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The Special Board Meeting

Copyright (c) 2004, all rights reserved, Not For Sale


            The monthly Small Business Association meeting was coming to a close, and Jimmy Ghia, also known to various clients as “The Spanker”, was watching the movements of Candy Candor also known to the “The Spanker” and his confidants as “Cupcakes”. Jimmy had been planning this night for several months with the help of Big Dick Turner and Tiny Sintar.

            Jimmy Ghia was a retired local businessman who sold several businesses for a sizable profit. Now in his mid 60’s, Jimmy was involved with numerous business organizations and clubs and always on the look out for a way to find new members for his secret spanking club. All of his members consisted of women ranging in age from mid 20’s to late 40’s. Cupcakes had been on his mind since seeing her 2 years ago when she was initiated into The Small Business Association. She had been voted onto the Board eight months ago and he had begun his mission to recruit her as a new member for his special spanking club.

            Candy Candor was working her way through the Small Business members making sure she said hello and commented on various business successes of other members. She had opened her own bookstore two years ago, and it has become quite a successful venture. She always told customers the support of her husband, Surge, was a key ingredient.

           

 

Candy a/k/a “Cupcakes”, the name that Jimmy so graciously announced at her first board meeting, was in her mid 30’s and very attractive. She has short blond hair and a figure that any of the ladies in attendance would die for…40-24-36. And the 40” may be on the conservative side. Cupcakes was also very intelligent and detail oriented; however, she at times was slightly on the gullible side. She is a true blond, you know.

            Cupcakes said her final good-byes and headed for the exit of the main conference room of The Chamber Hotel. She thought, “Well, at least I’ll be home by 8 o’clock and spend some time with Surge in front of a nice warm fire.

            As she turned the corner, Jimmy Ghia startled her, “Well hello Cupcakes,” he smiled, “I was hoping to catch you and give you a belated holiday hug.” He bent over and squeezed her very tightly for what seemed to be an eternity.

            Jimmy continued, “By the way, remember our discussions on keeping warm in this type of cold weather. I’ve done some more research.”

            This got Cupcakes attention since she was always very cold even during mild winters. Jimmy kept going before she could reply, “A friend of mine, and this sounds silly, insists that a gentle paddling can raise a person’s temperature by 3 to 5 degrees. I actually tried it on my secretary, and an oral read showed an increase after ten little love taps.”

            Cupcakes looked puzzled and said, “Oh, Jimmy your just teasing. That’s impossible. I really must be going.”

            “Now give me a chance to explain,” pleaded Jimmy. “If this warms you up, just think how much you and Surge can enjoy the whole activity. What a lucky guy. I’m sure he would enjoy it. Don’t you?”

            Cupcakes wheels were turning. “And how would we pursue these results?” she asked.

            Jimmy continued, “I had this all planned with Fanny from Franklin’s office. You know Fanny. But, one of her parents got ill and she couldn’t make it. I thought possibly you would help out with the, shall we call it, experiment.”

            “This all sounds very interesting,” responded Cupcakes, “but, there’s nothing set-up, and I’m trying to get home early for a change.”

            “Well,” smiled Jimmy, “since this month’s meeting was here at the hotel, the owner graciously offered a room for a couple of hours at a discounted rate. He is part of the Small Business Association after all. Come on Cupcakes, for your good old Uncle Jim and in the interest of science. If it doesn’t work, I owe you lunch. Please…”

            Cupcakes hesitated then said, “Well ok, but I have to be out of here by 9 o’clock.”

            “Great!” replied Jimmy, “Let me get my bags.”

            “Bags,” thought Cupcakes, but she didn’t ask.

            As he and Candy crossed the lobby and headed for the room, Jimmy got the attention of Tiny and Big Dick. He winked and gave them the high sign. Both smiled broadly and headed down a hallway to the private rooms.

            Ten minutes later, Jimmy began explaining the process he would follow to administer the paddling. “According to the process followed by my friend, the best results are achieved while the subject is naked.”

