Paddling The Cowgirl

just a short scene about a paddling... a Halloween party, and this woman isn't just dressed as a cowgirl, she really is one, for a living, real spurs and all and if I ever objected to cowboy (cowgirl) boots with a skirt I won't any more - as long as it's a really, really short skirt.

This was one of these friend-of-a-friend things, so there was no real dynamic, just sort of "let's play" and I couldn't say for sure who said that... but we end up in a spare room, along with a few other people and a handful of straps. Talk about topping from the bottom, she left no doubt who was in charge and, not knowing her, I didn't want to push it - and it must've been working for her, her bottom was tanned pretty good but oh-so-smoothly and some of these were not light straps.

She was misbehaving with another brat, which was extremely disruptive, but we eventually got in under control - I had her bent over the back of a regular chair, holding the seat, and we moved to where the chair was against the wall and couldn't slide forward and the brats were decently separated.

By this time I had strapped her hard with several different straps, which she loved, probably spanked her some, too... all of which she soaked up like desert sand taking in rain. Narrow perfectly padded bottom on a body that was like, you couldn't decide between athletic and nice curves and this was the perfect compromise...

She complained that I was wrapping a bit so I corrected that... and then she produced a long frat paddle, I think a half-inch - thinner than I'm used to but not one of the super-thin quarter-inch ones - and full of holes, asked if I knew how to use it - I said "sure, this is my end, that's your end" - which made her scowl... but after a couple of swats - she was still bent over the back of this lightweight chair - she stood up and said I was over-hitting, to focus on the near cheek and let the far take care of itself (partly because the paddle, being thin and full of holes, was more flexible than I'm used to, and her bottom was not entirely as wide as I'm used to). I tried again and got "nope, too far, nope, too far..." finally got it about right... for a couple... then she stood up and said no again - I offered to tied her arms to the chair... she knew I was serious - I was dressed as Indiana Jones and had rope hanging from my belt - and said no... got her to bend over again and laid one on that I knew was good - the heaviness with which I was swatting her was also making the paddle flex more... she said that was good and I suggested that she count the good ones out loud and could skip the ones she didn't like... she counted one and two - and I mean, I laid into her... skipped the next one, counted the third and jumped up saying "enough, I want to be able to play for the rest of the party..." anyway, great fun...

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