sort
of ignored it. I patted his rear a little harder and he reacted by jumping away from me.

My pussy was becoming hotter by the minute and he acted like I did not exist. This
pissed me off big time, but I said nothing about my anger nor did I say anything about
getting hot from seeing his tight little tush.

Most small and thin guys have a great deal of energy by my experience and this guy
“Steve” was no exception. I asked him if he had anything that could be caught and
the reply was no. So, I decided it was open season on him and I could safely play
my nasty sexual games with him because he was one that could not say no to anyone.

First, I found out that he could be made helpless by tickling him and he would
promise anything for the person to stop it. His promises was empty and were
nothing but lies in sheep’s clothing. He peed his pants and I had other plans for
that.

I gently taken his hand and put it down my pant and began playing with myself
and I was about to cream in my jeans. I took down my pants and asked him to
lick my pussy off. He licked me like a puppy dog and my friend came in and she
began playing with herself. She asked him, “will you eat me baby?” He did
not finish with me to my satisfaction.

I warned him if he did not satisfy me that I was going to spank him for being mean.
He began to act like a spoiled brat and began working on my friend. She played
some nasty games with her pudding. Spreading it on her shaved beaver and
having him lick it off.

Finally I made good on my threat, I asked him to meet me in the kitchen so that
I could talk to him. I told him to bend over the kitchen table and I told him that he
had been warned. He asked, “what are you going to do?” I told him, “what do you
think?” I pulled down his short pants revealing his small set of buns and pulled out
a pancake turner and turned his buns a bright pink. Steve was a big baby when I
warmed his rear.

I told him to go to the bedroom and wait so he could get into something dry.
I went to the closet and pulled out a medium girl’s school uniform and panties.
He stated, “I’m not going to wear that!” Well, I then stated, “you are not going to
sit on my sofa with wet pants either…you will wear what I give you while your
pants are washed and dried.” He started cursing and saying things like, “I am not
going to dress up like a goddamn girl. Stick this uniform up your ass.” and other
nasty things. I told him, “it never stopped you before.” His face turned as red as
a rose and he put the outfit on.

He came into the living room and I told him, “for cursing and calling me names
and my friend heard them…” He cut in, “what are you going to do about it?”
I continued, “we are going to put you across our laps and smack your ass like
the child you are acting like then we are going to paddle your butt
schoolboy style for acting like a brat and you will do as we want.”

He began cursing and calling us nasty names. We both told him, “sit down
asshole.” He sat and settled down. He had just threw a temper tantrum like
a baby.

I pulled him across my lap, picked up a slipper, pulled up his uniform and
smacked his butt until the red could be seen through the thin panties. My
friend did the same, but we could not remember how many times we smacked
him. When he quit wiggling on the sofa from the burning pain of his rear. We
asked him, “are you finished acting like a brat and a jerk?” He replied, “you
both are sadistical sluts,lesbos, and whores.”

We are not sadistical, but someone acting like a child will get swatted if
they are in our domain. I told my friend, “we ought to paddle him to change his
attitude. we ought to photograph it as well.” This really got Steve upset and he
began calling us weirdos, kooks, and other assorted names. We said, “well
Stevy you had proven our point, we are going to paddle you for acting like an ass
but we will make you a deal. We will not take pictures and we will allow you to
leave after your punishment.” and “your clothes are done.” We told him to,
“bend across the sofa, pull down your panties (snicker, snicker) and pull up your
dress.” We gave him twenty five swats each. He deserved to be invited over
again and punished again for about a week, but the deal was a deal.

He lied about being diapered and some of the other points in his story. If anyone
else would like to punish him for lying then be our guest. His birthday is coming up
and I hope a group of ladies invites him to a spanking birthday party.