Belt Justice2, by Faith Mitchell
hardtriwoman@yahoo.com
This story continues characters and story line from Belt Justice. The plot contains female domination and hard spankings.


Susan laughed, "Your kidding right?"

"No, not at all", Judy replied

Let me get this straight. Last weekend, you and Brad were caught speeding
through Davenport. A lady cop pulled you over. To get out of the ticket, you
spanked Brad in front of the cop. Then the cop spanked Brad. Brad cried. Then
she let you both go?

Judy laughs, "You have the jist of it. Actually, Brad was doing the speeding.
Brad was acting like a jerk. The spanking was not a kids spanking, or one of
our "play" spankings. He got his ass whipped. The other little tidbit I failed
to mention is I had an orgasm watching the cop spank him".

You what?

"You heard me", Judy responded.

(silence)

OK, so how's Brad doing?

Physically or mentally?, Judy asked.

Well, I guess both.

Well, he still has belt marks on his butt. I guess they will go away in a few
days. He can sit OK. He's too embarressed to go to the health club.

OK, How about mentally?

That's the interesting part. After his "ass whipping", he was very quite. I
was a little worried. I thought he was mad and wanted a divorce. After a few
days he started to cheer up and act like himself, only nicer. He seems a lot
less stressed, and he has been very "attentive" . Yes, "attentive" is how I
would describe it.

So you think it's something you'll both just forget?

No. No way. I think this changed both our lives. Probably for the better

How so?

For me, I just don't feel like taking crap from anyone anymore. I suppose it
gave me a huge injection of confidence. I think I can stay happily married to
Brad now, I was having my doubts. The other item is that orgasm.

That orgasm?

Yes, I never had one like that before. Maybe it seems sick, but I would like
to experience more of those.

OK, so how about Brad?

There may be a bigger impact on Brad. Only time will tell. A couple of things
I noticed is the huge reduction in his stress level. He's much more fun to be
around. Also, his sexual appetite rebounded substanially a few days after his
"episode". If you want to know the truth. I think he emotionally needed that
whipping. After the pain and shame wore off, I think he actually enjoyed it.
I'll bet there will be some event in the future where he gets another one. I
think he will be asking for it.

You think he enjoyed it?

I have a theory. I don't think he has cried since he was 5 or 6 years old.
Think about it. He hasn't cried in 25 years. Women cry all the time. It's an
emotional release. You always feel better, right?. Men don't get that release.
It builds and builds..until they are major assholes. I believe all men
secretly need a good cry once and a while. Women can give it to them. With the
right approach we can give them what they need. Maybe the orgasm is our
reward?

You know what's scary?

What?

You almost make sense.

Don't laugh. Just think about it. You know what else?

What?

I think something "clicked" with that lady cop too. I think she got off on
whipping Brad's ass in a major way. She mentioned she almost had an orgasm as
well.

She said that?

Yes. I bet just like me and Brad, she'll find an excuse to do it again. She'll
find another guy who really needs a whipping. She'll give it to him hard.
She'll have her orgasm. He'll live happily ever after. Believe me, she can
dish it out!

Your crazy..

Just think about it.

Did you get her name?

That's another story, but I later found out it was Cathy Owens. Lt. Cathy
Owens.

Cathy didn't mind moonlight security work for corporate softball games.
Usually she would just show up and watch the games. She could wear her police
shorts and black running shoes. No helmet necessary, just her black police
"ballcap" that she tucked her pony tail through. She was cute and in very good
shape. Cathy was not very tall (5' 5"") but she was curvy and had an athletes
body. She enjoyed lifting weights, running, and kick boxing. She attracted
guys like a magnet at the games... but she was all business.

If the players weren't drunk they were usually nice. In some cases they were
even cute.

Today there was a fight. An asshole player took a swing at the ump. She cuffed
him and stuck him in her patrol car for the ride to the police station. At the
time, no one wanted to press charges. Everyone just wanted him out of the
game. Since she was a witness, she had to decide whether to press charges
before she made it to the police station.

Looking in the rear view mirror Cathy looked at the player, "What's your
name?"

He looked up, "Gary, Gary Roberts".

Well Gary, what was that all about?

"That asshole umpire kept making bad calls."

Trying to give him a chance, Cathy made light of it, "I'm sure you've heard
this, but it's only a game".

Sneering at her, "Just a game?... you're a woman, what do you know?"

