Chapter 8

Next morning, when both Danny and Vanessa had seen the video that was sent to their smartphones. As soon as it started Vanessa commanded, “Turn it off!” A few seconds was all she needed to know what was on it and what it meant.

They immediately agreed to meet the unknown blackmailers at the stables. Despite the humiliating events of the day before, having actually had sex had boosted both Danny and Vanessa’s confidence. They both felt alive and sexy. Yes, these two. And as a beautiful sexy couple they were sure they were not going to be pushed around by any stupid blackmailers. Danny was sure to thrash whomever was behind this.

The power couple decided to take Vanessa’s Lexus to the stables. Danny wore his jodhpurs, shining riding boots and brought his riding crop, in case things got serious. He felt like a hero in period drama. As for Vanessa, stuffed into her push up padded bra and squeezed into a tight new girdle, her artificial curves had been restored and her real ones concealed again. Her face was beautifully made up. Standing next to each other the power couple really did look glamorous and intimidating.

As they headed into the barn at the appointed time the last people they expected to see were Kat and Gavin, their nemeses from the day before. The moment Danny saw the blackmailer was the same girl that had beaten him up and spanked him all his bravado deserted him. She had gotten into his head. A large wet spot appeared on his jodhpurs.

“Listen up you two” said Kat. “I don’t want either of you trying to bully anyone anymore. Danny, I don’t want to see you being mean to kids at this riding club, and you Vanessa, well I don’t want to hear from you or that stupid hypocritical PHAAT organisation of yours in any way at all. So just to make sure you spoiled kids (Danny and Vanessa winced as they heard the younger girl referring to them in that patronising way) behave, You’re gonna come to the stables every week for a spanking. That way I know you aren’t bullying anyone and aren’t getting any ideas into your heads for ****. And let’s be honest. You are both way overdue for some discipline. You spoiled brats have gone unchecked your whole lives I bet.”

Vanessa and Danny were silent for a moment. Taking it in. Weighing their options. Then Vanessa spoke.

“But... but... but that’s not FAIRRRRRRRR,” whined Vanessa.

“If you don’t come” said Kat bluntly “then I will release this tape online and that will be the end of your social lives, never mind your time with PHAAT. Now if you want to avoid that then just bend down over those hay bales over there. And with what you two have already been through, your precious reputations are barely hanging by a thread anyway.”

Vanessa had only been spanked one time in her life and it was the day before by Kat. She wasn’t going to go through that again! She made a run for it.

She got about two steps. Kat grabbed her wrist and held on to it. Kat was impressed at how easy it was to push Vanessa around. The truth was Kat, though younger, was an athlete and Vanessa was a lazy butterball who had never worked out in her life.

It didn’t take Kat more than 30 seconds to strip Vanessa’s new blue polka dot dress clean of her body. Danny stood by in his wet jodhpurs, too scared to do anything. Now that Vanessa was out of her dress it was once more humiliatingly obvious just how much underwear she needed to maintain that stunning figure.

First there was the huge bra, which was clearly stuffed with silicone falsies, then there was the tight waist cincher, holding her belly in, and today, instead of the girdle Kat had taken from her yesterday Vanessa wore an extra-large pair of fat-control butt-moulding panties.

She rubbed Vanessa’s tightly packed bottom and then started spanking her.

WHACK!

“Ow! Hmph!!”

Kat gave her five good whacks but didn’t seem to be getting much of a reaction from Vanessa. “I don’t think this is working,” muttered the middle-schooler. Then she realized the lycra padding in Vanessa’s panties was providing a cushion. Kat started to yank them down, despite Vanessa’s vehement protests. She kicked and fought but could not get up. Pulling these panties down was no easy task though. Vanessa was really packed in there.

“Gavin, a little help here!”

Snapping to attention Gavin grabbed the waistband of Vanessa’s expensive shaping panties and started to pull them down. Kat joined in and the two started to make progress.

“Nooooo! Don’t you dare! Stooop!!” Vanessa wailed to no avail.

As they descended, her pale jiggly bottom once again came into view. Surprisingly large in comparison to how it looked inside the shaping panties, it was already covered with plenty of cellulite – it was the kind of bottom you’d expect from a lazy, over-privileged spoiled brat.

Then the real spanking began.

WHACK!!

“Owwwww!! Ohhh!!”

Now Kat’s blows reddened up Vanessa’s bottom in a hurry. The vain teenage villain was crying by the third spank. The pain and humiliation was too much to bear.

WHACK!

“Owwww! Ohhhhh….”

The spanking went on until Kat’s hand started to hurt. “Okay that’s enough of that,” she said. “Gavin, pull them back up.”

Again, Gavin came over and this time he pulled up Vanessa’s panties, something that was much harder than pulling them down. Squeezing all that ass into those tight panties was the toughest chore of the morning. While they finally managed it, Kat took the dishrag she was still carrying around from the picnic the day before and began rubbing Vanessa’s face with it. Once again, with Vanessa’s makeup gone, her face appeared chubbier, her skin blotchy in spots and she even had a couple of pimples. It was an almost exact replay of her humiliation at the picnic, but now Vanessa knew she was going to have to face this humiliation every week. This made the pain seem twice as bad. She looked up and saw Danny staring at her. He hadn’t seen her spanking at the picnic but now he was looking transfixed with his eyes glazed over. Vanessa glanced down at his crotch and realised that under his thin diaper his three inch pecker was bulging fully erect. Danny had seen her fat bottom covered in cellulite being totally humiliated by Kat and he was still turned on by her. Somewhere, despite the intense pain in her behind, she started to feel good.

Kat’s sharp voice brought Vanessa back to reality. “Go stand in the corner with your fat bottom on show while we give the same spanking to your diaper-wearing boyfriend” she snapped. Danny looked up wild eyed and ****. His fists balled up by his sides but he looked uncertain. “Don’t be silly” said Kat, every time you’ve tried to beat me up, you’ve ended up humiliating yourself, there is no point trying to carry on being a mean bully.” Danny looks over at Vanessa and asks “What do you think Vanny? Should we accept this ****”.

Vanessa, seeing Danny’s pecker still at full attention and thinking of the orgasm she had last night, makes up her mind. “Yes Danny,” she says, “just bend over and let Kat get this week’s punishment over”. Danny still looks doubtful and a bit angry but on hearing his girlfriend talk this way he slowly bends over pulling down his jodhpurs and soaked diaper. As he does so his little penis springs out and Kat and Gavin notices. “That’s so small” remarks Gavin, “is that why you are always trying to bully middle schoolers and people younger than you?” Danny does even redder and says nothing.

“Oh gross,” says Kat, “I’m not spanking you with my hand. Gavin, pass me Danny’s riding crop please.”

Danny gulps nervously as the hard leather stick rains down blows on his bottom. He howls after each smack. “This should teach you to enjoy your girlfriend’s spanking,” says Kat as she aims the riding crop right between Danny’s cheeks, landing a blow on his little anus. Danny yowls louder even than Vanessa did and starts to cry harder than she ever did.

Clearly the soothing diaper rash cream is going to need to be applied as soon as they head home, thinks Vanessa, smiling a little to herself at the prospect.

20 minutes later and Danny and Vanessa were driving home in Vanessa’s Lexus, both of them with scarlet bottoms. The Lexus drove off to Danny’s house as the two losers of the week went to lick their wounds. They went in through the side door of his mansion and went into Danny’s room. Danny’s diaper was wet and Vanessa’s tight spanx was also strangely damp. They couldn’t wait to get into the bedroom since both of them now needed the diaper rash cream on their sensitive behinds, and also because these weekly spankings gave them another kind of itch they had only just learned how to scratch...