The Apartment

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This story is part of what I hope will become either a novel or a series of stories. The set up is that two couples; Michael & Lauren and David & Jessica share a pied-å-terre in Manhattan. Both couples practice domestic discipline and sometimes enjoy an erotic spanking. These characters will be better developed over time. If you enjoy this story please leave a comment or share with your friends.

Jim



Michael and Lauren were in bed where he was reading a book on his Kindle and she was playing with her Ipad. He was wearing silk boxers and a T-Shirt while Lauren had on a long but slinky black nightgown.


There was a knock on the door, the couple exchanged a look, Lauren pulled the sheet up to her neck Michael called out “come in.”


Jessica came in wearing a t-shirt that ended at her waist and a pair of white panties. She looked at the floor and tried, unsuccessfully, to pull the bottom of the t-shirt down to cover her panties succeeding only in pulling it tighter over her breasts. She looked at Lauren, giving her a quick smile, then at Michael.


“Um, Michael? David told me to ask to borrow your belt.” Once she made her request she went back to examining the carpet.


“Are you in trouble?” Lauren asked. Jessica looked up and nodded. Then her eyes went back to the carpet. Michael exchanged a look with his wife and retrieved the belt. Lauren frowned. “I’m sorry Jessie. Mike’s belt is pretty mean - but you’ll live. I always do.”


Jessica looked up, forced a smile, and uttered a quiet “Thanks.” Her eyes were beginning to brim.


Michael handed her the doubled-over belt. “Here you go. Good luck,” he added. Jessica turned toward the door and Michael watched her walk out, closing the door quietly behind her. As he returned to bed Lauren noticed his erection.


She tugged at it gently through his pants. “Did Jessie’s cute little bottom get you excited?” She teased.

Michael smiled at his wife as he crawled onto the bed. “Her bottom has only one thing over yours.” He told her.


Lauren raised her eyebrows and set down her iPad. “Really?”


“Yeah. yours is too pale and I have a feeling hers isn’t going to be.” With that, he grabbed her shoulder and rolled her onto her stomach and delivered a firm spank to each cheek through her silky gown.


Lauren pushed him away and sat up. “Oh no. I’m not getting a spanking just because our roommate is in trouble.”


“I know. I have a better idea.” He gets out of bed again and opened their bedroom door. He looked down the hall where he could see David and Jessica’s door was also ajar. They heard David lecturing Jessica. Michael climbed back into bed and slipped under the covers. He took Lauren in his arms and kissed her gently.

“Aren’t you glad you’ve been a good girl?” He kisses her. “No lecture, no spanking, no belt coming.”


He kissed her more deeply, pressed his body against her. She responded in kind. He began kissing her neck, down to the cleavage protruding from the V of her gown. She threw her hair back and started to pull a strap from her shoulder to grant him access but he was gone, under the covers, sliding the material of her gown up over her hips. He kissed her legs, then inside her thighs. The lecture in the other room had stopped. It was quiet for a few seconds and then they heard a slap. Jessica’s spanking has started. Michael guided Lauren’s red panties down her legs. The spanks grew louder, sharper. Michael kissed, licked, sucked on, and nibbled the inside of her thighs. The spanking continued next door, the speed picked up. They can hear small whimpers from Jessica. Michael moved in  licking her pussy, his tongue flicked her clit then thrust completely inside her. Lauren arched her back tried to force herself closer to him, making his tongue go deeper. There was a pause in the spanking and when it resumed the sound was different. Jessica’s panties had come down and David was spanking her bare bottom; the penultimate stage of her punishment. Michael was back to licking Lauren’s clit trying to coordinate his licks with the spanking down the hall. Lauren was breathing hard but holding on - she didn't want to come -yet. Another pause down the hall. They heard the sound of the belt buckle clanking against itself. A sound they both recognized from the times Michael has doubled the belt to punish Lauren. He stopped licking her and pulled his boxers off. He positioned himself above her and teased her - the head of his prick pressing against her lips. She was frantic with desire. When they heard the first lick of the belt against Jessica’s bottom Michael plunged in. He withdrew and waited until the second stroke before burying himself again. Jessica was crazed from the oral stimulation, his cock inside of her, and listening to her friend being punished just feet away with Michael's’s belt. She knew how Jessie’s bottom was stinging and burning by now and the next stroke of the belt brought a cry from the bedroom to accompany the crack. She ground hard to meet Michael's thrust. Jessica received 28 strokes with the belt - one for each year of her age. Michael and Lauren climaxed together on stroke 25. A few minutes later they heard footsteps coming toward the still-open door. Jessica was there holding the belt - tears still running down her face. She held the belt out and Michael nodded toward the valet. As she placed it down she tells said “David would like you to join him in the living room for a nightcap.” 

“Tell him we’ll be there in a minute,” Michael instructed her. She nodded and walks stiffly out of the room. When she was gone Michael and Lauren rooted around in the sheets for their garments. She pulled her red panties up under her gown and found a sheer shift to put on top to slightly obscure the view of her breasts. Michael pulled on his sweats and they walked hand in hand to the living room. David had a bottle of white wine in a cooler for Lauren and glasses of single malt scotch for himself and Michael. Jessica was standing with her nose pressed firmly in the corner, hands on top of her head. Her bottom protruding from the white panties is very red and there are angry lines where David strapped her thighs.