Kelly’s Hootin, Tootin Witch Night – BDSM


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Kelly’s Halloween Hoots

Part One:

Kelly and Bill had both reached the eclectic haunted house by train from Victoria. The stop was just across the CP Rail railroad bridge near the country station. Bill traveled in a separate compartment on the train from the college girls. He took the Pumpkinhead mask out of his worn leather briefcase that was under the bed. Once outside at the country rail station, he put it on and stealthily moved up behind Kelly who was dressed as Sabrina The Teenage Witch. She was with her college friends from Adam’s on the sidewalk. Bill held a scythe made of plywood in his hands.

The haunted house was located among the trees in Oak Hollow. Its main feature was a columned, high-ceiling ballroom for the Witches, Goblins and Monsters Halloween Party. It overlooked the mighty oak trees on the outskirts of a green grassy meadow, framed by a split-rail fence. From where Bill sat, he could view the pretty, long blonde-haired college coed swish and sway her round, shapely bottom packed into tight orange pants.

Later that night, he saw that same young woman perched almost on her hands and knees on the floor. he recognized it was Kelly in a curtsey position. In a show of respect to her friend’s efforts, she was on bent knee with one foot in front of the other. Her orange-gold-and-brown-print blouse had ridden up baring the upper part of her butt cheeks. Kelly’s position showed her panty line, too. He dearly wanted to reach out and do more than touch those cheeks. Bill wanted to swat them and do it hard enough for her to feel it.

Two of Kelly’s classmates were sitting on a lounge sofa, watching her as they took pictures. While Kelly’s back was facing me, the curves of her body were visible, and her bottom looked well-rounded. Oh, how he wished it could be painted a ruby red. Suddenly, there was a brown out. There had been several over the past two weeks, as the local electric utility repaired the Oak Hollow substation that connected it to the main Canadian Pacific line. It was the perfect cover for what he had in mind. All he could see was Kelly’s backside shadow, partially bent just off the dance floor.

With her two Adam’s College friends busy trying to get the lights restored using the station’s emergency generator, he made his move, assured of his anonymity behind the Pumpkinhead mask. It was orange full-faced and made of latex. Bill reached out and hit the offered flesh that had teased him with her visible panty line over the many months with a wooden yardstick-sized scythe. The scythe was an old farm instrument made for reaping large quantities of a stock with a single swing.

Bill took aim at the shapely bottom before him. He proceeded with an application of brisk swats to the lovely backside of Kelly, the young woman, who had agreed to go to homecoming with him, and then only to back out when her friends laughed at her.

The noise of the swats was drowned out by the Hilda’s Coffee House ‘jam van.’ Since it was a converted bread truck, it was big enough to have a generator on board. It was parked in the garage opening, used by bands, on the far end of the massive ornate ballroom.

Those cheeks had to have burned like fire! However, for Bill, the reward was the soprano-pitched feminine squeals. He really lit her up!

The last volley of swats of the paddle burned and made the impromptu spanking, one Kelly would remember for a long time. When her cohorts finally got the lights back on, he found himself looking at the generously heart-shaped bottom in front of him dressed in the naughty pants bottoms with a panty line. It was time to beat a fast retreat out of the Witches, Goblins and Monsters Halloween party, while he still could get out with his skin intact.

Then, just as Bill started to leave, there was this moment when Kelly turned her head around quickly and her blonde bangs slid from around her face. She had had the most satisfying reaction he could have hoped for at the moment. She smiled as if nothing was wrong. However, Kelly did reach back and rub her butt. Then her fingers moved the panty seams across the seat of her tight orange pants and orange-brown-and-gold-print blouse. The teen’s bottom did an erotic dance. Plus, as a bonus, all of the movement caused the top of her butt crack to be visible.

While he did not have the light of his cell phone, the ones provided from Bell Canada were the best and had a bright light on them. Enough of the Halloween partygoers had lit up their screens like they would do at a concert. Suddenly, Bill had enough illumination to see the end of Kelly’s curtsey, which had further tightened her pants bottom. Kelly then had her panties visible from behind.

The paddling had taken Kelly by surprise that was sure; however, her response was atypical and blended into the rock music, hoots, and hollers. The nineteen-year-old remained quiet about her spanking from Pumpkinhead. Actually, the lady rocked her burning butt back and forth to the beat of the music.

A while later, Bill noticed that Kelly was walking a little funny, bowlegged when she went to the ladies’ room. Bill imagined she would take the opportunity to check her bottom to see how red it was after her paddling at the Halloween party.

Kelly went into one of the empty toilet stalls, pulled down her orange pants and bikini briefs, so she could see her brown butt in her makeup mirror. It was a burgundy red with white-hot rings on each cheek.

What Bill didn’t know was Josh had told her that Bill was going to be dressed as Pumpkinhead for the Halloween party. Kelly took the burn in stride, and didn’t mention the masked man’s actions to her friends, or other classmates, at the party. However, it was Halloween, and she was set on delivering her own trick.

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