Spanking in the Manor: Landlord Spanks the Gardener’s Ass
Summary:
The landlord of the manor, Oswald, hires the gardener Jonas. In addition to his skills, the older gentleman is quite taken with the mid-twenties man’s appearance. And with the backside that will soon lie bare over his knee.
Evening in the Manor: Landlord and Attractive Gardener
The evening settled over the manor, and a shimmering stillness spread across the lawns. I sat in my leather wingback chair, a half-empty whiskey bottle on the side table.
It was the calm after a hectic day, and I was grateful for the peace – until he entered.
Jonas, the new gardener. Barely older than mid-twenties, athletic, with a face that could have been chiseled from Greek marble.
But it wasn’t his face that distracted me over and over again. It was his body – especially his firm, well-shaped buttocks that pressed against the thin cotton trousers with every move.
“Sir, the lawnmower has a problem,” he said, leaning into the room. His voice carried a slight uncertainty, like a boy confessing a mistake.
He took a step closer, bringing with him the scent of soil and summer flowers.
“Well, Jonas?” I began, narrowing my eyes slightly. “Have you fixed it?”
He shook his head, his gaze flickering. “I thought I should tell you before I made a mistake.”
I took a sip of whiskey before looking at him. “Made a mistake? Jonas, sometimes it’s better to act than to hesitate. Come closer.”
He obeyed, stepping into the warm light of the reading lamp.
My gaze wandered over him. His posture was upright, but his hesitancy revealed a youthful uncertainty that reminded me of something long past. It strengthened my resolve, a decision I had just made.
Strict Words for a Young Man: Pants Down and Over the Knee
“You know I value independence, Jonas. And I expect mistakes to be corrected.”
“Yes, Sir.” His voice was barely more than a whisper.
“Perhaps you should learn how seriously I take this. And I think I know how.”
He blinked, clearly unsure of what I meant. I gestured with a finger to the empty space in front of me. “Come here. Stand before me.”
Slowly, he approached until he stood directly before me. His slender body was mere inches from my knees. I reached out, placed a hand on his belt, and looked up at him. His eyes widened, the uncertainty replaced by a hint of excitement.
“You’ve earned this,” I said simply, before beginning to undo his belt. The leather slid through the loops as I unfastened the button of his trousers. He held his breath as I slowly pulled the zipper down.
With a single tug, I let his trousers drop from his hips to pool around his ankles.
His muscular lower body was now clad only in tight black briefs, barely concealing the flawless contours of his backside. I studied him for a moment, letting my gaze and fingertips trace every curve.
“Lie across my knee,” I ordered.
He hesitated only for a moment before obeying. His hands braced against the floor as his torso draped over my thighs. The sight of his rear, firm and perfectly positioned, nearly took my breath away.
Bare Ass Exposed: Master Strokes and Spanks Gardener
My hands found their way to his waist. Slowly, I slid his briefs down, inch by inch, until his bare buttocks were fully exposed before me.
It was a masterpiece. The smooth skin stretched taut over the muscular curves, with a faint flush from the day’s sun making him even more alluring.
I let my hand glide over his skin, feeling the warmth radiating from him. My thumb brushed the groove between his cheeks, and I heard a soft gasp escape his lips.
“Relax,” I murmured, as my hands continued their exploration. I massaged the firm muscles, pressing gently, tracing the perfect arcs of his hips.
His breathing grew heavier, and his body tensed. My fingers slid lower, exploring the delicate crease between his cheeks.
A shuddering sound escaped his lips as I touched him where he was most sensitive.
“You are flawless, my boy,” I murmured. “Any man would be lucky to see you like this.”
He didn’t reply, but his body spoke for him – the restless sway of his hips, the subtle tremble in his legs.
I continued stroking him, letting my palm glide between his cheeks before sliding back up over the curve of his bottom.
Finally, I raised my hand and brought it down with a sharp smack against his skin. His whole body jerked, and a soft moan escaped his throat.
The spot I struck turned red immediately, a delightful contrast to the otherwise pale skin.
Spanking in the Manor: Older Gentleman and Young Man
I spanked him again, carefully watching his reactions. His muscles tightened under my blows, then relaxed as my hand caressed the stung area.
“You learn quickly, Jonas,” I said as my hand wandered between his cheeks once more, this time pressing a bit more firmly.
“Sir,” he murmured, and the raw emotion in his voice made me smile.
“You need this, Jonas. You need someone to redden these cheeks.”
I leaned forward slightly, letting my hand slide deeper before raising it once more and delivering another smack.
His moans filled the room, a melodic counterpoint to the crack of my palm against his bare skin. My heart raced, but I forced myself to remain in control.
I let my hand glide over his skin again, feeling the warmth and slight trembling of his body. My thumb traced the most sensitive area between his cheeks, and he tensed before relaxing again.
“That’s enough for today,” I finally said. I placed a hand on his lower back, letting him know he could stay as long as he wished.
He slowly sat up, pulling his briefs back up before turning to face me. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes glistening as he looked at me.
“Thank you, Sir,” he murmured before taking his leave.
As the door closed behind him, I was left alone with a satisfied smile on my lips. It was an evening I wouldn’t soon forget. And neither would Jonas.
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