Living in the Greenfield section of Brooklyn, New York was always exciting. I grew up in Parkville, about three miles from here in the late 1970s. This area was an older section with many fine buildings, mostly three story walk ups. Many on a quiet tree lined street. The neighborhood was a mix of mostly European immigrants fleeing the horrors of WW II. I was lucky to find a small apartment in one of the older homes. Being twenty five, I was working for a contracting company as an apprentice doing mostly electric and plumbing work. When I would come home from work, next door lived a sweet mature lady named Sandy. She always greeted me with a smile and some nice words. She was a tall lady a little over six feet tall, a little chunky with brown eyes and blond hair. She carried herself very well and I will admit, she caught my eye. She had lost her husband to another woman and I heard that he was nothing to write home about. When I would see Sandy, she towered over me being that I was only five foot six and one hundred forty pounds soaking wet. I would fantasize about being spanked by her as that was one of the kinks I discovered about myself growing up.

It was a hot day in July when I was coming home from working and the sweat was pouring off of me when I walked up the block. Like clockwork there was Sandy as if she was waiting for me. I said hi and we exchanged small talk like we would always when she asked me if I would look at her sink in the bathroom. It was constantly leaking and she didn't want her water bill to go up. I said sure, just let me change and wash up. I went to my place and cleaned up then grabbed some tools and went next door. Sandy lived on the top floor so I climbed up the three flights and was about to knock on the door when it opened and there was Sandy with a flowered yellow house dress of the time. She looked very nice and escorted me into her apartment. I walked down the short hallway to her bathroom. I could hear the water running. Sandy, you have some leak. How long has been leaking? About a week but I didn't want to bother you. Not a problem. I will have this fixed in no time. I have to shut off the water. Oh, the valves are behind the tub on the right side. I moved the shower curtains away and hanging from the faucet was an old fashioned open top red enema bag with the red hose, metal pinch clamp and a long black rectal nozzle !!!!. I stopped dead in my tracks and I think I turned as red as the bag. Sandy asked if something was wrong and I stumbled on my words. Then she had a slightly sadistic smile on her face. What's the matter Joey, didn't you ever see an enema bag before? In a Ralph Cramden moment I said sheepishly yes Ma'am, I used to see that same bag many times growing up. I see, you got enemas when you were a kid, now look at you a twenty five year old young man sounding like you are a ten year old................. Did you enjoy getting enemas back then?????? By my actions and loss of words she knew...... I liked them. I give myself enemas all the time, it is healthy and I enjoy giving them. Were you also spanked as a kid Joey? Meekly I said yes I was , On your bare bottom? Joey??? Over the knee??? Yes Ma'am I SEE..... Well Joey, I knew it....I had a feeling you enjoy the same things I enjoy. Fix my faucet and or else you will be going over MY KNEE......!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sandy said in a Dominant Commanding Voice

Yes Ma'am, I immediately shut off the water my eyes never leaving the sight of the red bag hanging right next to me. I was so close to it I could smell the rubber that the bag was made with. The old valves squeaked as I turned them off. Then the silence was deafening. I nervously reached into my tool bag and retrieved an adjustable wrench and disassembled the leaking valve. It was the washer that was bad. I went into the box with the assorted washers and repaired both faucets. Then I had to pass by that hanging red bag once again to turn the water back on, again smelling the rubber bag. I was so hot over the sight of it just hanging there that it did show in my pants. Sandy knew it and smiled as I opened the faucets and tried them out. All done Sandy works like a charm. Oh Joey, while you are there HAND ME THE ENEMA BAG...... NOW !!!!!!!!!!!!!! I reached over and as soon as I touched the rubber bag, it was like a hundred thousand volts went through my body. The rubber was very soft yet firm. Here you go Sandy as I handed her the bag. Joey, Why are you so red?? Are you embarrassed by the sight of my ENEMA BAG? OR........ are you embarrassed by what I am going to do with it?............... I don't know what you are talking about Sandy.......... I am going to fill MY ENEMA BAG with warm water that just came out of the faucet you fixed, then I am going to swish this new bar of Ivory soap I have here then I am going to put the nozzle in your thirsty heinie..............ONLY AFTER I GIVE YOU A GOOD OLD FASHIONED BARE BOTTOM OVER-THE-KNEE SPANKING !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was saying to myself, This cant be happening I am dreaming..... Then I asked her "How did you know about me?" Sandy said I had a feeling. I am really good at spotting a submissive boy and I was right. I read you a mile away and besides you have a really spankable ass !.

