Juli’s Jean Shorts Paddle Spanking, Enema & Anal Punishment Revenge

Art and two of his friends were sitting on the terrace that over looked the tennis courts.
Tim and Jay were clowning around as usual making suggestive comments to all the girls who passed within earshot of the table, but Art had all his attention focused on the on one person Juli.  They had all turned twenty-one and enjoyed each other’s company.

Art had fallen in love with her from the first moment he had laid eyes on her. Juli had turned down Art for a date and soon started dating Duncan. She knew he had a crush on her and that he wanted to talk to her every chance he could.
He would follow her after band class and walk behind watching the way her bottom swished back and forth as she displayed her visible panty line.
During a pep rally Juli got excited and her short dress flew up when she was celebrating a big game winning play. Art was sitting behind her and relished in the view of panty covered ass with delineated bottom cheeks.

Art was concentrating on Juli as she played tennis. Her long brown hair flying around like a Gibson Girl her face as she lunged this way and that to return the shots in the game. As usual, Juli the exhibitionist had chosen a short white tennis skirt to wear brief style panties like most of the other girls. Between points, she would occasionally glance over her shoulder to make sure she still had Art’s attention. She knew that he would be there watching, because she had worn a briefer style of panties, a bikini under her skirt.
She worked hard to keep that skirt swirling around her waist so that Art could get a good look at her ass he would never have.

As Art watched Juli play, his mind began to drift. He was thinking about his revenge for the way that Juli was always treating him. A year of planning and money spent in the right places had gone a long way to fulfilling his fantasy of bringing Juli down a couple of notches.

“Before this weekend was over,” He thought to himself. “Juli would be singing a new tune. One that Art had written and composed just for her!”

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the girls giggling as they hurried up the steps from the tennis terrace.

“Enjoying the view Art?” Juli taunted as she tossed her towel in his face.
Art’s nose was immediately filled with the smell of her perfume and sweat. His penis stirred and rapidly began to swell in his pants.

As Juli bent down to retrieve her towel, she whispered in Art’s ear.
“Be sure to get a good seat down at the pool in about an hour, you peeper. I bought a new swimsuit with you in mind. I’m sure a peeping tom like you will really like it!”
As suddenly as she had appeared, she was gone, Art turned to watch her walk away swishing her hips back and forth like she did in he tan slacks with a visible panty line at school, to catch up with her girlfriends on their way into the hotel. Art smiled to himself as the girls disappeared. Everything was going according to plan.
Exactly one hour later, Juli appeared at the pool an impish smile crossed her lips as she saw that Art had moved to the pool area as she had hoped he would. Like a moth drawn to the flame, all eyes were on her as Juli walked the length of the pool to stand before the chair where Art sat.
Her long chestnut brown hair flowed down to the back of her shoulders. The white robe she wore showed lots of bare skin where it was partially opened down the front. Her shapely, well tanned thighs were exposed below the short hem of the robe. White sandals covered her small delicate feet.
Juli looked into Art’s eyes through her sunglasses as she slowly lowered her bag. She took off her green and white ball cap , allowing her brown hair to softly cascade down around her shoulders.

Art could not control the gasp of surprise and amazement that escaped his lips at what he saw.
“Does Art like my new jean shorts?” Juli asked in her soft alto voice as she slowly raised her arms high above her head and stretched like some great cat.
Art was speechless. He had seen her jean shorts before, but never one’s as short and tight as the one’s Juli was wearing. Her top was a red and white striped t shirt.
But it was her jean short clad bottom that drew the males attention and aroused the females on the Walt Disney Trip jealousy to simmer. The jean clad material was so tight and stretched thin, that Art could clearly see the outline of her panties and contours of her still baby-fat bottom cheeks from behind.

It was so quiet around the pool that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone’s full attention was focused on Juli and Art. Enjoying all the attention, Juli slowly turned around so that her backside was to Art. The cut off jean shorts were quite tight with a visible panty line and half her bare white butt cheeks exposed above the fringed legs of the shorts.

The walk up to Art worked the rest of the swimsuit deep in into the crack of her butt leaving the cheeks of her bottom on view.
Resting one hand on her firm ass and twisting around to look at Art, Juli said in a very loud voice enough for those around them to hear.

“Art, I just wanted you to get one last look at the ass of a woman you will never be able to touch.”
With that Juli bent at the waist to untie the straps on her sandals. The thin material was stretched so tight across her ass the bottom cheeks delineated almost nothing was left to the imagination.

