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Subject: Re: Five Bare Boy Butts Set Ablaze

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Date Posted: 03:50:30 07/01/22 Fri
In reply to: Danielle 's message, "Five Bare Boy Butts Set Ablaze" on 22:47:06 06/26/22 Sun


There are some here that I would love to have been neighbors with starting years ago and raised our children together or if many of us could even live in the same town, oh to have been over your house for tea and a talk when all this went down.

This was a brilliant read.

>Hello everyone,
>I am truly sorry that I have not posted for a while.
>Life has simply been overwhelmingly busy. I can’t
>tell you how much I miss posting though. I think about
>you all frequently.
>An incident occurred last night that I simply cannot
>NOT tell you about!
>As you know, my lovely sister, Becca, is engaged to be
>married. Being in her mid-fifties and eager to get on
>with a happy life, she ‘told’ David that she
>didn’t want to wait very long to get married. It
>turned out that David preferred to get married sooner
>than later too. The two of them felt that a long
>engagement would be weird since the kids have already
>been pressing them ‘when are you getting married,
>when are you getting married’? Becca’s son, Henry,
>is sixteen and a handsome boy (with a very cute boy
>butt… especially when it is bare and over my knee),
>and her daughter, Molly, is thirteen and is very smart
>and pretty, just like her mother. And yes, Molly also
>has a very cute (bare) butt (it’s been too long
>since I’ve had her over my knee… her good behavior
>is driving me crazy and needs to change soon).
>David’s little boys, Dawson, Cody and Jackson, have
>been breaking my heart with their unimaginable
>sweetness and hair-pulling naughtiness. Dawson is
>five, and will turn six in October. Cody is currently
>six but will turn seven in about ten days. Jackson,
>the sweetest of them all, is eight, and oh-my-God is
>his bare butt ever something to die for. All three
>boys have super sweet boy-butts, but the
>eight-year-old’s is particularly magical. Getting to
>be Auntie Dani to those three boys has had me running
>a little high lately. As I’ve mentioned before,
>Becca and David designated me as their go-to
>babysitter (something that the boys are also very
>happy about) and I’ve been taking full advantage of
>the wide range of opportunities and responsibilities
>that go with the job.
>So… anyway… Becca and David asked if the boys
>could do an overnight at our house last night. Um…
>duh… of course… the only person who loves those
>little sweetie pies more than Becca and David is me!
>So… much to the glee of Dawson, Cody and Jackson, at
>five o’clock last night the boys were dropped off at
>my house. My own boys, Caleb and Charlie, twelve and
>thirteen, immediately grabbed ahold of their
>soon-to-be-cousins and ran them to the park about a
>block and a half from our house. Two years ago, I
>wouldn’t have let the boys go to the park on their
>own, but now that they are getting a little older,
>I’m trying to trust them more. I told them all to be
>back by six-thirty so that we could have dinner. Much
>to my disappointment, the boys did as they were told
>and arrived back home in time for dinner (darn).
>After dinner, all five boys went back outside to play,
>but this time they just stayed in the back yard. I was
>cleaning the kitchen and could see them through the
>back window throwing their frisbees around and hitting
>tennis balls with baseball bats. Having taken their
>t-shirts off, I was able to see how tan they had all
>And then… my cell phone rang… and that’s when
>the night took an interesting turn.
>My phone indicated that it was getting close to nine
>o’clock and that it was my sister calling. I
>answered my phone like I occasionally do when it’s
>Becca and said, ‘Yo, bitch’ (or sometimes ‘Yo,
>babe’). Becca launched into a quick apology and
>started telling me that she had forgotten to ask me to
>do something very important. She said that Dawson,
>Cody and Jackson had behaved atrociously about thirty
>minutes before she was due to drop them off at my
>house, and that she had sentenced them all to good,
>hard, bare bottom spankings. At the time, however, she
>was pressed to get them to my house. She didn’t want
