-By Art

It was spring in the Carolinas. The pollen count was going through the
roof. It covered every surface below and around the pines of North
Carolina. Needless to say this was doubly annoying when the yellow pollen
covered the automobiles in the radio stations parking lot. All this
considered it was humorous when Art asked Blair, "What do you do about
the pollen on your BMW?" Her reply was that she waited for it to rain.
Shelly the pretty sales executive with long brownish golden hair and a
bottom that would not quit planned to deal with her Truck's pollen problem
in a more satisfying way. Art could not know it but it was him who was
destined to wash the pollen off the humongous SUV Black GMC YUKON. Shelly
had set a trap for Art and she would soon have him right in her dominating
hands. What a rush dominating Art was going to give her! Shelly invited
her prey to ride home to Hope Mills with her. He was ecstatic as he
checked out the visible panty line of her tight bottom hugging black
slacks. He even spied the shape and roundness of her tightly clothed
bottom as Shelly walked in front of him. Her panty lines made him
fantasize about long bottom spankings given to Shelly but it was that
Achilles heel that would lead Art into Shelly's Web Of Domination.

It was 20-minute ride to Hope Mills and the secluded home of Shelly.
Art smiled at his good fortune to be able to once again observing the
tightening of Shelly's Black Ass Hugging Slacks with the unladylike panty
line. Unknown to Art was the fact that Shelly planned to blackmail Art
with the fodder of his spanking fantasies. Then Shelly had a bright idea.
She laughed out loud as she played the creative way to wash the pollen off
her oversized Yukon GMC SUV Truck. She made Art comfortable in her den
while she downed some orange juice and changed into a short black plaid
schoolgirl like skirt and matching black tights. When she sat down on the
couch, Art could see her white panty crotch, as she was careless in the
way she sat down. What Art could not know was his diary had clued Shelly
in on his fantasies of spanking and anal conquest. His Ass was cooked as
she would back up her words of his naughty panty watching with the tell
tale diary now in her possession. Shelly made Art strip and made him put
on a pair of her brief panties. Now it was time to go out into the
backyard and wash The Black Yukon GMC Truck. Shelly made Art crawl out the
door and she kicked him in his pantied bottom to hurry him along. She knew
Art would have purple bruise marks on his bottom all weekend in contrast
to the bright red covering the tender skin of his ass. Soon there was a
bucket of soapy water and cloths he would hand wash her Truck with
pollen-covered black truck, which appeared as a yellow substance on the
truck.

Art, now blackmailed, reached for the bucket of soap suds, dressed only
in Shelly's Panties, when Shelly said, "No... No... Way Art! Not Yet.
I've taken a lot of crap off you and, now, your ass is going to pay for
it!" Art looked up at Shelly, but she was standing next to him. His
eyes wandered up her black panty-hosed legs to the white crotch of her
panties.

Shelly angrily tells Art, "You thought you could sneak a peek up
my skirt huh? Well, Art, that just earned you a very, very hard reddening
spanking before you wash my SUV. Now come over here and bend over my
lap." Shelly sat down on a bench. She motioned for Art to lay himself
over her lap as she adjusted her black plaid short skirt and rubbed her
black panty-hosed legs in wicked invitation to her coworker.

Art carefully laid himself over the panty-hosed knees of Shelly with
pantied bottom giving little protection for his hairy ass cheeks that
clearly showed through the white thin panties. It turned out that Shelly
had a hard hand and the quick snap of her wrist made the strength of her
spanks soon to burn and turn Art's bottom a rosy red through her own
panties. Shelly paused to pull Art's recently acquired panties down off
his hot ass cheeks now a vivid red and letting them catch at the back of
his knees. Then with A twisted Arm up on Art's back she clamped her black
panty-hosed leg over Art's leg and started SPANKING him harder and faster
all over his sore ass cheeks now a bright red and turning purple. Art
squealed and wondered how the small hand could deal out such a painful
spanking. The answer was will, desire and a toughened hand from work
cleaning at her restaurant, and bar coaches.

Shelly still was not satisfied with the stoic, unrepentant Art. She
picked up a ping pong paddle. She whacked his shiny red ass cheeks and
went to town on his bottom soon leaving Art finally demonstrative, sorry,
and shedding not a few tears. Shelly let the sniffling Art up and Art felt
something bulging out from Shelly's Black Plaid Skirt. A Sharp
"Spank" from the paddle moved him right along and he forgot the
strange bulge he had felt across Shelly's Skirt. As Shelly generously
allowed Art to rub his well spanked red ass cheeks. Then she told him to
pull up his panties. Art did as he was told wincing as the panties rubbed
against his sore crimson ass cheeks. Shelly with a smile of satisfaction
and accomplishment looked at Art's Spanked Red Ass Cheeks through the seat
of her panties she was making Art wear again. He would now wash the pollen
off her Yukon SUV and it would be a whole lot more fun then waiting for
the rain to wash the yellow junk away as Blair had suggested.

Art attacked the yellow pollen with vigor donning the humiliating
panties and feeling the searing heat of his bright red ass cheeks through
the panties. Unfortunately for him he soon chose to go into cruise control
mode and slowed his frantic pace. Shelly had an answer for this as she now
wielded a long thick black leather belt in her hand. "POP" the
belt unexpectedly cracked into Art's sore, very red ass cheeks.
Immediately the sponge became a whirlwind of suds against the pollen
covered truck. "POP","POP

"POP" "POP" "POP" Shelly laid into Art's
Red Spanked Ass with a new level of sting. Art's cries became high pitched
and girl like as he begged Shelly to stop the belt whipping. That he was
sorry he had looked at her visible panty line and up her skirt. Instead of
calming Shelly, she whipped his ass harder as he finished the bottom half
of the GMC Yukon Black Truck. Satisfied with the scrub job on the on the
doors and the lower half of the SUV Shelly dropped the belt and yanked
down Art's Panties down of his beaten Thickly red striped blistered bottom
and he stepped out of them.

Art was then instructed to climb up on the huge hood and when he did
Shelly saw his legs were spread wide revealing his pink ass hole to her
wicked domination desires. Licking her lips and tossing her brownish
blonde hair back over her shoulder retrieved her leather belt
and...."S-S-WWWWWWWIIISSH--"CRACKKKK!!!" the tip of the
leather belt connected hitting dead center his ass hole pucker and he
squealed again in the girlish high pitch in pain. That really got Art to
scrubbing the Yukon. He did the same to the top of the black truck.
Climbing down he rinsed and rinsed the huge truck off and felt good about
the job he had done. What Art did not realize is that pollen rarely just
washes off. It must be cloth-wiped off to get it to a lustrous Black
Shine. That was not the case as Shelly inspected the still-yellow streaked
hood of her Black Yukon GMC Truck. Shelly said, "Really... Really...
You thought you did a great job huh? I shall make your ass cheeks as shiny
as I expect my truck to be washed."

As she lifted the front of her short, black plaid skirt, Shelly said,
"This, Art, is going up your ass, since you failed to wash my SUV to
my satisfaction." Wagging mightily between Shelly's black panty-hosed
legs was a strap on dildo. Art was instructed to climb up on the hood of
the black truck. He soon felt the insistent dildo lured only with the
pre-cum taken from his penis. The drill was six hard spanks across each
ass cheek for every two inches of the dildo. The dildo penetration and the
hard spanks Shelly gave him hurt!

Art woke up out of a deep dream. It had been so real! And, he wondered,
why was his ass aching so badly?