The jean shorts clung to her shapely bottom. Laying down her belly she reached around behind her and pulled off her top on before settling down for some sunbathing.
Art decided this shameless display had gone on long enough. Juli had been acting like a brat all day and it was time he put an end to her unladylike ways once and for all!

Taking his glass full of ice water Art stood up and dumped it in the middle of Juli’s back. The cold water and ice caused the effect that Art was hoping for. With a shriek of surprise and rage, Juli leapt to her feet forgetting for a moment she had undone her top.
The whistle sand cheers from around the pool helped remind Juli of her mistake.
With a gasp of embarrassment, she quickly folded her arms across her pert breast and turned to grab a towel. Art moved in and grabbed her around the waist and with an ease that surprised Juli, lifted the topless girl up and threw her over his shoulder. A loud open handed spank across her upturned ass brought more cheers from the crowd that was quickly gathering and put an end to the futile female struggles of the teen girl.

Like a queen returning to rule her kingdom in  triumph, Art climbed the stairs towards his special room, while his captive hung submissively limp over his shoulder. The rest of her classmates paraded along behind the two watching the humiliation of the girl who had turned her nose up at most of the boys in the group.
The whole high school knew that Juli had treated Art like shit and no one wanted to miss out on a single moment of Art’s revenge. You see almost everyone except Juli and Duncan her fair haired boyfriend had been clued in about Art’s plan. One of the girls was keeping Juli’s boyfriend busy down at the boat house, so Art knew that he could proceed without interruption.

Art’s room was located on the second floor of the Hilton Hotel. The bed had been moved over in front of the picture window that covered the front of the room.
Art dumped Juli unceremoniously onto the bed. Rolling her over on her back, he quickly tied her hands to the corners of the headboard. With Juli’s hands out of the way, he could concentrate on pulling the tight jean shorts over her hips and down her legs. Working them over her feet. He tossed the jean shorts into the corner.
Juli could seethe faces of her classmates as they filled the picture window, pushing and shoving to get a better view of what was unfolding in the room. She began to pull harder on the ropes that held her wrists as she realized that she was soon to be the star of the show.
Art had no difficulty trapping one of Juli’s slender ankles and wrapping several coils of rope tightly around it. Securing it with a knot, he pulled her legs up and over her head. and tied the other end of the rope to the headboard near her wrists. A few minutes later, her other foot had been secured to the other side of the headboard. Art stepped back to admire his handiwork.

Juli whaled in misery as she struggled to free herself. Her legs were spread wide and there was absolutely nothing she could do to cover vagina, or little brown asshole from the prying eyes of her classmates just outside the room.

Art fished around in his bag until he found the long school style wooden paddle he had packed. Moving to the side of the bed, Art showed Juli what was in his hand. Juli opened her mouth to scream, but Art moved faster. He took her dirty brown shit stained smelly panties taken earlier from her room and stuffed them into her open mouth. Holding the stinky wad of dirty panties in place with one, hand he ripped off a piece of tape with the other and smoothed into place sealing her pouty lips. Two more strips were added to seal off any intelligent sounds Juli could still make.

Art picked the wooden paddle again and resumed his position at the side of the bed.

CRACK!  SWAT!  WHACK!  SMACK!

The paddle swats began to fall on Juli’s upturned ass. The bound girl brown hared girl shifted this way and that in an effort to avoid the stinging wooden paddle, but all she succeeded in doing was shake her cute ass in a lurid dance that drew hoots and howls of amusement from the gathering crowd.

WHAP! SMACK! CRACK! WHACK!
Juli’s ass rapidly changed from white to pink and then to bright red under Art’s raining paddle swats. Small white blisters had begun to form on her tightly stretch skin. Her ass had begun a rhythmic winking that she could not control.

Suddenly the air was cut by a loud “FRRRAAPP!” as Juli farted.

A muffled wail of shame came from under the dirty panty gag. The catcalls from the crowd burned into her ears.
“Pee You!” Art said as he dropped the long wooden paddle and held his nose. It seems you were never taught anything about not making unladylike noises in front of others.”

Art returned to his bag and fished around inside until he found what he was looking for. With a cry of triumph, he held aloft a red enema bag with its long white hose. As soon as Juli realized what was in his hand, she opened her mouth in shock and renewed her efforts to free herself from the tight ropes that bite into her tender flesh.

Art went into the bathroom to fill the enema bag with hot soapy water while Juli entertained the watchers with her weaving red & purple paddle spanked weaving ass.

