The ‘My Birthday Spanking’ story contest was a lot of fun, and it looks like the entrants enjoyed themselves, too. The author of ‘Happy Birthday Greg Thornton’ is yet another example of the wonderful readers and contributors of this blog. Thank you again.
– Dana
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Happy Birthday Greg Thornton!
Greg Thornton was in a funk. His girl friend of two year’s, Ashley Finney, unceremoniously dumped him two months earlier. She told him she just couldn’t wait any longer for him to grow up. Although Greg had a good paying job the last five years with Kramer Internet Marketing he still lived with his parents, had no savings and blew his time and money with daily visits to the corner pub and monthly junkets with his college friends to Vegas. The poor boy was clueless and was completely taken off guard when Ashley dressed him down on a Friday evening after he showed up drunk and two hours late for a date.
His work suffered more than usual. He showed up late about twice a week since his misfortune. He missed a meeting with his boss the week before and a client got so fed up with him they requested a change in the personnel handling their account. Greg was ordered to report to his boss’ office where they would review his performance. How could I have let things get to this point he thought? I use to be someone; star running back on my High School Football team, Class President, Dean’s List and Cum Laude graduate from the University. The proudest day of my life was when I got my dream job at the age of 25 as a Junior Account Executive at Kramer internet. Now I’m on the verge of getting fired.
Greg’s visits to his bosses office were usually the same. His boss Marybeth Bennett would tell him his strengths; his charm, his easy going manner, his skill when he was motivated and his intelligence. Then would come a discussion of his tribulations at work; showing up late, hung over, not returning calls to clients and his bad attitude. Greg would apologize and promise to do better. Marybeth Bennett was a beautiful woman, raven black hair, hour glass figure, pouty lips and piercing blue eyes. At 35 she was only about five years older than Greg, but was more of a Mother figure than a boss or contemporary. She coddled Greg, not due to any romantic designs but because she saw the potential he was wasting.
This trip on Tuesday morning to Ms. Bennett’s office was different. She asked Greg what was wrong, he had never been a model employee but the past eight weeks had been intolerable. The next slip up would result in a suspension and the one after, his dismissal. Greg saw the disappointment in his boss’ eyes and opened up. He explained about getting dumped, for no good reason! He felt like he was in a rut, he tried to work hard, but never got promoted, he was coming up on his 30th birthday that Friday and he thought his life so far was a big waste. Marybeth had enough of Greg’s wallowing. “What do you expect the poor girl to do, wait until she’s 40 for you to grow up and move out of your parent’s home? As far as work is concerned, how can you expect to get promoted? Even when your work is good you have an infraction at least once a month. If I asked Ms. Kramer to promote you I’d be fired on the spot for incompetence.” With that she dismissed Greg from her office.
Greg took his talk to heart, for the first time he actually thought about his life through the eyes of others. He was a pretty horrible boy friend, always taking Ashley for granted. He never realized that Ms. Bennett could get into trouble with Ms. Kramer for covering for him. He resolved to lay low at least for a while until all of this blew over.
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When he returned back to his desk and sat down to his computer, his office mate Barbara Fuller was waiting. “I’m surprised you’re sitting down to work and not cleaning out your desk. I can’t believe you’re still working here after all your shenanigans the last two months.” Barbara was five years Greg’s junior in age but was on the fast track at work. Although she had only been with Kramer Internet for three years she had been promoted twice and was Greg’s Section Leader. Greg had rationalized being passed over as reverse sexism at a woman dominated firm, but had to admit that Barbara was brilliant, skilled, articulate, hard working and totally hot. Barbara was blond, dynamite body, green eyed and about Greg’s height at 5’-9”. Greg had contemplated asking her out, but she knew he had a steady girl friend and he thought she would reject his advances any way. He could never score with a girl like that.
Greg sheepishly replied, “Don’t worry Barb, I’m going to be better. I’m sorry I have been such a waste these past weeks. My birthday’s coming up, 30, and the thought of where I am in my life was just too much to handle. But my talk with Ms. Bennett really cleared my head. I’ve let you and Ms. Bennett down and it won’t happen again, I promise.”