Now little boy, get ready for your punishment........Sandy was all smiles as she went over to the end table in the living room. She opened the little drawer and took out two wooden paddles. One was rectangular and the other one was oval then she came to me and took me by the ear and "escorted" me to the couch where she took a seat. Stand in front of me Joey with your hands on your head. I stood there as she said and she reached out and slowly released my belt causing my shorts to fall to the ground. I stood there in my white briefs with a raging hard on and it was eye level with Sandy's head. Oh you bad little boy, I will cure you of this problem right this minute. With that Sandy pulled her house dress up so it would not get wrinkled then pulled my briefs down to my knees. With one motion, I was bare ass across her ample lap with my raging cock pinned between my weight and her HOT LEGS. Sandy was a strong lady because she reached out and pinned my left arm to the small of my back then picked up the oval paddle. Here I am starring at the carpeted floor as my bare buttocks feels the cool air of her apartment and knowing this woman is starring at my private area getting ready to spank it, I was in heaven!!! Bad boys shouldn't get excited in the presence of a mature woman and for that you will be spanked. She with paddle in hand, raised it as far as she could reach and wooosh through the air the paddle made contact rapidly with both buttocks, sending a stinging pain through me and causing my buttocks to jiggle. She was spanking me so fast, I didn't have time to feel the first blow. She spanked me like a well oiled machine left, right left, BOTH she must have laid down fifty spanks in twenty seconds. My legs started to kick and flail so much, Sandy took her right leg and pinned down my legs and continued to spank without missing a beat (no pun intended). I welled up and busted out crying like a six year old !!!! Joey, You need this and you will come to me whenever I want you to OR I feel you need to !!!!! and you will call me Aunt Sandy from now on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES YES AUNT SANDY.............PLEASE DONT SPANK ME ANYMORE I LEARNED MY LESSON, PLEASE , PLEASE....... Then Aunt Sandy put down the last spank with her hard wooden paddle. Clunk, the sound the paddle made as it hit the carpeted floor. I thought I was done then Aunt Sandy applied another twenty open handed spanks to my already cherry red buttocks then she rested her hand on my well spanked ass.

Joey, you took your spanking so well I am proud of you. I wanted to spank and own you the first day I saw you. I was ecstatic when I found out that you were moving in next door. Mind you I was still bare bottom and over her knees when she said this to me. Between sniffles, I admitted to her that I wanted to get a spanking from you but would never even hint at it. I know that Joey. I know your type. You have such a spankable bottom, I wanted it over my lap as soon as possible. I took a big chance but I was right. I hung the enema bag to see what your reaction would be and you couldn't take your eyes off of it. I knew that instant I had you. So. Joey, who gave you enemas and why? My aunt and mom gave them to me to keep me healthy and once I got one as a punishment. REALLY ? Who gave it to you? My aunt. I was playing with my cousin and I used a few curse words and she said that she would wash all the badness out of me and I would not forget it. Then after that I also got the paddle and she was right I never forgot it.