Part Two:

The full bag was hooked over the top of the door, near the head of the bed. Art put a glob of K_Y Jelly on the end of his finger. He climbed on the bed and rested his free hand on Juli’s blistered ass to steady it as she positioned his finger over the little brown asshole in front of him.

Tears were flowing down her cheeks and a moan of shame escaped her tightly pursed lips when she felt the cool gel touch her exposed asshole. Before she could react, Art pushed hard, burying his finger in her warm ass up to the second knuckle. Juli’s futile efforts to free herself from the invading digit only succeeded in worming the finger deeper into her ass Instead of expelling the finger, she ended fucking her ass with it!
Art pulled his tick middle finger out of Juli’ asshole, which was coated with traces of Carmel brown colored butt fudge.

Art added a second finger and Juli began to moan softly. When her classmate added a third one, she began to struggle feebly in an effort to escape his probing hand.
“Please Art take your fingers out of my asshole, Juli begged with her wide ear filled eyes.

Art continued his anal punishment and ignored her as he stretched and pulled a little brown hole between her sweet cheeks.

After a short time, Juli’s asshole began to loosen up. Soon, Art’s fingers were slipping in and out of the small brown puckered hole. With a loud plop that brought another groan of embarrassment from Juli and a cheer from the crowd, Art pulled his fingers from her clinging asshole. Smearing more K-Y on the nozzle of the enema hose, he began to feed the long hose up Juli’s exposed asshole.

When the hose was positioned deep in Juli’s asshole, Art picked up the clamp that held back the water.

“I’ve been wanting to do this toy u for a long, long time.” Art released the clamp and the hot soapy water began to gush into the bound girl’s bowels.

Juli strained and struggled to expel the hose and free herself from her humiliating enema. The water quickly drained from the bag, causing Juli’s tummy to swell as the pressure began to build. She began to cry out as the sharp cramps gripped her stomach. Soon, the bag was empty and the bound girls belly looked like she was eight months pregnant.

Beads of sweat broke out across her brow as she fought to hold the pressure that threatened to split her wide open. Art enjoyed the look on Juli’s face as he began to ruthlessly withdraw the long hose from her tightly clenched asshole.

The pressure forced the last foot of hose from her bottom. With a cry of anguish and shame, Juli emptied her bowels on the piece of clear plastic that Art had laid out on the bedspread. The brownish water splashed and sputtered clear to the foot of the bed, as the dirty brown water farts lumps of shit were propelled from her spasming pink pucker hole.
The flow had just begun to slow down when another series of cramps set in forcing more brown water and shit logs onto the bed.

As soon as Juli finished emptying her bowels, Art stepped in and began to undo the ropes that held the eighteen year old girl to the bed. Juli was still farting as Art pulled her off the bed and onto the floor. He positioned Juli so that she faced the picture window on her hands and knees. He pulled the shit stained panties out of her mouth.

Part Three:

Juli surprised everyone when she apologized to Art and begged him to punish her in her now clean ass for the way she had treated him!

“Okay Juli, I’m going to give you something you have deserved for years! Art said.
As he positioned behind the teen kneeling girl, Juli gasped an s she heard the sound of Art’s zipper opening. “You’ll thank me when I'm finished with you.” Art said as he rammed his rock hard, fat, thick purple veined nine inch penis into Juli’s stretched asshole in one sudden

bitch, You painful movement. Art’s balls slapped into Juli’s brown hair wreathed pink vagina before she could say a thing.

A pained moan escaped her lips as the swollen penis plowed filling her fragrant shit field chute to capacity.

Juli whined, “Nobody has ever put it back there. You’re much too big for me back there!”

“Shut up Juli you act like, take it up the ass whether you like it or not!”

In an attempt to escape the anal intruder she had agreed to in atonement, Julia leaned forward. The hard penis was almost all the way out before Art grabbed her red just spanked hips and jammed his penis back into the farthest depths of her poop chute. Art began to set up a steady punishing pumping action positioning his throbbing tool in and out of the tortured asshole
“Oh no Art!” Juli cried out. “Please take your penis out of my poor ass!”

“You’re tearing my butt hole and it’s bleeding!” The whimpering teenager cried.
Art ignored the crying girls’ pleas as he hunched over her trembling red and purple ass.
Reaching around her, he grabbed a handful of breast flesh in each hand and squeezed hard. He rolled the blood engorged nipples between his thumb and forefinger, pinching and pulling them out hard.

Soon, Juli’s groan of pain began to turn to moans of acceptance as her body began to respond to the thrusting penis ramming into her.
“Is that beginning to feel good Juli?” Art whispered in her ear.