Barbara retorted, “Well it better not! I‘m letting you know now, Ms. Bennett has ordered me to report any of your transgressions. I can’t cover for you any longer! If I do it could mean my job!”
Greg stated with more confidence, “I understand, you won’t have anything to report, you have my word.”
“Well at least you’re showing some remorse for the first time since I’ve known you and that’s a start. But unfortunately your word isn’t worth much right now, with me, Ms. Bennett or Ms. Kramer. I hope you mean it but time will tell. Let’s just get back to work.”
Three days went by in a whirl. For the first time in years Greg was a model employee, showing up on time, clear headed and ready to work. He even solved a thorny problem from a client and Ms. Bennett got favorable call about Greg for the first time in a year. It was Friday morning, and Barbara greeted Greg with a smile, “Happy Birthday, Birthday boy, good news, a group of us from work are going to take you out for your Birthday.”
“Thanks Barb, I was going to meet my buddies, but I think they may just drag me back to a place I want to stay away from. Who’s coming?”, Greg asked.
Barb replied, “Well it will be me, I’m also your designated driver for the evening, the rest is a surprise. We’ll be leaving at 5:30 sharp.”
The rest of the day was uneventful, but Greg was excited. He thought, wow, how my fortunes have changed in just four days, things are going well at work and I’m going out with the girl of my dreams for my birthday. 5:30 rolled around and Barbara turned to Greg and said, “Let’s go, don’t want to make everyone wait.”
“For who?”, Greg asked.
“I told you it’s a surprise, so don’t ask again”, Barb replied.
On the way to this Birthday get together, Greg could hardly hold his excitement. What’s Barb up to, no one came up to me today to wish me Happy Birthday? Who could be coming? Barb and I were the last to leave so anyone could be there, he wondered.
About 15 minutes later, they pulled into a restaurant Parking Lot, “The Loft”, one of the best restaurants in town.“ “Gee Barb, I’ve heard this is a great place, but I’ve never been here, didn’t think I could afford it.”
Barb replied, “You’re such a silly boy, if you didn’t waste so much of your money at the corner pub you could treat yourself to a place like this every once in a while.”
Barb asked the Hostess for the “Kramer Internet table”, and they were both escorted to a small booth, with two ladies with their backs to Greg. When they got to the table, Greg could not believe his eyes, “Msss. Krammerrrer, Msss. Benneeettt,” he stammered. “I can’t believe you’re here, where is everyone else?”
Diane Kramer was beautiful, but all business. She had short dark hair, tall, slim, with a muscular build and blue eyes. If you could say anyone had it all it was Diane Kramer. She started Kramer Internet marketing at the age of 25 on a shoe string budget. Now at the age of 40 she had built it into a 100 Million dollar company with her and her husband having sole ownership. Her dutiful husband was the Chief Financial Officer for their company. They had three teenage children that excelled in school and in sports. Diane spent her free time as a tri-athlete. She said it relieved stress and kept her in prime condition.
Ms. Kramer was the first to break the ice, “Sit down and relax Greg, we won’t bite, and we’re the only ones coming. Barbara suggested that since this was your big 3-0 we should take you out for the evening. I don’t know you well and I like to know all of my workers and it will give me time to see what these two ladies see in you that I can’t understand from your employment record.”
Dinner was delightful. Greg was able to relax after a couple of cocktails and able to be his best charming self. All three ladies took a genuine interest in his life, his ambitions and his disappointments. Greg even was open about his epiphany this past week when Ms. Bennett had to reprimand him for his poor work habits and attitude. He assured all three ladies that all of those issues were a thing of the past.
Ms. Kramer responded to that, “I certainly hope so Greg and all three of us are going to help you with that.”
Greg only made one slip during the evening when he turned to his boss and said, “so Marybeth what hobbies do you have?” Both Ms. Bennett and Ms. Kramer’s eyes narrowed and Ms. Bennett said, “Greg I’m Ms. Bennett to you at work, here or anywhere else we may be.”
Greg quickly corrected himself, “I’m so soooorry Ms. Bennett, I know, you will always be Ms. Bennett.”
