Twins, Sue and Jill Harris had a bond that could not be broken, a bond that gave them an almost telepathic connection, this was a bond that would transcend death itself. In appearance, the girls were identical but their personalities were strikingly different. Jill was adventurous, exciting, outgoing, a risk taker. Sue was quiet, studious and cautious.
True love came first to Sue. While Jill was out
enjoying the wild life, Sue was studying at university and there she met
John, the man who would become the love of her life. John was caring and
thoughtful, a perfect match for Sue. Within days they were going steady,
within weeks they were inseparable and shortly after graduation they were
It was good that Sue had met her soul mate because he
was there to comfort her when at only 22 years old Jill was tragically
killed in a car accident. Sue was, of course, distraught at the loss of
her sister and she knew she should feel, as twins do, that a piece of her
soul had been ripped away. But somehow, she felt that Jill was still
around, watching her and looking after her. The feeling surprised her. It
contradicted her sense of reason. But Sue’s confusion was nothing
compared to that of Jill, who now found herself wondering through Sue and
John’s house, invisible, silent and ghostly.
The bond that had been so strong between the girls in life now bound them together in death. Jill found she could sense her sister’s feelings and could surround her in comforting thoughts and emotions. But the biggest surprise of all came one day by accident when she found she could not only influence her sister, she could take over her body completely. To Jill it felt as though she was momentarily alive again. For Sue it felt only as though she had briefly become a little adventurous and performed some surprising and ill-considered action. She reasoned that it must be happening because she missed her sister so much with her zany schemes and carefree appetite for life.
Jill loved her sister far too much to take advantage
of this extraordinary power. She only wanted to do what was best for Sue.
But there were times when she knew her sister’s actions were just too
cautious and the temptation to give her a little push in the right
direction was just irresistible.
Jill knew that Sue and John were deeply in love. But
she could see that John was becoming increasingly dissatisfied with
Sue’s reluctance to try anything adventurous in the bedroom. Jill feared
that this was a problem that could eventually wreck her sister’s
happiness. She knew she was going to have to take matters into her own
hands and sprinkle a little pepper into the couple’s bland love life.
One night, when Sue was working late, John took the
opportunity to enjoy a little private time on the internet. He believed he
had the house to himself and thought nothing of the little shiver he felt
when Jill floated into the room and stood looking over his shoulder. When
Jill saw the Web sites that John was visiting she smiled knowingly and a
plan began to form. It seemed that unknown to Sue, there was nothing John
wanted more that to put his sexy young wife over his knee and spank her.
This was a game that Jill had played many times with different boyfriends
and she knew that given the chance, Sue would love it.
The next morning John left for work and Sue was about
to do the same, but Jill had other plans. Stepping briefly into Sue’s
body, she put her plan into action. Sue felt that tingle of excitement
that always accompanied her sister’s presence. A mischievous smile
crossed her lips as she lifted the phone and told her boss that she was
just too ill to make it into the office. Then grabbing the credit card
that she had promised John she would never use again after the last big
bill, she set off for the shops.
So it was, that when John arrived home from work that
evening, he found Sue waiting for him. Jill had “helped” her choose a
little black dress that clung tantalisingly to each contour of her shapely
curves. Her long dark hair cascaded over her shoulders and she had
selected a sexy pair of stilettos that she knew John would like but which
she would normally be far too sensible to wear.
“Wow!” he said. “You look fantastic.”
Now without her sister driving her actions, Sue
smiled weakly. She didn’t know how she was going to tell John that she
had broken her promise and chalked up a massive bill on her credit card.
“Er, thanks”. She said. “Er John, there is something I have to tell
you.” She took a deep breath. “John, I didn’t go to work today. I
rang in sick and went shopping instead. I took my credit card and bought
these clothes.” She paused and waited for John’s response. She was
sure he would be furious.
“Oh Sue, don’t worry. You look great. We’ll
find the money somehow.”
Jill listened patiently to this and realised she was
going to have to take a hand. Stepping easily into Sue’s body, she took
over the conversation. Sue’s face lit up with Jill’s mischievous smile
then changed to a look of annoyance. “Is that all you are going to say?
We will find the money? I have broken my promise. I have lied to my boss.
I have spent hundred’s of pounds that we can’t afford.”
“Well what should I say?”
“A real man would be furious. A real man would tell
me off. I have been really naughty. A real man would drag me over to the
couch and put me over his knee!”
Jill released Sue’s body and stepped back, ready to
watch the fireworks, leaving Sue horrified at the words that had come from
her own mouth. She couldn’t believe what she had just said.
“No John wait. I didn’t mean it.” Sue held up
her hands and backed away as John purposefully strode towards her. “I,
I, I don’t know what I was thinking. Please John”.
But it was too late for pleading.
“So a real man would tell you off would he?” John
stressed the words “real man”, clearly stung by her words and
determined to meet her challenge. “And a real man would put you over his
knee. Well Sue, I’m a real man and you are in for a spanking you’ll
“John. Please. No. No. You can’t. I’m too old
to be spanked. I’m your wife, not a child. You can’t do …” Her
words ended abruptly in a squeal of dismay as John grabbed her wrist and
marched towards the couch, towing his struggling reluctant wife behind
him. He sat down in the middle of the couch and yanked the protesting girl
over his knee. Pinning her in place with a firm arm over her slim waist.
This was a moment John had dreamt about since the
first day he met Sue; her body writhing on his knee, her beautiful pert
bottom, thinly covered by her short, tight dress, presented for a
well-deserved spanking. He had always been afraid to make his dream a
reality, but now Sue had asked for it, in fact she had demanded it! John
rested his hand on her bottom and gently smoothed out the material of her
dress. “Now”, he said, “I’ll show you what a real man can do.”