Cathy shot back ,"It's nice you noticed. Yes I am woman " "To tell you the
truth, I never viewed baseball as much of a sport. I suppose it's better than
golf, but not by much. Personally, I don't think ball players are very good
athletes."

Gary sneered, "Oh yeh...Well, I could whip your ass".

"Think so? ", she said looking in her rear view mirror. "I'm pretty sure I'm a
better athlete than you, and I KNOW I could whip your ass".

Grumbling, Gary just looked out the window.

"What was that Gary?", she asked cheerfully.

Defiant, Gary said louder, "I said, I'd like to see you try."

" Maybe you'll get a chance", she said, "You know..I'm not real sure what I'm
going to do with you".

"What do you mean?", he looked a bit worried.

"I could take you to the police station and book you for assault. Or, I could
let you go. "

Why don't you just let me go?

Maybe I don't want to. I suppose I could give you two options and let you
decide.

"What options?", he asked.

"One, we go to the station or, two you prove you are a better athlete. If your
right, you're free."

Gary was curious, "Option 2 doesn't sound so bad?"

Yes.. But there's a catch..

What?

"I get the same chance. To prove I'm in better shape that is.. and if I am, I
assure you, I will whip your ass".

Gary laughed, "What are you going to do..Hit me with your night stick? Or use
your gun?"

No, no, nothing like that. I will only use my belt.

Sure he laughed.."What are going to do spank me?"

"As a matter of fact, yes", she said. "After all, you have been a very, very
bad little boy haven't you".

"Think about it" , she said.

You have 2 minutes before we reach the station.. If your brave enough for
option 2, I'll even give you a handicap.

The closer he got to the station the more panicked he was.

"OK, OK, so for option 2 what to we have to do?", he asked.

"Simple, do you know the road to the Valley Reservoir?", she asked.

Yes..

It's a gated road, and I have a key. We'll go there and park 2 miles from the
highway. I'll set you free and give you a 400 yard headstart. If you make it
home, your free. If not.. I plan to whip your ass when I catch you.

Gary leaned forward, to "size her up". She looked in pretty good shape. She
was attractive. But he was a guy after all. There's no way she could beat him.

"OK, let's try option 2", he said.

After 15 minutes, they passed through the Water District gate, and parked on
the service road.

Looking around, Gary commented, "There's no one out here?"

Looking back, she smiled, "That's the idea right? You wouldn't want someone
seeing your spanking, would you?"

"Very funny", he mumbled.

Getting out of the car she walked around to Gary's door to let him out.

You're taking off these handcuffs right?

"You bet. When your free, start running. It takes me a while to lock up
anyway."

Soon as the cuffs were off, he sprinted away.

Laughing, Cathy called out to him, "Good luck!".

Gary looked in far shape, she guessed he was running about a 7 minute mile.

Calmly she removed her pistol and baton. She stuck her handcuffs in her back
pocket. She still had her police belt. She would need it. She locked her car
door, stretched out, and calmly started running. Gary was about 2 minutes
ahead of Cathy.

Gary was far enough ahead, that he occasionally looked over his shoulder.
Cathy caught him looking. He looked confident, but she could tell he was
tiring.

She wanted to take time catching him. The longer she took, the more tired he
would be when caught. She was hoping to catch him 1/2 mile from the gate. She
would need to run a 6 min mile. She hadn't told Gary that she was a 5 minute
miler. This should be easy.

After 4 minutes she was closing in, she started to smile to herself.

Each time Gary looked back, he was more panicked. In two minutes, she would be
on him.

As she closed in, she pulled her handcuffs out. Just a few more steps...

One step, two steps, he turned to face her.

He was panicked and out of breath. Turning he took a wild swing at her. She
ducked and side kicked him in the gut. He went down like a load of bricks.
Moving behind him, "click click" she handcuffed him again.. Doubled over on
his knees. She gave him a shove to his belly. His face landed in the dirt..he
spat and cursed at her. "You bitch" was all she heard from his muffled face.

Circling him like a panther, she caught her breadth. She could see his jock
strap through his white baseball pants. He wasn't bad looking. Nice smooth,
round butt. He was still huffing and puffing from his attempted "escape".

"You should have been in better shape!", she laughed, "Now I get to have some
fun."

Bending over she put her foot in the middle of his back to hold him in place.
With a quick jerk she grabbed the elastic band of his pants and jockstrap and
yanked them down to his ankles.

