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By Carl Philip Michaels



“Carla, get down here! They’re gonna be here any minute!” Maggie called up the stairs.

“I know! I’ll be right there!” Carla called back.

Maggie went back to the last of the party preparations, shaking her head. “It’s not like she has to get dressed or anything,” she said to herself with a smile.

It was Carla’s 30th birthday, and they were celebrating with some good friends who shared their particular lifestyle. In keeping with same, the birthday girl would spend the party in her birthday suit, and receive over-the-knee spankings from each guest!

Upstairs, Carla was looking in the bathroom mirror and blushing prettily. She was basically a shy person, but being married to Maggie meant having her limits perpetually tested. She’d been to two of these birthday parties in the past year, but this was her first time as the guest of honor, and to say she was nervous would be a serious understatement!

Her shoulder-length brown hair had been styled for the occasion, and she was satisfied with the look. At 5’6,’’ she was a petite woman with medium-sized breasts, a fairly flat stomach and an ample behind. “A bottom made for spanking,” as Maggie often said. It was still a light pink and tingling from the private birthday spanking she had received earlier. At Maggie’s behest, Carla had fully shaven herself in front, making her feel more than naked! This evening, she would be wearing nothing but her jewelry: a wedding ring, a silver belly button ring, a toe ring on her left foot and an ankle bracelet on her right. The thought of welcoming guests in her present condition made her tummy flip!

“Carla! Get your butt downstairs now!” she heard Maggie yell.

“I’m coming!” she called back. It was the moment of truth; once she went downstairs there’d be no turning back. She stepped out on the landing, blushing like crazy. It was a cold December night in the Colorado mountains, and in her current state, Carla was certainly feeling the chill! She forced herself to walk downstairs, saying “This is crazy, this is crazy!” to herself as she went.

“Well, it’s about time, chica!” Maggie said in mock anger. “One more minute and you would have gotten yourself a punishment spanking for being late for your own party! I think it would be cute if you had to greet your guests with a hot pink bottom, don’t you?”


“Umm, not so much,” Carla replied, her hands automatically going back to cover her bottom.

“Well, it certainly will be a nice shade of red once everyone’s had their turn with it tonight!” Maggie winked.

The doorbell rang, and Carla’s stomach did somersaults. “Well,” Maggie said, “don’t just stand there babe; answer the door!”Carla groaned, but obeyed, tiptoeing toward the door in her bare feet.

When she opened it, there stood Dee, her good friend from the UK. Dee was a bisexual woman who had traveled all the way across the Atlantic for this very special “girls’ night.”

“Oh, Carla, you look absolutely darling in your birthday suit!” she exclaimed, coming through the door and kissing her friend on the cheek. “Hi, Miss Dee, I’m so glad you could make it!” Carla replied, smiling but blushing furiously. “Hi, Maggie!” Dee hugged her enthusiastically. “Aww, doesn’t Carla look incredibly cute when she blushes? I could just eat her up!” “Yeah, she sure does, but I’m the only one who gets to eat her up,” Maggie said with a devious grin. “Maggie, you naughty lady!” Dee said in mock indignation, swatting Maggie’s bottom. “You sure know how to make a woman jealous!” They all laughed, and suddenly Carla didn’t feel quite as embarrassed by her nakedness. She offered her friend a glass of wine, which she accepted happily. They all sat down in the living room.

“So tell me, who else will be here tonight?” Dee asked.

“Our friends Jayna and Isabel from college, and Carla’s big sister Genevieve,” Maggie said, sipping her Merlot. “Ginny wasn’t sure she could make it at first, but when I told her about our party plans, she decided she couldn’t pass up a chance to spank her baby sister in her birthday suit!”

“She still remembers her 18th birthday, when I spanked her bare bottom with the hairbrush,” Carla mused. “Mom said it would be my last chance to give her a birthday spanking, so I should make it memorable – and I did!”

“Well, young lady, I don’t think you can hope for any clemency from her tonight, then!” Dee laughed. “And speaking of zero-clemency, here’s your first present from me,” she said, reaching into her bag. She took out a small box, beautifully gift-wrapped. “It’s your ‘pre-birthday’ present, so you must open it now.”

“Thank you, Miss Dee; I can’t imagine what it might be,” Carla said somewhat ruefully. In fact, she knew exactly what it was, because Dee had told her in one of their online conversations. Carla opened the box and squealed when she found the beautiful Victorian-style hairbrush she’d been promised. Attached was a note card that read, “Not to be used upon hair.”

“Oh Dee, you shouldn’t have! No, I mean, you really shouldn’t have.” Carla grinned and kissed her friend on the cheek. “Well I certainly couldn’t have my sweet Carla getting spanked with anything less than the best!” she enthused. Maggie picked up the implement and turned it over in her hand. “Wow, this is one heavy hairbrush! Your butt is toast, Babe!”

“Don’t remind me!” The doorbell rang again, and once again Carla blushed deeply as she went to the door. “She really has no control over that pretty little blush, does she dear?” Dee said to Maggie. “No, she doesn’t. She’s really very shy; that’s why this party is gonna be so good for her.”

Their comments actually produced a deeper shade of red in Carla’s cheeks as she welcomed Genevieve in.

“Oh my God, Sis, I can’t believe you’re actually doing it!” Ginny hugged her little sister. “Well, I had a choice between a birthday-suit party or a whole week of birthday spankings from Maggie,” Carla said. “Maggie, what have you done to my innocent baby sister, you twisted dyke?!” (Ginny and Maggie were the best of friends, so such potentially inflammatory epithets were all in good fun.)

“Innocent? Innocent?! You obviously don’t know your sister as well as you think,” Maggie laughed, embracing her sister-in-law in a bear hug.

Jayna and Isabel arrived moments later, and after much giggling about Carla’s choice of attire, introductions were made and everyone sat down to dinner. The ladies all enjoyed Maggie’s exquisite Coq au Vin and vintage Merlot. They also enjoyed teasing poor Carla about her inability to keep the perpetual blush from her cheeks, reminding her that the other two cheeks would soon match!

After dinner, and cake, they all retired to the living room. “Okay, everybody, it’s presents and spanking time!” Maggie announced with glee.

[End of Part One]

Copyright 2010 Carl Philip Michaels