Well Joey, look what is besides me on the couch, MY ENEMA BAG...Hmmmmmmm What can I do with it now.......Then Sandy released her iron grip she had on me and let me up. I sprang up much like a ball on a spring and started to rub the sting from my cherry red buttocks. STOP RUBBING YOUR ASS or I will add some more to it !!!! Yes Aunt Sandy. With that Sandy got up from the couch and made me strip down to nothing, not that I had too much on to begin with. Follow me Sandy bellowed.......... She went into her bedroom with me in tow. Sandy removed the pillows from her queen size bed and put them aside. Then she went to the dresser and opened the bottom drawer and it made a high pitch screeching sound as the wood slid in the track. Then she removed a rubber type sheet and laid it over the bed spread, then piling the pillows on top. Lay down face down ass up on the pillows and stay there. I meekly obliged. I was laying there with my cherry red buttocks high in the air as Sandy left the room. I heard her steps go father away then I heard the sound of the just repaired faucets squeaking open and water running. I was there a good fifteen minutes when I heard Sandy come back into the room carrying a full bulging red open top enema bag with suds dripping from the top. The strong smell of Ivory soap started to fill the room. Draped around her neck was the red rubber hose with the silver pinch clamp locked tightly on the hose and at the end of the hose was the long black rectal nozzle. In contrast to her yellow house dress. Also over her shoulder was a blue towel. See Joey I made this nice warm soapy enema just for you !!!!. She walked over to me and let me see the solution, it was as white as milk. I made it extra extra soapy so you can have a very crampy enema to clean all that naughtiness out of you. Then Sandy hung the enema bag from the decorative bar on the top of the bed. Then she laid the hose across my back. She went back over to the drawer that was opened and took out a jar of Vaseline and a rectal thermometer. She said keep your eyes front or else. I listened then heard the top of the Vaseline jar being opened then the top being put on the table making a tinny sound. Then I felt her fingers part my stinging buttocks then a cold glass thermometer slide in my rosebud. I jumped at the cold feeling. Now Joey, You will hold the thermometer inside for a full five minutes. I laid there with this thing in my ass and it felt like it would fall out then Sandy would push it back in. Oh how nice your bottom looks all red and bare with this glass tube in it. Then I felt her remove it with one quick slide. Oh.... 99.1 You have a fever I have just the thing for it. I felt the hose being removed from my back then fingers parting my buttocks again then this long cool nozzle replace the thermometer. She slid the nozzle all the way in and left it there for a minute. I could hear in Sandy's voice that her climax was building because her voice went deeper and her breathing increased dramatically. Now Joey, I am going to start your enema and I don't want any accidents and you WILL take the whole bag. I laid there in anticipation then the metallic "CLICK" and the pinch clamp snapped open !!!!!!!!!! She did not bleed the air out of the hose so I heard the enema start to flow and felt the coolness at first then the warmth and the associated pressure from being filled with the solution. As the warm enema flowed and hit my prostrate gland, I had an uncontrollable climax and let my cum out onto the rubber sheet, at about this time Sandy let out such a yell and started to shake all over !!!!!! As I laid there exhausted, THEN CAME THE CRAMPS. I begged Sandy to stop the flow but the only response I got from her was a dozen spanks on my already red buttocks. The cramping was unbelievable I was trying to change positions to feel better but the cramps were there to stay. "COME ON JOEY, YOU HAVE A QUARTER OF THE BAG TO GO.YOU LOOK SO HELPLESS THERE with the hose peeking out from between your pink buttocks. I struggled but then Sandy said ALL FINISHED BAD BOY, YOU TOOK THE WHOLE BAG..... Then Sandy closed the metallic clamp then pushed down on my back as she slowly slid the nozzle out of my ass. As the nozzle left it's temporary home, I could feel a couple of drops of fluid leak out on my back. Go Little Boy, Run to the bathroom Little Boy. I got up and RAN just in time to the bathroom. I heard Sandy laughing loudly.

As I sat on the porcelain throne, I heard Sandy as to move about but I did not know what she was doing. Once finished, I washed myself and re-entered the living room I heard Sandy yell out "STAY THERE LITTLE BOY, I HAVE A SUPRISE FOR YOU !" I sat down still feeling the stinging in my buttocks against the material on the couch. Then I heard Sandy close a drawer then like something being put on. Sandy came out of the bedroom with a loose nightgown on but there was a slight protrusion where her sweet pussy was. I must have had a dumbfounded look on my face because she said wait, I have a special surprise for you. Sandy sat on my left on the couch then without warning, pulled me back across her lap. Again I was looking down at the carpeted floor when she started spanking me with her hand. Spank spank spank, I want you nice and red now. She must have laid down about fifty good well placed spanks on both buttocks and it was hard and swift. I was squirming on her lap when I looked back and saw that sadistic look on her face .....and with a smile. Suddenly she stopped spanking me and pushed me off her lap. I hit the carpeted floor on my back. I was looking up at her and the ceiling when she said STAY THERE !!!!!!!!!. I laid there still looking up at her when she lifted the nightgown over her head and there I say this long strapon she was wearing and I didn't know what to say or do. GET UP AND BEND OVER THE COUCH ......... N O W !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. I did what I was told and bent over the couch offering Sandy a full view of my twenty five year old man-pussy. "Oh Joey, I LOVE the sight of a well spanked and red set of buttocks and such a cutie bubble butt you have. I am going to FUCK IT in a couple of minutes. Let me go and get some Vaseline, after all I don't want to hurt you Ha Ha Ha .

