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Ann sat on the corner of the bed waiting for Tom to enter the room and give the inevetible order to strip and lay across the bed for her spanking. She could hear the sound of the strap landing across her Jennifer's rear and the accompanying cries of pain and promises to be a good girl. As she sat listening she remembered one of the many spankings she had recieved from her father many years ago.

"Well, do you have anything to say for yourself before we start?" he asked.

The sound of his voice snapped her back to the present, she had begun to get turned on thinking about her fathers belting, and she had almost forgotten that she was about to recieve another that would surely be at least as severe as that one for charging her and Tom's credit card to the limit without telling him.

She could only shake her head and murmer a soft "no, but I'm sorry Tom, it won't happen again."

"I know it won't Ann," he said, "because after I'm done with your bottom you'll think twice before charging our card up like that again." "I've decided to use the razor strop on you to make sure of that, now take off your panties and bend over the corner of the bed with one leg on each side of the corner, with your legs well apart."

"Oh no Tom, not the strop, please!"

The strop had been Tom's grandfathers, and he'd never used it on her before, it was thick and Tom had made sure to always keep the leather well oiled to keep it from cracking, he had threatened to use it before but never had. Ann knew that this time she was being punished for real.

"Please, just use your belt,"she pleaded, but it fell on deaf ears as Tom was already getting it out of their closet.

"Don't try to get out of it Ann, you know you deserve it and there's nothing you can say to change my mind, now bend over and take down those panties," he commanded.

Tears welling up in her eyes she did as she was told, hooking a thumb in each side of her panties she slid them down around her ankles and straddled the corner of the bed laying her stomach on the mattress with one leg on each side of the corner knowing this would be a spanking she would never forget.

Placing a hand on each thigh at the top Tom pulled her back until her bottom was hanging over the corner of the bed with her pubes sitting right at the edge.

"Are you ready for your punishment Ann?" he asked.

"Y-Yes," she whimpered, "I'm sorry."

WHOOOOSH, CRAAACK! the strop landed without warning.

"OOOOOOOOHHHH" Ann cried, "PLEASE NO!"

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Again it whistled through the air, SMAAACK!, right across her tender ass.

"OHOHOHOH! PLEASE TOM, IT HURTS!"

Taking no notice Tom raised the razor strop again, briging it firmly down across both cheecks of Ann's naked posterior, WHAACK! CRAACK!, SMAACK!.

Ann was sobbing lustily from the third stroke on, she had never experienced a burning like this in her behind before, "PLEASE, NO MORE TOM, I'M SORRY, OOOOHHHH!"

Tom continued his assault on his wife's quickly reddening backside.

WHOOOSH, CRAAACK! "OOOOWWWW!" P-PLEASE", was all she could say, her cheeks would clench and unclench franticly trying to reduce the heat that quickly built in her bottom but to no avail, and through all of her crying Tom continued undaunted.

WHISSHHH, SMAACK!, WHAAPP! the leather continued to find it's mark, making an angry red stripe and a weal on each side of the belt on every stroke. By the eighteenth stroke Ann's crying was one continuous wail.

"OHHHHHH, PLEASE, I'LL BE GOOD," she cried, "NO MORE, PLEASE!"

But the strapping went on for a full five minutes, by the time Tom laid the strop down Ann's ass was a mound of red stripes, some already turning a light blue with white weals on either side of where the strop had landed.

As he looked at the form of his now sobbing wife, still bent over with her legs spread and ass hanging over the edge of the bed, he pulled out his now hard and reddened cock and slid it to the hilt into Ann's dripping cunt. Tom couldn't remember the last time her pussy felt so hot or wet.

As Ann lay bent over still crying, she felt Tom thrust into her and was surprised at how hot she felt, she came almost at once, and she was still crying! The orgasm went from the tips of her toes to the top of her head it felt like. Tom fucked her from behind like that until she came three more times, then he released what felt like a quart of come into her dripping hole, some spilling out around his engorged cock, laying down both of them spent, Tom kissed the remaining tears from Ann's face, and told her all was forgiven, they both agreed however, that that was one of the most intense love-making sessions that either one had ever experienced.

As they rested Ann slid down and licked Tom's tool clean bringing it slowly back to life, they made love twice more that night and both agreed that the strop would be used again for any more major infractions, and secretly Ann hoped it wouldn't be all that long before he had to use it on her again.