Across Miss Anderson’s Knee

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Christopher didn’t mind being a lazy person. He rather enjoyed it… until his mother got a hold of him. Last week he had decided to watch a football game with a few college friends instead of mowing the lawn for his next door neighbor, Miss Anderson. Later that evening, Christopher went to Miss Anderson’s house and attempted to convince her that he had mowed her lawn and that she owed him money. Miss Anderson refused to hear it from the lazy young man and sent him away empty handed. But she made damn sure to call Christopher’s mother and notify her of the situation. Christopher received a severe spanking across his mother’s knee and was notified that he was to mow Miss Anderson’s lawn for the next month free of charge. In addition, Christopher was also to receive a weekly spanking from Miss Anderson for one month due to his disrespectfulness. This story is the only the beginning of young Christopher’s encounters with Miss Anderson..


The alarm clock had been going off for almost ten minutes before Christopher decided to roll over and hit the snooze button again. It was Sunday morning and all Christopher wanted to do was sleep, but he knew he had things to do. He had been delaying all week on mowing the lawn for Miss Anderson. He had also been delaying the inevitable punishment he was also going to receive.

Secretly, he had dreamed of having the chance to be in the presence of Miss Anderson all alone. She was a beautiful woman who all the boys on the street would fantasize about. Christopher couldn’t help but feel a little excited that he would be in her very presence today, across her lap he had hoped. Despite how excited he was about it, he was also nervous and unsure of what Miss Anderson was going to do.

After another ten minutes he decided to crawl out of bed. There was no use in delaying. Christopher had to mow Miss Anderson’s lawn and he was going to be punished for his disrespectful behavior.

Christopher slipped on a simple pair of jeans, a red tee shirt and old sneakers and headed out the door. The sun was out and it was a gorgeous Sunday morning. Christopher knocked on Miss Anderson’s front door nervously. There was no answer. He slipped around to the side of the house and opened the side gate. Miss Anderson was lying out near the pool.

“Miss Anderson?” he called out.

“Oh! I’m so happy you finally decided to show up, Christopher,” Miss Anderson announced.

Miss Anderson sat up and moved her long, lean legs to the other side of the lounge chair. She was wearing a bikini and had her long blonde hair pulled up in a simple, yet very sexy ponytail. Christopher could only imagine how her voluptuous breasts looked at that very moment.

“Everything is ready for you to mow the lawn… make Kartal Öğrenci Escort sure you don’t run over the flowers in the yard. And don’t forget to come and see me before you head on home, young man.”

“Yes, ma’am,” was the only response Christopher could mutter.

Christopher started mowing the front lawn, taking his time and being careful not to run over the flowers. He made his way down the side of the house and peeked inside a bedroom window. Christopher noticed a very nice, round ass bending over in front of him. Then the feminine figure stood up and pulled a pair of shorts over the bikini bottom. Christopher quickly turned away hoping he wasn’t caught staring. He could feel how hard he was at that point in time and only imagined how much worse it was going to get once he was inside Miss Anderson’s house for punishment.

While he was daydreaming about kicking and screaming over her lap, he had run over the flowers along the side of the house.

“Shit!” he screamed.

Christopher continued mowing the remainder of the lawn and prayed that Miss Anderson wouldn’t notice the unfortunate mishap.

Christopher made his way back to the front door and knocked lightly. His hands were shaking. He knew the time for punishment was near.

“Finished?” she asked in a calm, sweet voice.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Looks like you did a good job. Did you run over any flowers?”

“No, ma’am,” Christopher said, all the while he knew he was lying.

“Sounds fabulous. Would you like to come inside for some tea?”

“Do I have too?”

“You don’t have to have any tea. But you do have to come inside. Your mother notified me that in addition to mowing my lawn for free, you are also to be subject to whatever punishment I see fit,” Miss Anderson said with a stern look.

“Oh, my! My mother didn’t call and tell you! She changed her mind. I thought for sure she would have warned you, Miss Anderson!”

Miss Anderson laughed and grabbed the naughty young man by his ear. Christopher started to scream and protest but was unable to get away.

“I’m going to tell my mother!” he proceeded to belt numerous times.

“Oh, hush up! Your mother has given me permission to do as I see fit for your disrespectful behavior. Now go stand in the corner until I am ready to deal with you!”

Christopher did as he was told… even though he didn’t want to. Nervous about his upcoming punishment he tried to think of other things… like how gorgeous Miss Anderson looked. She was still wearing the bikini… there was just enough fabric to cover her breasts. Christopher imagined sucking on her voluptuous breasts. He imagined taking her nipples between his teeth and making her beg him to fuck her hard Kartal Çıtır Escort and fast. Just as he was imagining her on her hands and knees begging him to fuck her, a sharp voice broke the air.