            “What!!” exclaimed Cupcakes. “You said nothing about removing my clothes. What do you think I am, an idiot?” she sputtered.

            “Now, now, now calm down,” Jimmy spoke calmly, “This process involves oral and anal temperature readings after the two paddling sessions, and the spankings, ah, I mean paddling certainly can’t be effective through that lovely suit you’re wearing. Look, I’m sure we can work this out, if you remove everything but your undergarments.”

            “Then I’ll get cold,” responded Cupcakes defensively.

            “Don’t worry,” interrupted Jimmy, “That will help with the experiment and see how quickly you warm up. Oh, and one more thing,” added Jimmy quickly, “We’ll need assistance with the thermometers and proper positioning, and Tiny Sinter and Big Dick, I mean Richard Turner, have agreed to assist. Both are well known in the community and real professionals you know.”

            Cupcakes looked quite perplexed and again questioned, “Jimmy we never talked about a group being involved with this whole process. I’m not at all comfortable with where this is going.”

            “Hey, think of the possibilities, if this process works, and we get the patent, it could mean an incredible windfall. Look let’s get Tiny and Richard in here for their opinions. Please…,” again pleaded Jimmy.

           

            “Ok,” agreed Cupcakes reluctantly, but a windfall profit sounded intriguing.

            Big Dick and Tiny entered the room both smiling rather excitedly.

            Tiny, in his mid forties, was hardly 5’5” but weighed least 280 lbs. He had unsuccessfully run several small businesses but recently had been hired as the assistant to the new mayor Paula Pincher lovingly called “Princess” by her constituents (but not to her face). Tiny now divorced is rumored to be quite well endowed at any where from 8 to 10 inches and enjoys showing off his large libido.

            Big Dick was an overweight, 48 year old, owner of a gas drilling company who always tried to be in charge, but rarely was. He was sexually frustrated with little activity at home. His wife was usually in charge.

            Jimmy made a brief introduction as all were acquainted through various business functions and activities.

            “Gentlemen, our little Cupcakes is uncomfortable with the activities we discussed with Fanny in regard to the temperature taking experiment, and I wanted to demonstrate to her our commitment to this process and our understanding of her concerns over her attire or lack thereof,” explained The Spanker.

            Both Tiny and Big Dick showed concern in their rather round faces.

            “Well,” said Tiny abruptly and with a look of empathy, “How about a blindfold. This way, Cupcakes will be more focused on the spa… I mean paddling, rather than clothing and other distractions.”

            “I agree wholeheartedly,” concurred Big Dick emphatically.

            “Well, Cupcakes it’s up to you. Do we continue or call it a night? I’m sure we can get Fanny to volunteer in the next day or two,” explained the Spanker very seriously. “We want to get you out of here in the next forty minutes or so,” he added smiling at Big Dick and Tiny.

            “Alright” replied Cupcakes, “What do I do…”

            The spanker interrupted abruptly, “That’s what we like to hear, Let’s get you down to your undies and set up for the spanking. Tiny help Cupcakes with her suit and blouse.”

            Within two minutes Cupcakes was standing in her bra, thong underpants, and thigh highs.

            “Jimmy, I think the thigh highs can stay don’t you,” asked Tiny as he winked from his position from behind her.

            “Most definitely,” replied the Spanker. “Now Cupcakes, here’s what we are going to do. First, we will apply the blindfold which I happen to have in my bag of tricks,” he laughed. Cupcakes thought it was a little unusual.

            “Next, we will properly position you over this low backed armchair to administer the paddling or spanking whichever you prefer to call it and then proceed with the temperature taking activities. As we talked about earlier—one oral and one anal. This will be followed by a re-spanking and temperature taking which I will properly record.

            “Two sessions,” questioned Cupcakes, “I don’t remember discussing two sessions. Am I confused?” she questioned as her head tilted to one side.

            “Oh don’t be, everything will be fine,” reassured the Spanker as he removed his paddle that was in the shape of a heart with a handle. “No need to worry, there aren’t any holes drilled in this paddle.”