After dinner their waitress came over to the table and said, “Your private room is ready now Ms. Kramer, can I show you the way.”
“You first Birthday Boy”, said Ms. Kramer as they were all led to a private room in the upper level of the restaurant. Greg didn’t notice it before, but all three ladies were wearing Stiletto heals and all towered over him by at least 4 inches. I feel like I’m in the company of three Amazon Princesses he thought to himself.
When they got to the room, there was a small table with four chairs and a small couch. The table had a small Birthday Cake on it and there was a good size wrapped present on the side. “May I light the candles”, the waitress said.
“Please do”, said Ms. Kramer. The waitress dutifully lit all 30 candles on the cake. One for each year and then left the room. The three women sang Happy Birthday to Greg. He hadn’t felt so special since his Mom and Dad threw him a surprise Birthday 12th Birthday party. “Okay, Greg now cut the cake for all of us, so we can have desert and coffee”, said Ms. Bennett.
Greg cut the cake and gave a generous piece to each lady and one for himself, then poured coffee for everyone. They began to talk some more just like they did at dinner. When they had finished, Ms. Bennett said, “okay Greg open your gift.” With great anticipation, Greg opened his “present”. He opened the box and there was a large oak hair brush and an 18” cane with a sturdy handle. He was puzzled but said, “Why thank you ladies the hair brush is larger than I’m use to but I will use it every day, and thanks for the pointer it will help while I’m making presentations at work.”
The three ladies simultaneously started laughing hysterically. After regaining her composure, Ms. Bennett stood up went over to Greg, and put her hand lightly below his chin, stared into his eyes and said, “Greg that is not a pointer, it’s a cane and both hair brush and cane are going to be used tonight for your Birthday Spanking.”
With that Marybeth Bennett pulled one of the chairs away from the table, sat down and said, “it’s time now Greg come over to my side.”
Greg couldn’t believe his ears, “a spanking”, he had never been spanked in his life. His parents didn’t believe in spanking and it had been outlawed in his school for ten years before he started. His heart sank into his stomach, all the joy of the evening quickly dissipated along with any romantic thoughts he had about Barbara. What is she going to think about me, after watching me have the first spanking of my life? he thought. He went over to Ms. Bennett’s side, quickly got his head straight and started to plead, “please Ms. Bennett don’t spank me, I promised I’ll be good, and I’ve been great these past four days.”
Ms. Bennett quickly responded, “Greg, four days is hardly a career. This spanking is for three reasons, first it is your birthday and all boys should get a Birthday spanking on their Birthday, good or bad. Second, I’m combining your Birthday spanking with a punishment spanking for all the trouble you have caused me and the company these past five years and especially these past two months. And third, this is to show Ms. Kramer that I’m not going to put up with anymore of your nonsense and the days of my coddling you are over.” With that she reached for Greg’s belt to undo his pants. Greg instinctively but is hands on hers in a vain attempt to restrain her. With that Ms. Bennett gave him and icy glare and he quickly put his hands back at his sides. With a very quick motion, Ms. Bennett unfastened Greg’s belt and slacks and quickly dropped his pants to below his knees. His underwear quickly followed and Greg was standing naked from the waist down for all three ladies to see. Although mortified, he couldn’t believe that some how he was also aroused. Please let me stay under control for a little longer, he wished. He stood there for what seemed to be good five minutes while Ms. Bennett gave a performance review summary for Ms. Kramer, finally she ended with, “OK Greg, now lay across my lap.”
Greg practically dove across Ms. Bennett’s lap, he was strangely comfortable as Ms. Bennett situated his member between her ample thighs. Ms. Bennett stated, “Greg first a warm up, that’s thirty with my hand.” One, (not too bad), two (other cheek), three in the middle, Ms. Bennett methodically covered Greg’s entire bottom with slaps alternating between cheeks and the center of his crack, seventeen, eighteen, Greg squirmed a little and let out small gasps but took it pretty well, twenty-nine, thirty. “OK, Greg let’s really get started now, what do you say.”
Greg thought for a second and then answered as he thought she wished, “Please Ms. Bennett, please spank me. I’m sorry I’ve been so bad.”