“Come here, young man!”

Christopher turned around and saw a chair positioned in the center of the living room. Miss Anderson, who was a good four inches taller, stood before him. She had a wooden hairbrush in her hand and a stern look on her face.

Immediately Christopher began protesting, “Please don’t! I’m sorry for what I did! I promise I won’t do it again! I promise, ma’am!”

“Oh, hush up! Quit protesting and just accept the fact that I am going to spank you until you learn not to be so demanding and disrespectful. Now do as you are told and take your pants down! Now!”

Christopher did as he was told… nervous and shaking the whole time.

“Very good. Now bend over the chair.”

Miss Anderson stood behind him. She lightly swatted his ass a few times with her hand. Then she drew back her arm and let down one hard swat across his bare bottom. Christopher winced lightly. She let down another ten hard swats before she finally spoke to him again.

“You lied to me.”

“No, ma’am. I didn’t lie about anything!” Christopher said.

“I asked you if you had run over any of the flowers outside. I went outside while you were standing in the corner and I saw that you had run over the flowers near my bedroom window. Are you telling me that you didn’t run over them, young man?”

“No, ma’am.”

Miss Anderson drew her hand back and let down another hard swat on Christopher’s bottom.

“Who ran over the flowers, Christopher?”

“I did, ma’am.”

Again, Miss Anderson let down another hard swat. This time she followed up by a hard swat on the back of each thigh.

“Why did you lie to me?”

Christopher thought long and hard about what the proper response would be. Finally he broke out with, “Because I was scared.”

“You should be scared. I hate it when naughty boys lie to me. Now stand up.”

Christopher did precisely as he was told. Miss Anderson took a seat in the chair and motioned for him to lie across her knee.

“Lay across my knee, Christopher.”

“Please no! Please! I’m sorry!”

Tired of dealing with his protesting, she reached up and grabbed his arm and pulled him across her knee. Once she had the naughty boy in position she wrapped her other leg around his.

“Christopher, you will take your punishment like a grown up! You will be still! You will not fight me! Do you understand?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Christopher said, his voice trembling.

Miss Anderson had the wooden hairbrush in her hand and admired it. “I remember Kartal Elit Escort all the spankings I received as a child with this wooden hairbrush. My mother insisted that I would one day appreciate the power this hairbrush beholds. I am certainly appreciating it right now.”

“Miss Anderson, please don’t spank me!”

Miss Anderson grew tired of the pathetic begging and quickly swatted Christopher’s bare bottom with the hairbrush. She administered ten quick swats before she spoke again.

“Christopher, I am going to give you twenty-five swats with this wooden hairbrush. I expect you to count each swat. Anytime you miss a number, or lose count, I will start from one again. Do you understand?”

“I am much too old to be counting swats like a small child, ma’am. I’m nineteen for goodness sake! I’m much too old to be lying across your lap!”

“You’re much too old? Hmmmm… seemed like a spoiled brat when you came asking for money you didn’t deserve! You seemed like a small child when you lied to me about running over the flowers! Christopher, you want to act like a child, you will certainly be punished like a child as well! Do you understand?”

“Yes, ma’am!”

Miss Anderson brought the brush above Christopher’s ass before finally letting the first swat fall.


She continued with another quick ten swats, making it increasingly difficult for Christopher to remain still.

“Two!… three!… four!!… five!!… please, no more!” Christopher cried.

Miss Anderson didn’t seem to mind the begging. She just continued her task at hand and continued swatting the naughty young boy’s bare bottom. After twenty hard swats she finally stopped.

“Thank you for stopping, ma’am.”

She laughed, “I’m not finished. You have five more swats to go.”

She sat the brush down on the ground and raised her hand high. As hard as she could, she swatted Christopher’s bare bottom.

Instantly, Christopher tried to move away. He squirmed and wiggled across her lap, screaming the whole time.

“What number was that?”


Miss Anderson administered the remaining four swats… each one increasingly painful for the naughty little boy and each time he screamed louder and louder.

“Stand up!”

Christopher stood before the glamorous woman. Tears were running down his cheek.

“Are you going to be disrespectful anymore?

“No, ma’am,” Christopher said, sniffling.

“Are you going to lie to me anymore?

“No, ma’am.”

“Good. Pull your pants up and then head on home. Make sure to let your mother know that I punished you exactly as she had asked. And also make sure that you come back in about a week to mow the lawn again.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Christopher said. He winced as his boxers rubbed against his sore bottom. He was at the door when he heard Miss Anderson call his name one last time.

“Christopher that was only the first spanking… remember that they only get worse from here,” she said with a wicked grin on her face.

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