The Break - Don Brown

So it was agreed, jo jo would have a holiday, a break, a time to reflect maybe.

She and the HoH, her Daddy, would be separated, the first time in 2 years.

It was time to taste the freedom and enjoy life without consequences.

Daddy knew, 2 years of being under his guidance would stand her in good stead in the outside world.

It was decided that no contact was needed for the time she was away, well not spoken contact anyway, but an email on her adventures occasionally would be nice, but no pressure.

Sir Don kissed his lilones forehead as she left the house for her taxi.

He saw the tears in her eyes as she walked down the path, he smiled at the grimace on her face as she sat in the back seat, the 10 stripes he had given her that very morning, knickers to her knees and over the dining table doing their job, reminding her of how much she was loved.

jo jo had arranged to stay with some girl friends in Leeds and she was so excited.

Leeds is such a vibrant 24 hour city she recalled, full of night clubs and pavement cafes, she also remembered the ice rink they had outside at Christmas time and how she accidentally bumped into a man, three times to be exact, 2 years ago, another tear rolled down her face as she reached the station.

Elle and Ruby were waiting as the train pulled into Leeds station, as jo jo began to stand, another grimace, followed by a smile crossed her face, she took her case from the luggage area and got off the train.

They headed straight to the Corn Exchange, an old building used as its name suggests, corn trading, but now a mêlée of cafes and restaurants.

She fidgeted as they talked and laughed and with every fidget, a grimace and Daddy in her mind, she felt so safe, and happy.

It was 7.30pm and it was jo jo`s turn to shower, all the girls were in one bedroom getting ready for that evenings night out.

Elle was first to shower, jo jo took particular notice so she could give a full report to daddy, a tall girl, 5`8” with legs that went on for miles, neatly manicured pussy in a triangle shape, smallish but very pert boobs with the brightest pink nipples she ever did see.

It was then Ruby’s turn, a couple of inches shorter and blonde, she was completely waxed, as was jo jo and had lovely round tits which stood proud from her body and the tightest of bottoms.

Jo jo removed her clothes, the casual floppy cotton jumper followed by her white lace bra. Trainers, socks and Levi’s left her in her white cotton lace knickers, she purposely turned her back as she removed them and heard the gasps as the other 2 saw her stripes, she tingled.

She could not resist a play in the shower and almost fell over with its power as she rubbed her bottom, her eyes tightly closed as her mind wandered.

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Once is an accident, twice is very unlucky, but to be hit 3 times by the same girl is nothing short of sadistic.

Sir Don helped her to her feet, “well young lady, and this times excuse is???”

“Oh I am so sorry Sir, perhaps I should stop now, I was going to make this my last circuit as my friends have not turned up”

“Come, hold my arms, let me take you round, if only in the cause of human safety” they both laughed as Sir Don expertly held her, one arm behind her back, the other holding her left arm tightly.

They skated another 30 minutes or so, gliding over the ice, the music enhancing the moment, “one more song and I think you will have had enough lilone” it was the Ronan Keating one from Notting Hill,

It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word, you can light up the dark
Try as I may I could never explain
What I hear when you don't say a thing.

“Would you like to go for a drink, my hotel is just over the road?” Sir Don pointed to the Marriott

“I think I owe it to you, if only to protect you from other skaters” They both laughed as they entered the bar.

“A bottle of my white and 2 glasses” the waiter took the order and returned in seconds, Sir Don tasted, and nodded his approval.

“Now young lady how best to deal with your 3 misdemeanors?”

jo jo giggled, “I think I may be too old for a spanking over your knee….”

Before she could finish the sentence, “Exactly as I thought, a spanking it is, you may bring your glass with you”

“It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart”

Sir Don stood, picked up the bottle and his glass and walked to the lift, jo jo followed as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

The lift sopped at the 4^th floor and they walked down the corridor to the last room, room 417.

He opened the door and put the key card into the light socket and the wall lights came on. He placed his glass and the bottle on the table and pulled back the dressing table stool.

Jo jo instinctively followed and as Sir Don sat, she stood to his right hand side, she slipped of her boots and lowered her jeans and knickers in one go to her knees. She draped herself over his knee and gripped the stool legs with both hands.

“Without saying a word, you can light up the dark”

He allowed her to settle then began to slap her bare bottom cheeks, no pattern, left, right, left, right, then 2 or 3 to the left cheek, a couple to the right one.

She began to sob as it got harder, then cry as the pain took over her feelings then…………………..

Surely not, surely she was not pushing her bottom up to meet his hand and when he stopped to rub her crimson cheek, surely she was not pushing her clitty on his knee.

He stopped and told her to stand, on shaky legs she did as she was told and he moved the stool into the centre of the room.

He looked at her, then looked at the stool, then reached to his waist and began to unbuckle his broad, black, leather belt.

She felt her pussy betray her as she felt a wetness running down her inner thighs.

He slowly pulled the belt through every loop, on the last loop she laid over the stool, again gripping the legs and pushing her bottom up high.

“Try as I may I could never explain”

Sir Don again felt her hot bottom, then doubled his belt, he walked around her and she lifter her head and her eyes followed him till he was out of sight. She then looked down, as in slow motion she heard the wwhhoosshh and an age later felt the ccrraacckk.

Again he walked round; again her eyes were magnetized to him, and again, wwhhoosshh -----ccrraacckk

She had no idea, and cared even less as Sir Don gave her an even ten wheels.

He stopped and walked round a final time, again her eyes followed and this time arose and walked towards the bed, the covers already down turned, she striped naked and got in.

“What I hear when you don't say a thing”

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