Butt Burn

**Kimberly**
At nearly six foot this young lady is indeed a tall glass of water and you would be hard pressed to find even one centimeter between her toes and the hair atop her head that looks anything short of spectacular. Long, lean and fit with flawless skin, long silky hair and an elegantly beautiful countenance punctuated with large blue eyes; this is your quintessential model. Too bad she's such a bitch. "I'm bored" Kimberly announces to our stalwart photographer Terry as if that were reason enough to walk away from her half-finished assignment. When Terry patiently points out that she is working on a tight deadline and that it would be quite impossible to secure the services of another model on such short notice. Kimberly ponders those words for roughly a millisecond before replying: "So what, I'm still bored." Clearly this is a girl who really does need some excitement in her life. Happily our man, who was but a short phone call away on this fateful day, is more than happy to oblige. No sooner does he arrive than he engages the bored 20 year old in an exciting game of butt bongo! Since Kimberly has shown no interest in looking at the camera she now gets to look at the floor while our man entertains her with some really spirited and fast paced percussion. Before long our model is singing along to the beat, albeit a bit off key. What Kimberly lacks in singing expertise, she more than makes up for in enthusiasm. Indeed our man now finds it necessary to bang the drum all the harder as it were so as not be drowned out by the vocal accompaniment. After another five minutes or so it's off to the corner for this young lass wherein she is afforded the opportunity to decide whether she would prefer to finish her modeling assignment or sing another song.



** Molly Winters**

This long legged platinum blonde hails from the Deep South but a sweet and innocent southern belle she is not. Already the star attraction on many, many a naughty website, Ms. Winters likewise adorns the pages of more than a handful of popular men's magazines. Molly is veeery easy on the eyes and she knows it. Indeed though barely old enough to consume alcohol legally, Ms. Winters has already assumed the arrogance of the jaded pseudo sophisticate. This no doubt explains the disrespect she exhibited toward an associate of ours during a recent photo shoot. Happily we were - as always - but a phone call away. A cursory glance in the direction of the young lady now clad in a sheer black lace crotch-less bodysuit and our man resolved upon his course of action. One look at him and we knew that Miss Winters was in big trouble. It was however only after he dragged the screeching tart across his lap, thereby affording us with a tantalizing view of her bare bottom peeking out from under black lace, that we realized just how dire her situation really was. Of course the pretentious bimbo didn't help her cause any by verbally abusing the man who was at that very moment leering at her upturned behind. Indeed like an alcoholic savoring the aroma of the day's first toot, he positively luxuriated in her taunts before finally raising his right arm. The first smack echoed off the walls like a rifle shot and was immediately followed by another and then another each finding it's mark with pitiless precision and each followed by yet another and then another in a steady unending machine like rhythm of hot stinging retribution. Molly's impassioned screams all this time falling on the deaf ears of a man determined to punish her like the common slut he judged her to be. For some ten solid minutes her bouncing butt cheeks squirm and dance lasciviously under his hard swung hand mimicking in appearance and effect the proverbial red flag waving before an enraged bull. Finally the man pauses, affording Miss Winters an opportunity to gulp down some air while he makes like a boy scout and methodically cuts his way through to the meat of the matter. All this while Molly never ceases her sobbing and crying but does so more heartily once the punishment is resumed now in the form of a pure and unadulterated bare bottom spanking! Her hindquarters, looking every bit like an undercooked lamb, present an even more inviting target to our crazed bull...with predictable results. It will in fact be another wild and woolly ten minutes before the bull is able to regain his composure.



** Julie Robbins**

This popular porn star and recent Miss Nude Internet winner figures she can trade on her celebrity status - such as it is - and intimidate our associate Terry into doubling her previously agreed upon modeling fee, and why not? After all amongst Ms. Robbins other accomplishments this self-described "Mega Porn Slut" will soon be gazing down upon the world from an Easyriders wall calendar! Wisely, Terry elects to pick up the phone and invite our man over to conduct the re-negotiations. "I'm a bitch and I can be one if I want to because of who I am" offers Julie by way of an opening argument. There is of course no questioning the veracity of the first part of her assertion. Disabusing the young tart from her latter presumption is the task of our negotiator. He begins by unraveling the baggage and addressing himself directly to the bottom of the problem as it were. And what a fine bottom it is! We're talking about a top shelf specimen that's smooth, pale, perfectly contoured and sufficiently firm to maintain its bewitching shape except when smacked that is....whereupon it jiggles most delightfully. These negotiations are already proving to be quite stimulating indeed. Miss Robbins contributions to the discussion have meanwhile regressed to shrill obscenity laced invective. Tsk tsk. Fully cognizant that he has yet to make his argument properly felt our man now peels away Miss Robbin's remaining line of defense, flimsy though it be, and then continues to address the problem at hand with renewed vigor. As so often happens with discussions of this nature our man seems now to have become completely fixated on the details. Details such as how the bottom of this particular problem wobbles and bounces when properly addressed. This no doubt explains the ever increasing intensity of his exertions. After ten minutes or so Miss Robbin's verbal retorts assume a decidedly more contrite tone but no one seems to pay much heed until the self described mega porn slut seeks to save her ass, as it were, by offering to perform sexual favors. This scandalous new development no doubt serves to remind our man of just how many naughty websites and DVD covers are adorned with images of this very same ass. Reaching now for his solid oak "slut slapper", he sets about taking this "discussion" to the next level.