Spanked !

Carol sat back contentedly sipping her chardonnay while Piers put Rob through the mill with ever more outrageous poses. "Let's see how flexible you are handsome" he demanded on more than one occasion. "Kneel back on the sofa. Turn your back to us. Shoulders down, bend, knees apart, stick that bum right out !" Carol giggled. Rob was mortified. "Just look at the angle of dangle ! And oh look. He's winking at us. Carol and I can see absolutely everything can't we Carol ?" Piers crowed. "Absolutely everything" Carol agreed laughing. And not only was everything on display but it was also being digitally recorded in graphic detail.

No matter how humiliated Rob was feeling, he could not get rid of his burgeoning erection. In fact, it just seemed to keep getting harder and more pronounced. Damn those pills that Carol keeps making me take, thought Rob. But was the effect all down to the blue pills ? It couldn't be that he was getting turned on by this kind of treatment could it ? The same thoughts were passing through Carol's mind.

She rose from her chair. "Let me take a photo of the pair of you together as a memento of the evening" she offered. Piers was only too eager to accept the invitation. He went and stood next to Rob and put an arm around his waist. "Big smile" said Carol, as with his free hand, Piers grabbed hold of Rob's cock as he planted a kiss on his cheek. "And how about a spanking pose ?" Carol offered. "Ooh yes" agreed Piers, sitting down on the sofa and patting his knee. "Come on Rob, assume the position" Carol commanded. Rob miserably spread himself over Piers's lap, becoming horribly aware that the art teacher appeared to be sporting an erection similar to his own beneath his jeans !

Carol took the photo of Piers with arm raised as if to administer the blow. "Oh what the hell, may as well spank him for real Piers" she laughed. "Can I ?" he asked joyfully. "Of course" answered Carol as a loud slap rang out !