As I laid bent over the couch Sandy was sort of delaying what she was doing then I heard the door bell sound and Sandy rushed over to answer it. I thought to myself who the hell can that be at this time. I heard Sandy open the door then a muffled voice then the sounds of two people coming in towards the room I am bent over bare pink bottom !!!. I started to panic as not knowing who is about to see me in this position. Then Sandy came in followed by her close friend Helen!! Sandy said to me Joey, I thought I would have my friend come over and watch me take your man pussy and fuck the hell out of you!!!!. I think my face turned redder then my well spanked buttocks. She said Helen is my closest friend and we share the same kinks so when I am finished fucking your man pussy, she can do whatever she would like with you as she has my full permission. Oh, She LOVES ENEMAS TOO. We give them to each other all the time and now I want to bring you into our secret circle. With that, Helen got up and delivered about thirty spanks to my very pink sore bottom, causing me to jump and while trying to escape the rain of spanks, leaning harder into the arm rest making me harder then ever before. While Helen was spanking me, Sandy removed her dress reveling a seven inch strapon and harness. Then she reached into the jar of Vaseline with her two fingers and lubed her female cock that left a nice shine from the reflection from the light fixture. OK Helen, Watch as my "cock" fills this young boy up and I fuck his man pussy. With that, Helen sat down with an unrestricted view of what was about to happen. Sandy then adjusted herself and me to the right height. Then I felt Sandy's fingers part my buttocks then her fingers slipping in and out of me to lube me good. Then Sandy rested the head of her "cock" against my rosebud then slowly pressed into me causing the head of her "cock" to push past the resistance and penetrate me. This sent a sharp pain right through me as it penetrated me. Then Sandy stopped and let me get used to the feeling. "Oh, Listen to him squirm with me in him!!!!" Then she pushed in deeper until the whole thing filled me up. Then she leaned in harder to make sure I took it all. Then she slowly started to move in and out picking up speed and strength and rhythm fucking me harder and faster!!!!. I just stayed bent over knowing Sandy was enjoying fucking my ass and Helen was watching this. Then Sandy let out a deep yell and shook like an earthquake as she gushed out her juices making them run down her legs then she just fell on top of me with her "cock" still deep inside of me. This was like no other feeling that I have experienced!!!!!. I liked over and Helen had her hand up her dress and was masturbating watching this unfold in front of her. Then Sandy slowly got up off of me and sliding her "cock" out of me as I laid there motionless.

See Helen, I told you that I was going to have my way with him. He is such a good little boy but on occasion he needs to be disciplined as you see fit. Helen said," Oh I see your enema bag is out here, did you give him an enema? Yes I did, several and he took them like a good little boy. Very nice, I must give him weekly enemas too. Joey, Would you mind if I did that to you? No Ma'am not at all. I looked at Helen, she was about forty, six feet tall and about one hundred and thirty pounds. She had blond hair and was HOT !!!!!! I thought to myself, she could do ANYTHING with me. I could just picture being across her knees waiting for her to spank me. Sandy, I smell peppermint in the room, did you use the peppermint soap in the enema bag? Yes Helen I did and next time I am going to use the lavender castile soap for a good clean out. Helen said that I cant wait to give him a couple of enemas, but I make them extra crampy. I love to watch the victim dash to the bathroom to expel !!!!.

To Be Continued