The first smack was quite light but Sue jumped in
response and let out a little cry. The next five smacks came in quick
succession, harder, this time. John was starting to get a feel for the
task. The sting started to build in Sue’s bottom and she struggled a
little harder. “John, please, I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry!”
“You will be” said John. Warming to the part.
Determined to play his wife’s game to the full. He tightened his grip
and brought his hand down hard again and again. “Telling lies!” Smack!
Breaking your promise!” Smack!
“Spending money we can’t afford!” Smack! Smack!
Sue bucked and kicked and tried to cover her stinging
bottom with her hand but she couldn’t escape the relentless onslaught of
spanks. John moved her hand aside and held it in place out if the way.
“You are going to learn, Sue, that behaviour like this won’t be tolerated.”
“Ow! Owch! Ooh!” Tears welled up in Sue’s eyes
and ran down her cheeks. “John please, I’m sorry. I won’t do it
again.” John gave her another ten hard smacks, alternating between
Finally the spanking stopped. Sue scrambled to her
feet. Face flushed. Hands franticly rubbing and squeezing her stinging
bottom. “John. How could you”, she cried.
This wasn’t the reaction John expected. He stopped
grinning and a look of concern took over. “Sue, look, I’m sorry. I
thought… I. You said…”
Sue knew he was right. She had demanded a spanking
and to be honest, it wasn’t so bad. She really liked the way John had
taken control and she had been so helpless when he pulled her over his
knee. It was exciting, and John was so strong. He surprised her. She sat
down at the side of him and winced when she realised her bottom was still
a little sore but there was also a warm arousing glow. She stroked
John’s arm to reassure him. John gently wiped away her tears and kissed
Jill, silent and ghostly, watched with satisfaction
from a corner of the room. She expected the couple to head for the bedroom
but instead Sue reached out for the TV remote. “No!” said Jill to
herself. “That’s not going to happen”. Once again she entered Sue’s
body and took control.
Sue had forgotten that one of her purchases that
morning had been a large wooden hairbrush. She had left it on the coffee
table and Jill now made her put down the TV remote and pick up the
hairbrush instead. Turning to John she handed it to him. “You promised
me a spanking I would never forget. Do you really think that was good
enough.” She knelt on the couch at the side of him and pulled her dress
up to her waist. Then she lowered herself once more over his knee.
John was stunned. He put the hairbrush down by his
side and gently ran his hand up her stocking covered thighs on to the
bronzed bare flesh and the now pink swell of her bottom, partly covered by
her silky white panties. He reached down and gripped the hairbrush,
feeling its weight and letting its cool hard wooden back, rest against her
Jill extracted herself from Sue’s body and floated
back to the corner of the room where she could watch the unfolding drama.
Sue trembled at the touch of the cold hairbrush. How had this happened?
She felt scared of the spanking she was about to receive but excited and
aroused. She could feel John’s swollen manhood pressed against her
belly, warm and hard. She looked back over her shoulder. John looked
nervous about spanking her with the hairbrush. Especially as her only
protection was the thin silk of her panties partly covering her bare
bottom. She smiled nervously at him and he smiled back.
“Right, Sue” said John, getting into the role.
“You asked for it and now you are going to get it”. He raised the
hairbrush a few inches and smacked it down on Sue’s exposed bottom. Sue
released a quiet cry. The sound of the hairbrush was surprisingly loud and
the sting was much sharper than the hand spanking she had just received.
But now there was something else. Along with the sting came a sexual
excitement, tingling through her loins and into her belly. She gave a deep
sigh and lifted her bottom slightly. Rounding the flesh ready for the next
Smack! Crack! Sue closed her eyes tight. She writhed
a little, rubbing her self against John’s thighs. The sting and the
excitement were building. She felt more aroused than she had for months.
She turned her head. Smack! “Owch! Mmmm. Harder John.”
John raised the brush higher and smacked it down
harder on Sue’s reddening bottom. She cried out in a mixture of pleasure
and pain. John smacked her again and again covering every inch of her
bottom. She writhed and kicked and John couldn’t tell if she was trying
to avoid or meet the next stinging smack.
After twenty or so smacks, John stopped and put the hairbrush down. He gently stroked Sue’s bottom, now a deep red, feeling the burning heat. He slipped his fingers into the top of her silk panties and started to pull them down, unsure if She would protest. Sue sighed contentedly and lifted her hips allowing the panties to be slipped down to the middle of her thighs. John slipped his fingers between her legs, stroking and probing, feeling the moisture of her arousal. Sue gave a moan of pleasure.
John reached down and gripped the hairbrush again. He
rested the hard wood against Sue’s hot naked bottom. “Ohh yes,” she
whispered. He raised the brush high and brought it down hard. Sue cried
out but didn’t try to stop him. Again he brought it down. Smack! Whack!
Whack! Faster and faster. Sue’s cries became more and more frantic. Her
breathing faster, her body bucking and writhing with each resounding
smack! Suddenly she cried out, gripping his leg hard and shuddering in a
climax of pleasure. Breathing hard, John stopped the spanking. He put down
the hairbrush and rested his hand on her flaming bottom.
After a moment Sue turned, sitting up on John’s
knee. He could feel the fiery heat of her bottom against his leg. They
kissed long and hard. Sue stood and pulled up her panties, wincing as they
slid over her stinging bottom. She straightened her dress and held her
hand out to John. Hand in
hand the couple headed for the bedroom, feeling more deeply in love than
Silently, floating in the corner, Jill watched with satisfaction. Pleased to have rescued the marriage, she faded from our world for now and went to plan her next intervention into her sister’s life.