>to be late getting to David’s. She told the boys
>that Aunt Dani would simply have to deal with them.
>Apparently, the boys erupted with pleas to be spanked
>by her instead and went on to explain that my
>spankings hurt way, way, way too much.
>Becca then asked me if I would be willing to spank
>Dawson, Cody and Jackson for her, and specified that
>the spankings needed to be bare, with the brush, over
>my knee and very serious. In one-one hundredths of a
>second, my heartbeat quadrupled and my whole body
>surged with a hot, tingly sensation. Had I really just
>heard my sister say what I thought she’d said? It
>turned out that, YES, I had heard her correctly. My
>sister and I have always been very casual about asking
>one another to spank each other’s kids, but this
>time it felt like she knew exactly how much I would
>appreciate being given this opportunity. I guess
>I’ve been pretty open with Becca about my
>appreciation for the boys’ bare butts, and how much
>I’ve enjoyed bending them over my knee for some
>red-hot, kicking and screaming spankings. Becca told
>me that she, too, has thoroughly enjoyed spanking the
>boys and has appreciated the frequency with which she
>has been able to do it. Becca and I talked for a few
>more minutes and when the conversation was done, my
>spanking itch was in overdrive.
>I yelled out to the back window and told the boys to
>come inside as it was getting late. Five minutes
>later, the boys were still outside so I yelled out the
>window again but this time added the promise of
>applying my wooden spoon to their bare butts if they
>didn’t get inside immediately. The threat to Dawson,
>Cody and Jackson was a bit silly as their bottoms were
>already doomed, but the jury was still out on whether
>Caleb and Charlie would need to go over my knee as
>well. I opened my utensil drawer and rifled through
>the items until I found my trusty ol’ wooden
>spanking spoon and set it on the kitchen counter near
>the sink. The boys continued to drag their feet as
>they made their way inside so I decided that Caleb and
>Charlie would be getting their butts bared and burned
>as well. Over the last week, Caleb and Charlie had
>been dragging their feet whenever I asked them to do
>something, and since I was going to be spanking three
>boys, I might as well spank five boys.
>When the boys got inside, I told them to line up in
>the kitchen, side-by-side, with their backs to the
>oven-wall (it’s not a wall full of ovens, it’s
>just the interior wall where the oven is located).
>They looked very cute standing there in nothing but
>their shorts… bare feet, bare legs, bare chests.
>Their shorts had slid down a bit, revealing a rim of
>white skin that hinted at the white, smooth, tender
>bottoms below. I explained to Dawson, Cody and Jackson
>that their mother (the boys call my sister their
>mother now) had called me and asked me to give them
>each a stiff tanning, and I told my own boys that they
>were in for bare spankings as well. I went from boy to
>boy and stripped them all buck-naked. The tears flowed
>heavily and the begging to be spared their spankings
>was in high gear.
>I picked up my wooden spoon and grabbed Dawson as I
>figured I’d spank from youngest to oldest. As I
>grabbed Dawson, I realized that the boy was a bit too
>sweaty and smelly for me to lay over my knee so I
>marched him down the hallway and into the bathroom
>where I turned on the shower and told him to get
>cleaned up. I said that he had five minutes and that I
>was going to remain standing right there so that I
>could tan his bare little bottom as soon as he was
>done. I kept the shower curtain partially open so I
>could watch the boy and make sure he wasn’t
>As soon as Dawson had rinsed himself off one last
>time, I turned off the shower and hauled the naked boy
>out into the middle of the bathroom. I marched him
>over to the toilet where I closed the seat and sat
>down while holding my spanking spoon in my right hand.
>Dawson stood in front of me, dripping wet and begging
>me not to spank him. “Oh, little boy, you’re going
>to get a spanking alright, and good, hard one at that.
>Your mother asked me to tan your little bottom and
>that’s exactly what I’m going to do. Now save your
>fake tears and bend over my knee. I’ll be making you