“Not bad for a rookie Greg, now let’s begin.” One, nothing prepared Greg for what he felt from the first blow of the Oak Hair brush. He gasped and choked a bit from a quick breath, two, Ms. Bennett spanked with the Hair Brush with the same methodical cadence as with her hand, except each blow got harder, By ten, Greg’s arousal was a distant memory and he couldn’t help himself but to beg, “please stop Ms. Kramer, I promise I’ll be good.” She ignored his pleas and by twenty, Greg began to cry, and kick.
“Greg, control yourself, or you will be here the rest of the night.” Greg quickly stopped kicking, but continued to cry until, “thirty”, he was a blubbery mess. Ms. Kramer stopped the spanking and started messaging his back side with her hand. “That’s a good boy Greg, almost finished.” She allowed Greg to completely regain his self control and Ms. Bennett picked up the cane.
“Here goes Greg”, Greg slightly tightened his back side. One, right across the center of both cheeks. If Greg was unprepared for the hairbrush nothing compared to the cane, he started to cry immediately. Two, just a quarter of an inch above the first. Ms. Kramer’s style was a different with the cane, she made parallel hits across his hind quarters that by twenty had covered his complete back side from the top of his thighs to the top of his crack. Greg, by this point had completely resolved there was nothing to do but to surrender, he did so with minimum pleas but continued to cry like a thoroughly spanked little boy throughout, Twenty-nine, thirty, the last crack was centered on the first. He just layed there when Ms. Kramer began her light massage. “All done, you’ve passed your first birthday and punishment spanking, and if I were grading you I’d give you a solid B”.
“Ms. Bennet, Greg may have only a B, but I’d give you an A plus.” Greg heard Barbara state.. Then Ms. Kramer added, “I’m convinced too, I think you have started Greg on the path of being the kind of employee I thought he would be when I first hired him”. Greg had completely forgotten the two ladies witnessing his chastisement and a sense of shame returned. After a few minutes Ms. Bennett stopped. “OK Greg, get up and remove your shoes, pants and under ware and go stand in the corner, I don’t want you to trip and hurt yourself.” Greg slowly got up and did as he was told. By that time he had lost any semblance of modesty. When he started to the corner, Ms. Bennett interrupted, “Greg, what do you say?”
Greg turned to face her looked down at the floor and said, “Thank you Ms. Bennett for my Birthday spanking and for everything.”
“Well Greg, at least this evening has made you a quicker study. Now to the corner for thirty minutes, one for each year. I don’t want to see your nose more than two inches from the corner and don’t even think about touching that bottom of yours or it will be back over my lap for round two,” Ms. Bennett replied.
While in the corner Greg could hear the ladies talking shop. It was if he wasn’t even in the room, it had the tone of just a routine meeting at work. Then he heard the door open, and their waitress came into the room, “do you ladies need anything more”. “Just some coffee, Ms. Kramer answered.” As the waitress poured she said, “well I see some young man had a memorable Birthday.” “Yes, I think he has”, Ms. Kramer answered as all four ladies had a chuckle over Greg’s display.
The thirty minutes felt like two hours, but finally Greg heard the words he was waiting for. “Greg you can come out now”, Ms. Kramer said. Greg felt a twinge of relief for his ordeal was finally over. That feeling was short lived, he turned and saw Ms. Kramer in the spanking chair with the other two women at each side. Barbara was holding the Hair Brush and Ms. Bennett the cane. By this time Greg has completely submitted and he knew what this meant. He slowly walked over to Ms. Kramer’s side.
As soon as he got there, all Ms. Kramer had to do was point to her lap, and Greg crawled over it like a submissive little boy. Ms. Kramer locked Greg into place with her left arm, Greg felt he was in a vice and then Diane Kramer also started with her hand, one, as soon as the first one landed Greg knew that this would be no ordinary spanking. He did not think that anyone could possibly spank harder than Ms. Bennett, but the first spank felt worse than the hair brush did on his well spanked bottom. Ms. Kramer had a different spanking style than Ms. Bennett, the first used alternating blows and Greg knew where the next one was going to land, Ms. Kramer’s blows were completely arbitrary and could have several in a row in exactly the same spot. By 10 smacks, Greg was again sniffling and at 20 he was crying hysterically, but he dare not kick, he was able to just squirm very little from the tightness of her grip, finally 30 and the first part of this Birthday Spanking was over.