            The shape and size of the paddle caused Cupcakes to forget her question about the two sessions.

            “Well then, let’s get started,” said the Spanker as he guided Cupcakes to the low-backed armchair and had her kneel on the front and place her hands on the side of the armchair. Her head and breasts protruded out over the back of the chair. The Spanker nimbly applied the blindfold.

            “Are you comfortable?” he asked.

            Cupcakes began to respond when Big Dick interjected, “That looks a little unstable Spank, ah I mean Jimmy. I think possibly securing the hands and legs might be prudent.”

            “Secure what?” began Cupcakes.

            “I agree 110%,” interrupted Tiny.

            The Spanker who had been holding several pieces of leather straps quickly secured Cupcakes wrists and ankles to what appeared to be pre-prepared ropes secured to the chair.

            Both Big Dick and Tiny appeared to becoming quite erect. Tiny started to pull at his zipper when the Spanker sternly said, “All in good time Tiny, all in good time.”

            “Alright, Cupcakes we’re all set-up. Are you ready?” asked the Spanker.

            “I think so,” she replied as she attempted to move her arms and legs unsuccessfully.

            “Great,” cried the Spanker, ”Success at last, another satisfied customer,” he continued as he gently kissed his paddle. “Now remember after 25 spanks, we will gently insert two thermometers. One at each end, shall we say, for a period of five minutes. Those thermometers may seem larger than usual but are specifically calibrated to measure the slightest increase in body temperature. You may also notice a rocking motion which again will set calibration.”

            Big Dick suddenly interrupted as he was in charge of the oral insertion, “You must remember that biting the thermometers would be very bad; however, sucking is quite acceptable.”

            “That seems unusual,” stated Cupcakes.

            Her thoughts were interrupted by, “Let the games begin.”

            The Spanker’s paddle moved smoothly and the first smack was delivered to Cupcakes tender, well-rounded bottom. The second and third were delivered in rapid succession.

            “Ouch, ouch, ouch,” she cried, as she heard what she thought was the sound of two zippers.

            “What’s that sound? Ouch,” Cupcakes questioned attempting to gather her composure. The spanking felt rather good and she did feel warmer. Surge had mentioned spankings more than usual in the past few months. “Hmm.”

            “Oh, that’s our special thermometer cases,” explained Tiny as he dropped his pants and his eight inch “little” friend came to life. He kept squeezing him as the Spanker delivered his paddle for the 20th and 21st time and Cupcakes plump checks turned from pink to red.

            The Spanker delivered the 25th spank quite excitedly and almost skipped around the room as he announced it was time for the thermometers.

            “Are you ready, Cupcakes my dear, you seem quite warm already,” questioned the Spanker gleefully.

            “Oh, yes,” said Cupcakes almost out of breath as the last five swats were still stinging her bottom.

            “Pull the little panties down to her knees,” requested Jimmy, and Tiny complied with great enthusiasm as his hands rubbed her throbbing bottom.

            The activity and commotion in the room had attracted some attention from passersby. However, it seemed to calm down as a muffled “ouch, ouch, ouch,” was followed by an enthusiastic declaration of, “He’s in,” by Tiny as his now 10-inch “little” friend assumed his anal thermometer positioning.

            With Tiny inserted, Big Dick decided it was safe to insert his 8-inch “Driller” as he liked to call it into Cupcakes mouth. “Open wide my dear,” he commanded. Although slightly shorter than Tiny’s “Little Friend”, the “Driller” had considerable more girth with at least a 6-inch circumference. With both thermometers inserted the rocking motion began.

            “Come on boys, only 1 ½ minutes to go before we re-spank and change ends,” reported the Spanker.

            “That’s odd,” thought Cupcakes “it’s been at least 5 minutes by my calculations” (she probably counted to 300). She would have spoke up, but had quite a mouthful.

            Big Dick reminded Cupcakes for the fifth time, “Sucking is good, but no biting.”