He looked pretty funny. Hands behind his back..pants around his ankles. He
couldn't go anywhere.

Stepping back she watched him roll around and swear at her.

"I told you what I was going to do", she yelled. "I told you I was going to
whip your ass. I'm going to take my belt off, and whip you till you scream and
cry like a little baby"

"Bullshit!", he yelled back

"I will, you will, I promise!", she taunted.

Reaching down, Cathy unbuckled her belt and pulled it out of her shorts.

Eyeing the belt, Gary started urgently squirming to get away.

"You're not the first man I've spanked you know. The last man I whipped
stained my boots with his tears and was a blubbering fool for an hour. That
was nothing compared to what I'm going to do to you."

Not wanting to delay any longer she swooped in with the belt. As he squirmed
to get away, she beat him on his legs and ass. With each stroke he cursed and
kicked. Reaching down she grabbed the handcuffs and wrenched his arms until he
was pinned down.

"That's better", she growled, Placing her left foot just above his butt she
locked him in place. She had a hold on his arms with her left hand. She was
ready go.

Flipping the belt over her shoulder she swung full force across his bare
bottom. The sound of the belt was like a rifle shot. His head shot back in
shock. His whole body convulsed. Then he screamed.

"Bullseye!", she laughed, "Nice lungs, I thought you would be tougher than
that."

Looking down, she savored the bright red welt forming on his heaving bottom.

Then she whipped him again.

Pausing she told him, "Gary, scream all you want. No one will hear you out
here." "Don't feel bad about the noise, it's music to my hears!"

Getting into a rhythm she spanked him again and again. The steady thwack of
the belt, followed by his anguished cries filled the air.

She loved watching him try to escape the sting of her belt. Even under the
weight of her foot, his bottom would pump and grind each time she whipped him.

She kept spanking him until the only reaction from him were continuous heaving
sobs.

After about 80 strokes, she needed to let him recover some feeling before she
started spanking him again. The beating had taken the fight out of him. She
knew she was in complete control now. It was time to really humiliate him.

Pausing for a moment she spotted an old tree stump about 1 foot high.

"That will do", she anounced.

Stepping off him, she used her left hand to grab his pants still wrapped
around his ankles. With a twist she secured her grip and began dragging him to
the stump. With the belt dangling from her right hand and his handcuffed body
dragging behind her, she looked like a beautiful Amazon returning from the
hunt. His bright red butt looked like a trophy as she pulled him to her
destination.

Smiling, she imagined he was plowing a ditch with his cock and balls.

When she got there, she placed her left foot on the stump.

"I'm tired of bending over to spank you. It's too much work.", she told him.

On the stump, her left thigh was parallel to the ground. She could support him
over her knee no problem.

Throwing the belt over her shoulder she reached down and grabbed him by his
arms.

"No more, please no more," he sobbed.

"Your pathetic. Your not half as tough as me are you?...Are you!", she
growled.

"No, no I'm not...", he cried.

Pulling him to her, She put herself in position. A quick shove and he was over
her left knee. In this position his legs were stretched to full length. His
toes couldn't reach the ground. His entire weight was draped across her
thigh..he could hardly breath.

Pushing his arms painfully up his back she bent him tight over her knee. His
face was shoved against her smooth muscular calf. He could smell her coconut
lotion tanning lotion.

Nothing else about this experience was pleasant.

Cathy could feel his balls and cock grind into her bare thigh. At least she
could tell he wasn't aroused by her whipping him!

With a few bounces of her knee she knocked the breath out of him. Before she
grabbed her belt, she patted is bare bottom. He flinched and she laughed. For
fun she gave him about 10 hard swats with just her hand. Each time he let out
a whimper. His dangling legs twitched. She wished someone could take a
picture. She was sure he looked like some 5 year old draped over his mom's
knee.

She was tempted to violate his ass with her night stick..maybe another time.
She left it in the car.

Done playing, she reached for the belt. When he heard the belt buckle he
started whimpering. He knew what was coming. He gasped for breath...the sweet
smell of coconut.. He really didn't want to be spanked anymore.

She loved to hear grown men cry. It was such an pathetic sound. With the first
smack, men let out a deep barotone yell. With each additional stroke, the
urgency, pitch and volume sound more and more like a little sissy girl. By the
time she is done, they all sound like sopranos!