“Do all these people watching you get fucked in the ass turn you on?”

Again Juli’s face turned bright red in shame and humiliation. She had forgotten all about her classmates watching her from just a few feet away. That was all it took.
Between the pumping penis and her audience, Juli could not hold back her emotions any longer. Her red and purple bottom began to shake and her legs tremble as her orgasm swelled. It radiated out of her burning torn slightly bleeding asshole. Jolts of electricity sparked her vagina from the inside and flashes of light filled her brain, feeling the pounding from Art’s pounding ass fucking

The sensation was too much for Juli to take. A deep blackness engulfed her as she swooned & slipped to the floor. Art’s penis slipped from her asshole with a loud fart
From the air that had been forced up Juli’s asshole during the pounding her bottom hole had just been forced to take. Large globs of milky white sperm shot from the end of his throbbing penis. The cum arched high in the air & splattered across her red blistered purple bruised ass.

AFTERMATH:

Juli awoke with a start. She fearfully glance around the room for her punisher, but
Art was nowhere to be seen. In fact, she had woken up in her own room in the hotel dressed in her jean shorts panties.

She began to wonder if her corporal punishment ordeal had just been a dream, until she rolled over on onto her backside. She let out a yelp as her blistered red ass contacted the hard surface of the bed mattress.

Juli got out of bed and went into the bathroom... In the mirror, she could see the red once smooth ass. She drew a hot bath and stripped out of her panties. A sig of relief escaped her lips as she settled into the hot steamy water. The warmth quickly penetrated her aching butt flesh.

Suddenly a knock at the door disturbed Juli’s thoughts.

“Who is it?” She called out. It’s me Duncan. Her high school boyfriend answered. “I’ve been looking for you for over an hour. “Juli it’s time for our ride!”

“Okay I will be down in a couple of minutes!” She replied

With reluctance, Juli climbed out of the tub and dried off. She selected a loose fitting pair of sorts that covered her throbbing red bottom and purple bruises from her spanking with Art’s wooden paddle. She opened the door and stepped into the late afternoon sun to meet her high school boyfriend, Duncan.

“Come on Juli” He exclaimed. Tim is letting us use his new jet ski, but we have to have it back by dark.

He grabbed her arm and headed across the hotel grounds toward the dock. He was so excited that he failed to notice the grins and excited whispers from the school group of teenage girls and boys that passed along the way.

Juli did not miss a thing! Her face reddened with shame as she heard the stinging remarks. She thought of telling Duncan, her blonde headed high school sweetheart about what happened, but she realized in new remorse for how she had refused to date Art and that she deserved everything that had been done to her and more. She scanned the crowds looking fir Art, but did not see him, although he watching from a nearby hotel balcony.

Before she knew it, they had arrived at the docks. Juli had though they were going for a relaxing boat ride, but they had stopped in front of a small boat that looked like a motorcycle.
Before she could protest, Juli was lifted up and set down on the rear seat. He leaped into the front seat and gunned the throttle.

The sleek jet ski shot away, from the dock and out into the bay.
Juli wrapped her arms around his waist and held on for dear life. Within minutes
They had cleared the breakwater and were headed out into the pounding surf of the ocean.
Again and again Juli’s tender as was slammed into the hard leather seat.

The punishing ride reminded her of the spanking with the wooden paddle and ass fucking she had received earlier in the day. Her mind drifted back as her sore bottom reacted to the constant waves the jet ski bounced up and down through and sending painful messages of pain through he cherry red sore paddled ass. She held on tighter as the waves of pain radiated from her purple bruised ass. After a series of especially large waves, Juli shuddered as her orgasm shook her body with a “Fart” right through her jean shorts she was wearing. Then and there Juli knew that she had to see Art again. She needed to tell him how much she needed what he had to offer.

The ride seemed to last forever and Juli had several more orgasms as the jet ski pounded through the surf. When the ride was finally over, Juli raced up to the hotel, looking for Art. She checked the pool, the tennis courts and in the restraint, but he was nowhere to be found. At last, with her chestnut brown haired head down bowed in embarrassment, she approached a group of her girl classmates. She meekly asked if anyone knew where Art was. With their knowing giggles, smirks and outright laughter ringing in her ears, she was told Art had packed up his paddles and toys and headed out of town to his summer job as soon as he had cleaned up her shit and carried her back to her room.  With a waterfall of tears in her eyes, the Gibson looking Girl, Juli ran back to her room and cried over her loss late into the night.