Ms. Kramer was completely focused on her task, as soon as she was done, with Greg crying over her lap, she turned to Barbara and said, “hair brush please”. Barbara handed Ms. Kramer the hairbrush and she started up again. One was on the upper part of Greg’s right thigh, he thought that it felt like a hot frying pan, two, three, four landed in all different regions, Ms. Kramer used the same spanking style with the hair brush as she did with her hand. By this time Greg was in complete surrender all he could do is cry and wait to the end. Thirty finally came and Greg had no time to recover before he heard Ms. Kramer say, “Cane please.”
A few seconds later the cane came down on the center of his hindquarters, one. It felt like a hundred bee stings and Greg was sure that his backside must have been a bloody mess. In actuality his bottom was a deep shade of crimson from the top of his thighs to the top of his crack with splotches of purple throughout. Two, three, four, all in different places, in different angles and patterns, with no way for Greg to prepare. He was in a trance and lost count of the strokes and did not even know when 30 came. He continued to sob over Ms. Kramer’s lap for at least 30 seconds before he realized the spanking was finally finished. Ms. Kramer kept Greg over her knee for another minute but did nothing to relieve is throbbing backside until Greg’s sobs turned to blubbering and finally deep breaths. “You can get up now Greg,” she said.
As soon as Greg got up, He looked at Ms. Kramer and told her, “Thaaaank you Mssss. Kramerer for my spanannking and giving me ananother chance,” he stammered.
Ms. Kramer got up from her chair, she seemed to tower over Greg and put one hand under his chin and softly said, “It’s all over Greg, you have a clean slate. I’m going to inform HR on Monday to purge your employment file of all infractions. When Barbara came to Ms. Bennett and myself to plead your case and to have this intervention, we knew there was no way you could keep your position and we could keep a potentially valuable company asset with the rules we had in place. You are reborn tonight, just like the day you came into this world. By the way I’m transferring you to a new section starting Monday, although we condone office relationships, you cannot have your new girl friend as your supervisor. Barbara promised to keep you on the straight and narrow at home and Ms. Bennett and myself will keep you that way at work. There will be no more talks in Ms. Bennett’s office, only spankings for now on for future infractions and then to my office for the same. It won’t be patty cake spankings like the ones you just received but real punishment. We each have a hair brush and cane in our desk drawers to match your Birthday present along with a four inch wide leather strap and 16” paddle. We’re going to leave you now with Barbara.” With that Ms. Kramer gave Greg a long hug and then kissed him on the cheek.
Ms. Bennett, then came over to Greg and gave him a hug and kissed him on his forehead, then turned and said, “you’re in very capable hands with Barbara, don’t blow it, I still have high hopes for you.” With that both ladies left the room.
Barbara Fuller came over to Greg, and took his hand and led him to the couch. She sat down, and had Greg sit on her lap. Still naked from the waist down Greg buried his face on Barbara’s shoulder and started to weep. “How can you want to be my girl friend after all I’ve done and what you just saw?” he asked.
“Greg I’ve had a crush on you since the first day I came to work for Kramer Internet. You were just so lost you could never see it. As far as tonight, I’ve never been prouder of you, I know that we can make it together. We’re going stop by your house to pick up your things, your parents are waiting and are thrilled you’re moving on with your life and in with me. Bring your presents we will need them at our house. I have only two rules at home, one, you are to do things my way, and two, when in doubt refer to rule one.”
They both lightly chuckled. Greg had a mix of emotion he never experienced, partly well spanked little boy, completely forgiven, and the other new boy friend to the hottest girl on the planet. He could feel his member slightly stiffen. Barb sensed what was going on and gave his member a light slap, “there will be none of that for some time, not until you earned it. Come on, get dressed and get your things we have a lot to do tonight. We have to pack your clothes, move in and then I’ll be giving you your final Birthday Spanking of the evening at home. Then I can nurse you back to tip top shape by Monday.”
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