>cry REAL tears soon enough. With that, I bent the
>five-year-old over my knee and proceeded to spank his
>bare wet bottom long and hard! Bright red spoon
>circles sprang to life after each and every swat, and
>Dawson’s screaming bounced loudly off the tiled
>bathroom walls. Between the endless hard smacking and
>the ear-piercing shrieking, my ears started to ring. I
>imagined that the boys left standing in the kitchen
>were wondering what their bottoms were in for.
>After a long, hard, bare bottom, wooden spoon
>spanking, Dawson leapt off my knee like a frog and
>instantly started rubbing his burning, stinging,
>tomato-red bare butt (with Aunt Dani’s signature
>blue sit-spots). His eyes were red and filled with
>tears. His continued hollering and crying practically
>brought the walls down. I opened the bathroom door and
>told him to go to Caleb and Charlie’s bedroom and to
>wait for me there. I explained that as soon as I was
>done soundly spanking the bare bottoms of the other
>four boys, I would have a discussion with him and the
>I returned to the kitchen and to the remaining four,
>naked, nervous-looking boys. Their white hips glowed
>brightly in contrast to their otherwise brown bodies.
>Their hands were folded in front of them to hide their
>privates. With the thick wooden spanking spoon in my
>right hand, I pointed it at the teary-eyed
>six-year-old, Cody, and said in a calm tone,
>“You’re next! Get to the bathroom, NOW!” I
>walked behind Cody as he made his way down the
>hallway. My eyes were glued to his adorable, young,
>bare butt cheeks swaying and shifting back and forth
>and up and down. I couldn’t wait to get him over my
>knee and give him a good sound spanking!
>After Cody finished his shower, I hauled him naked and
>wet over to the toilet where I resumed my previous
>position and bent him bare-bottom-up over my knee!
>Cody cried and begged me not to spank him too hard. I
>gave him a moment of hope as my right hand gently and
>lovingly caressed his bare bottom, but then I told him
>that he would get exactly what his little brother had
>just gotten. With that, I raised the wooden spoon. For
>the next several minutes, I spanked, and I spanked,
>and I spanked Cody’s bare bottom long and hard while
>he bucked and twisted and kicked every which way. Cody
>quickly went into hysterics while his screaming and
>yelling filled every corner of the house (and the
>neighborhood). I knew that my next door neighbor,
>Victoria, would be asking me what happened. Cody’s
>bare bottom was thoroughly spanked and swollen when I
>stopped, and just like Dawson’s sit-spots, Cody’s
>had blue bulls-eyes as well. I let Cody to his
>post-spanking, burning-bare-bottom-dance for a few
>minutes before I sent him down the hall to join Dawson
>in the boy’s room.
>I proceeded to give Jackson, Caleb and Charlie the
>exact same treatment that the two littler boys had
>gotten, and to equal effect. I find it fascinating
>that a wooden spoon can make a thirteen-year-old boy
>scream and holler just as loudly as a five-year-old
>boy. With the older three boys, I gave more swats such
>that their butts and several inches down the backs of
>their thighs were totally and completely covered with
>flaming-red spoon prints, and each print stung like
>the Lord God Almighty.
>After all five, naked boys had been soundly,
>thoroughly and properly bare-bottom spanked, and their
>screaming and crying had simmered down, I had some
>final words with them in the boys’ bedroom. All five
>boys stood and rubbed their stinging and sizzling bare
>butts while I addressed them. None of them had any
>interest in sitting and wouldn’t for quite some
>time. I explained to them why they had all be spanked
>as soundly as they had been and that I expected no
>troubles from them at bedtime. Any goofing around at
>bedtime would earn them another full-on, bare bottom
>spanking, but next time it would be with my wooden
>hairbrush, and I would spare them nothing. Just
>because their butts were sore and hot wouldn’t give
>them any leniency.
>Luckily, the boys behaved well for the rest of the
>night, but being that it was still rather warm
>outside, none of them redressed after their spankings.
>They all chose to cool their bare and throbbing
>backsides in the night air.

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