            Throughout the temperature taking phase, the Spanker was busy with his new instant camera. He also felt that Cupcakes was getting overheated and asked if she would like her bra undone. As she didn’t reply (she had mumbled something), Jimmy took the mumbling for a yes, especially when her head was going up and down, and unhooked the bra. As it slipped down her arms, her boobs popped out. The Spanker was awestruck.

            “They’re at least 44’s,” he whispered in Tiny’s ear.

            This distraction caused Tiny to lose his position and slip out of his rear portal. His little friend appeared to have grown even larger and the spanker got several photos of his attempted reentry. He was successful on his 5th attempt. Cupcakes had been mumbling something again, but it was not understandable. Big Dick continued smiling contently.

            “Well, I’m afraid times up,” announced the Spanker, “Please remove the thermometers so we may set-up for re-spanking and changing ends.”

            The Spanker motioned for Tiny to position himself and his “little” friend directly in front of Cupcakes swollen lips.

            “Cupcakes we’re going to remove the blindfold for the second session so that you can better understand what’s going on,” the Spanker announced and winked at Tiny who was sweating quite heavily.

            Cupcakes began to ask, “That seemed more like 10 minutes to me and I…

            Spanker was in position with his camera and Big Dick removed the blindfold. Cupcakes stopped talking as she stared at Tiny’s now 10-inch hard “Little Friend”, and her mouth dropped open. The camera went off. Tiny moved forward and inserted his special treat. The camera went off two more times.

            “Well, that’s the end of the third roll,” announced the Spanker, “You can review the photo’s after round 2 is over, if you like. You’re the main attraction.

            He looked at Tiny, “Tiny, your jumping the gun, we still have to re-spank and then you take the oral temperature. Tiny, pull him out or I’ll spank your big red butt.”

            Tiny finally complied and the Spanker went to his bag of tricks.

            “Round 2,” he announced and showed Cupcakes his old fraternity paddle.

            “This is 36 inches long and 6 inches wide and it is guaranteed to keep you warm. Turn up the music Big Dick, I’m feeling feisty for an old man,” said Spanker.

            Well, the spanking lasted for 5 minutes and the temperatures were taken until well after midnight. When Tiny’s “Little Friend” finally erupted, he was positioned at the rear for his third visit and he announced, “The cruise missile has found its target.”

            Big Dick turned out to be quite active with his “Driller” erupting 4 times. Two at each end. “Cupcakes, looking at your lovely boobs helped me to achieve this new personal best.”

            Jimmy the Spanker did more than look at Cupcakes bodacious taa taas. He squeezed them and kissed them and squeezed them again. They ended up quite red and swollen.

            As the evening concluded, the Spanker announced, “Cupcakes, Big Dick, Tiny and I just can’t wait until next month’s Special Board Meeting. I’m sure we can get another roll or two of film and come up with some more interesting poses for you.”

            Cupcakes smiled and hoped that Surge wasn’t feeling feisty.

 

Candy arrived home around 12:30 p.m. She thought Surge was sleeping, but as she entered the living room she noticed a blazing fire in the fireplace. Surge suddenly popped up from behind the couch and said, “I thought me and the first surgeant would wait up for you and give you a big surprise.”

            Surge slowly removed his robe and exposed his first surgeant.

            “My god” thought cupcakes; “He’s at least 5 inches (which was enormous for Surge). Now what’s going to happen?”

            She didn’t have to wait long. Surge moved behind her and removed the skirt to the business suit followed by her thong underwear.

            “I picked up a new jar of Vaseline today for your dry skin. Would you like to try it out?”

            “Oh sure,” said Candy trying to sound excited. As she thought, “I hope there’s no marks back there.”

            Surge greased up the first surgeant and slowly bent his wife over the couch. “Your bum looks even softer than ever my dear. Here comes the first surgeant.” As he slowly inserted himself into her inviting buttocks.

            “It’s been awhile, but this sure feels familiar. Don’t you think, Honey,” he murmured as a devilish smile crossed his lips.


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