Gary felt her shifting beneath him, he let out "Pleaseeeeee noooo" just as she
swung the belt. As the belt bore down on him, he felt her lift him up by
flexing her calf. He was so ashamed. She could handle him like a sack of
potatoes. She pushed his bottom up and out to meet the belt.

Then it landed. When the belt flattened his bottom, he let out a high pitch
screech. His bucking and squirming ground his balls against her thigh. He felt
small. Despite his pain, he worried that Cathy might think his balls were
nothing but a few marbles rolling around on her leg. His shame and frustration
quickly turned into sobbing.

Patient and determined, Cathy continued to beat him. She covered every inch of
his behind with bright red belt marks. He continuously sobbed and gasped for
breath. Each time the belt hit his bottom, his face would bounce off her sweet
smelling leg. He wondered if she felt his tears running down her ankle. She
was right. He was staining her shoes while he cried like a baby.

Cathy enjoyed every spank. For fun, she would grab one of Gary's ass checks
with her left hand and pull his checks wide open to expose his tender
"unspanked" inner bottom. In quick succession she would land several hard
swats in his most tender area. She loved doing this! His reaction was
priceless. His squeals would go up several octives, and his butt would pump up
and down in the most outrageous lap dance.

She had to admit she was getting excited. Something about the beat of the
spanking, pitiful sobbing, dancing bottom, and the raw power were a major
turn-on. With a renewed sense of urgency she spanked him harder and harder.
Each time she spanked, Gary would scream, sob, and bounce on her knee. With
each spank Cathy felt her blood pressure elevate, like she was blowing up a
balloon. She could feel her heart beating in her crotch with perfect spanking
synchronzation. The early stages of an orgasm were upon her. She was swinging
as hard as she could. Gary couldn't react anymore. His shrill crys could only
escape when he caught his breath between massive sobs.

Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Cathy started to weaken, she felt faint, she
pushed Gary to the ground.

As he fell, Cathy grabbed her crotch with her left hand. Waves of orgasm
flowed over her as she stood over Gary. Her belt hung from her right hand as
if a weapon. Gary had been her prey.

Sobbing uncontrollably Gary was balled up on the ground. Naked from the waist
down, his hands behind his back, he was completely exposed.

Through his tears he looked up. She was standing over him. Her legs were
apart. Her left hand cupped her crotch. Her belt was in her right hand. Her
breast was heaving, her beautiful strong legs quivered as she recovered from
her climax.

She was the most wonderful thing he had every seen. He couldn't help himself..
He felt an erection rising.

No he thought, he couldn't take this embarressment too..but he couldn't stop
it.

"Whats this", she said, pointing at his cock. "Do you like being whipped by a
girl?" "Do you want me to make this a regular event?" "Maybe I should beat you
in front of other women?"

" I'm... I'm so sorry", he sobbed.

"You know what Gary? I'm going to free your hands so you can jerk off."

"No please, no please..", he cried.

"Yes you will. I'm not putting my belt back until I see you jerk off". "Do you
understand me?" "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Yes, yes I do"...he mumbled.

"OK then, Do It!", she ordered.

Reaching down she removed his handcuffs. Standing over him Cathy watched in
amusement.

Gary's arms were sore, his bottom was sore, he couldn't lie on his back. How
could he masterbate in front of her?

Rising to his knees he positioned himself at her feet.

Stepping forward, she grabbed his hair. "Do It!", she demanded, shaking the
belt at him.

"OK OK" , he pleaded.

Grabbing his penis he started to pump. All of his senses were exploding. She
was pulling his hair, his bottom ached, he could smell her sweet lotion, he
was raw with humilation, he could see tears on her leg, his throat was hoarse
from screaming.

He realized how much he wanted to be punished...

With a handfull of his hair, Cathy forced his face down. Still pumping his
cock he looked down at his dick.

"That's right Gary", she said in a sexy voice, "I want you to come for me".

Then she demanded, "Gary...Gary open your mouth NOW"

And then he came...massive gobs of cum shot across his chest, face, and in his
mouth. Gary came and came and came.

Looking down at him Cathy laughed, "Nice shot, was it yummy?".

Letting go of his hair. She stepped back. With thoughtful deliberation she
threaded her belt back into her shorts.

"Gary, if you want a ride back, be ready when I return with the car".

"I'll let you ride in the front seat."