Thursday, December 18, 2008

Workman Deserve Respect Too

Johnathan Rupert was a carpenter and Gladys Highyard had hired him to build her a set of new bookcases. As Johnathan put the third bookcase in place, across the room from the older ones, in walks Gladys. Johnathan stands up and steps back and looks at his work. The three bookcases matched the old ones in every respect.


Gladys walked up to Johnathan and looked at her new bookcases. "They're lovely Mister Rupert, just lovely."

She reached into her handbag and got out the cheque that she had promised him for when he was through. It had cost her, but was well worth it. "Here's your payment Mister Rupert."

Jonathan took the cheque from her and looked at it. It was five hundred dollars short of the agreed upon price."

He shakes the cheque. "Excuse me Miss Highyard, its five hundred dollars short."

She turns and looks at him. "No it's not. That's the price we agreed upon."

He goes over to his case and gets out the contract that she had signed. He hands it to her. "No, see the figure plainly shows that it's supposed to be for 2 thousand dollars. Not fifteen hundred."

She rips the contract up. "Well I can't afford to spend that much on bookcases. You'll have to accept that much."

He walks over to a table and picks up a ping pong paddle and walks back to her. "No my dear, you're going to be paying the full amount or I'll have to take you to court."

She doesn't realize what's about to happen to her. "Well show me the contract then."

Since she just tore up his copy of the contract she doesn't expect to see one. "Miss Highyard, you may have just torn up that copy of the contract, but it was only a copy. I have the original at my home and I'll expect you to pay what it says."

"Well I'm not."

"Oh but you will." He then starts to roll up his sleeves. "What are you doing? I think you can just leave now. You're not getting any more out of me."

"Oh but you are." Johnathan Rupert grabs her by the arm and pulls her over to a chair. That's when she sees the ping pong paddle he's holding.

She struggles when she finally realizes she's about to get beaten by him. "Let go of me this instant. You can't do what I think you’re going to do to me. You can't"

"Oh but I can. I'm going to teach you a little manners and how to pay your bills properly." Over his knee she tumbles.

She pushes on his knee and tries to stand. He clamps his left arm over her waist and down she goes. Firmly in place. He grabs the hem of her dress and yanks it over her waist. "Noooooo."

His fingers go into the waist of her panties and down they come in one yank. His muscular arm doing what he's done on many occasions to a few women, yanked down their panties for a spanking. "No wait, I'll pay you, I will. Don't wait. This isn't right."

He raises his right hand into the air and brings the ping pong paddle down on the meaty area of one plump bottom.

Crack. With that first swat on her ass, Gladys draws in a deep breath. Then with the second she yells out on long verbal retort.

Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch. No, No. Stop this. You don't have the right." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch. Stop this. I'm twenty seven years old and much too old for a spanking." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch. Stop this, this second. Do you hear me" Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch. I said to stop."

Gladys's legs where kicking wildly and to stop them and help hold her in place Jonathan puts his right leg over her legs and holds them still. He continues to tan her ass. She has begun to cry.

"Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. "Yeeeeeeowch."

Johnathan stops spanking her and dumps Gladys on the floor. He looks down at her. "Miss Highyard, I'll expect you to bring me the money owned me in the morning. Bring it to me post haste or I just might have to really tan than ass of yours."

He gets up, puts the ping pong paddle down and gathers his equipment. It doesn't take long as his tools are back in his shop where he made the book cases. Gladys’s lays there on the floor crying her eyes out.

The next morning Gladys shows up to pay him the five hundred dollars that she owes him. She brings with her a man that is as large physically as Johnathan. Neither Gladys nor the man say a thing. Except for Gladys handing him the five one hundred dollar bills. "Here's your money, you ass hole."

As Johnathan watches them walk down the front walk, the man puts his arm around Gladys and pats her backside. Right over the side where Johnathan had spanked her the day before. She moves his hands off her backside and around her waist.

Johnathan goes into the house, counting the money. He wonders if that man had ever even contemplated spanking Gladys. He knew she probably needed it regular, but who knows who is the boss in their relationship or if she even admitted to being spanked by a carpenter.

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