Lesbian Neighbor Spanking

When I was in my second year of grad school, I rented an apartment a few blocks from campus, and became friendly with Nora and Kim, a lesbian couple who lived in the apartment next door. Kim was also a grad student, in her mid-20s like me. Nora was in her early 30s and had an executive job in business. She made the money and had an air of authority. It became increasingly clear that she was in charge in their relationship.

One Friday night the three of us were sitting around in late afternoon, talking about having dinner a little later. "Open some wine," Nora said to Kim, who promptly got up to comply.

"Red or white?" Kim asked Nora.

"Why don't you ask our guest, silly?" Nora answered.

"Oh. Yes," Kim said, turning to me. "Red or white?"

Before I could answer, Nora interjected. "You mean, red or white, sir," she said.

I started to laugh at that, but Nora stopped me with a stern glance, then turned back to Kim.

"We've discussed that you're expected to show Tim every courtesy when he visits," Nora said, her voice taking on an edge.

Kim gave me an uncomfortable glance, then turned back to Nora, lowering her eyes.

"Yes, we did discuss that, Ma'am," Kim said quietly.

"We'll be having white," Nora said, which surprised me as I thought it was my decision and was about to ask for red. I made a slight noise with my mouth, as I stopped myself from answering, and Nora gave me a stern look. Kim hurried to the kitchen and returned shortly with an open bottle and two glasses.

"You're not drinking?" Nora asked Kim.

"No," said Kim, in a petulant tone. Then sarcastically: "Not when you have such an important guest."

"Uh, no, you—" I began to speak.

"Not now, Tim," Nora said sharply, looking at Kim. Then after a moment of silence, Nora spoke in a very composed way.

"Young lady," Nora said. "You've now put our friend and neighbor in an awkward position. He may not understand the rules of this household and penalties for infractions. I think we'll need to enlighten him a little bit."

Kim gave me another uncomfortable glance, while Nora's eyes remained fixed on Kim. I looked back and forth between them, not entirely sure what was going on. I was hesitant to ask, as I felt I might get cut off by Nora again.

After a moment of silence, Nora gave her own thigh a few taps. She was wearing an above-the-knee skirt and high black boots. Kim was wearing a shorter skirt and heels. I'd been trying to avoid being too obvious about looking at their legs, but Nora's tap got me in the mode of staring at her thighs, then at Kim's legs as she stood there.

Kim seemed frozen for a moment, holding the bottle and glasses. Then she put those down on a table.

"Now, Kim," said Nora.

Kim gave me one more glance, her lips now pressed together in what seemed a sign of irritation. Then her eyes downward, she lifted her skirt above her waist, and walked toward Nora with her panties fully visible.

I squirmed in my chair, excited and amazed at what was going on.

Kim stood silently for a moment. Then Nora reached out to Kim's arm and pulled Kim across her lap.

I watched transfixed as Nora began spanking Kim through her panties.

"This is what happens here when house rules are violated," Nora said after a few spanks. She looked at me as she said this, so it was clear the explanation was directed at me. Then she turned back to Kim's panty-clad butt and resumed spanking.

Kim made some muffled noises as Nora's hand came down. Perhaps Kim was trying to maintain a trace of dignity by showing some stoicism. She was a philosophy student after all.

Then Nora grabbed Kim's waistband and began pulling her panties down.

"Panties too?" Kim yelped out a panicked question.

Nora looked over at me, smirking. "Is there a problem with Tim seeing this?" she asked.

I wasn't sure whom she was asking, so I didn't say anything. I was also so horny I couldn't think very fast.

"I'm asking you a question," Nora said briskly, still looking at me but with smirk gone. "Tim, if you stay, you're accepting the system of house rules we have here, which means that spankings are possible for those who misbehave, including guests.

I squirmed in my chair. I would've agreed to almost anything just then.

"Sure," I said.

Nora finished pulling Kim's panties down, leaving them at mid-thigh. Now she began spanking Kim's bare ass, a crisp smacking sound coming with each spank. Kim's muffled sounds turned into groans mixed with exclamations of "Ow!"

After this had gone on for a while, Nora stopped spanking and began playing a little bit with Kim's pussy. Kim started to moan, but Nora stopped before her girlfriend reached climax. Kim gave me a look of chagrin, followed by a smile.

"To the corner," Nora said.

Kim got up, trying not to smile, and walked over to the corner. She kept her hands behind her back, holding her skirt up. Her panties stayed at mid-thigh. Clearly this wasn't her first time in that corner.

"Let's drink," Nora said, gesturing for me to first get the bottle and glasses, and then to sit on a chair near hers. I did so.

As we drank, my eyes repeatedly shifted over to Kim in the corner.

"You're drinking with me now," said Nora. "A little decorum would be advisable."

I gulped down some wine and couldn't stop myself from continuing to look over at Kim, who stayed in the corner without a peep.

"Tim seems to be fascinated by the corner," Nora said.

My cock was straining against my pants. Thinking Nora's eyes were on Kim, I gave myself a quick stroke.

Nora laughed. "And he's playing with himself right in front of me!" she said loudly.

There was a stifled giggle from Kim in the corner.

"That sort of indiscipline is not acceptable around here," Nora said, staring at me. "Get up and pull your pants down, and your underwear."

I complied without hesitation. Next thing I knew, I was across Nora's lap, my erect cock trapped between her thighs.

She began spanking me, the smacks of her hand making me squirm, which made my cock rub against her thighs.

The spanking continued, and I felt I'd soon come. But Nora abruptly stopped.

"I'm not having you come all over my legs," she snapped. "Get up."

I did, then stood before her with pants down and cock throbbing in the air.

"Your corner's over there," Nora said, gesturing to a corner that shared a wall with Kim's.

I caught a glimpse of Kim's face. She was smiling in her corner.

"I've got an errand to do," said Nora. "Probably half an hour. Then the three of us can go out to dinner. I better not see anyone leave their corner till I'm back. The camera's rolling."

That was the first I'd heard there was a camera, and it made my cock throb even harder.

Nora stood behind me and continued speaking. "Friday nights are traditional spanking nights under house rules," she said.

There was a moment of silence. Then she said, "Kim, why don't you tell him what Saturday nights are?"

"Bondage night," Kim said quietly.

"And Sunday nights?" Nora demanded.

"Chastity belt night," Kim answered, her voice getting a little more confident now. "Including male chastity, I believe."

Nora walked out without another word, shutting the apartment door behind her.

We stood in our corners. A clock ticked. After a couple of minutes, Kim spoke.

"Someone who can't keep his hands off himself will definitely be in a cock lock before too long," Kim said, her voice mirthful.

Unable to stop myself, I touched myself and came, yelling with my eyes closed. I opened my eyes and saw my sperm dripping down the wall.

"You are in so much trouble," Kim said, bursting into laughter.