John Hudson Jr's Life Stories

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Jennifer and Susan Baderly, white trash all the way. Where walking across the lobby of the hotel that Mr. John Hudson was stay at for the weekend that he was in town. They didn't know exactly what he wanted, but knew it had something to do with the ten thousand dollars that they had funneled out of petty cash at the record company that they worked at and Mr. Hudson owned.

To the desk clerk and doorman they looked like a couple of cheap hookers. One on the way out, the other on the way into a life on the streets. If it hadn't been for the fact that John Hudson had informed the desk that they where coming they wouldn't have even been allowed into such a high-class establishment. Officially streetwalkers at the Charlton Arms wasn't allowed. But businessmen did have nieces come to visit for the evening.

Jennifer Baderly was wearing a very short mini skirt, the type that had gone out of style twenty years ago. While Susan her daughter was wearing a long free flowing dress with a lacing going down her back showing that she wasn't wearing a brassiere.

As the two ladies got off the elevator, Susan turned to her mother, "What do you think he wants with us mama."

Jennifer turned to go down the hallway, "I don't know honey, but he said it would help keep us out of prison. I'll do anything not to have to go back to that place. That year I spent there when you where 4 was pure hell. Believe me baby I'll do anything to keep your ass out of their hands."

Susan didn't know quite what her mother meant, as she wouldn't talk about that year. Jennifer knocked on the door and when it opened there stood John Hudson Jr. "Well, well Mrs. Baderly just on time. I like that in a woman."

He stepped aside and motioned them in. "You too are dress quite nice, welcome to my home said the spider to the flies." He then chuckled under his breath. He had a sadistic smile on his face.

The two women entered and walked over and sat down on the couch. John walked over and introduced himself. Jennifer introduced herself and her daughter. "Yes I know exactly who you two are. Two thieves who have stolen my money"

Jennifer Baderly stood up, "You can't prove that we did anything wrong and we won't stay and be insulted." Susan also stood up and they headed for the door.

John went over to the desk and retrieved a folder from the drawer and went over and stood in front of her. Handing it to her, "Read this my not so good lady, I think once you have you will be staying and doing a lot more for me."

Jennifer took it and sat down on a chair by the door. As soon as she open it she put her hand up to her mouth and gasped, "Oh my god, where did this come from."

John smiled knowing that she understood the full import of the document. It was an official looking police report on not only her entire life, but more importantly, the theft she did from Johns record company. "That my good Jennifer is a official police report I had a good friend of mine make up. Detective Sergeant Martinson assures me that the District Attorney can make the charges stick and you and that daughter of yours will probably be getting from 7 to 10 years on the county work farm. Not that one year you served some years ago."

Susan walked over to her mother, "What does he mean mama, we'll get from 7 to 10 years at the county work farm."

"Hush up baby, mama's trying to think. Go sit down and hush up"

Susan went back to her chair and sat down. Jennifer looked up at John. "What do you intend to do with this report Mr. Hudson."

"Well Jennifer there is one of three things that can happen. One, I have Detective Martinson proceed on that file officially and have you two arrested or you can pay me back all 10 thousand dollars plus interest that you stole from me."

Jennifer stood up, "Well we can't give the money back it's all been spent and I don't want to go back to prison. It was a living nightmare the last time I was there and 7 years would kill my baby here." She pointed over to Susan.

Jennifer was pacing back and forth trying to get her white trash brain to think her way out of this mess she had gotten them into. She looked up at John, "You said there was three alternatives, what is the third. As if I didn't know."

John put his hands on his hips, "No my good woman, it isn't what you think it is. If I want sex I'll pay a hooker for that or get my girlfriend to visit. But by the time I'm through with those backsides of yours, you'll wish it was sex I was insisting on getting."

Susan stood up, "Mama what's this awful man talking about, what's he mean once he's through with our backsides."

Jennifer turned to her daughter and screamed at her, "Hush up baby the adults are talking here, now sit down or I'll spank you first."

She then turned back to John, "I assume that you intend to spank us instead of prison or paying the money back."

John walked over to the writing desk and pulled out a piece of paper and put it on the desk. 'That's exactly what I'm suggesting Mrs. Baderly. If you will kindly sign this paper then I can proceed with the spankings of you and your daughter. It gives your promission for me to spank you and Susan."

Jennifer walked over to the desk and immediately signed the paper without reading it. "Mama what does he mean spank you and your daughter."

Once through signing the paper Jennifer turned to her daughter, "Baby I'm sorry for what's about to happen to you, but believe me when I say that it's the best thing all around."

Susan put her hand over her backside, "No I won't let him, he can spank you. But not me, I won't let him do it. I won't give him my consent, you can give him all the consent you want to, to spank you. But no, not me. He can fuck himself if he thinks I'm going to let him put his hands on me, let alone spank me."

He didn't really pay any attention to what Susan was saying, picking up the paper and reading it aloud to both Jennifer and her daughter Susan. "I the undersigned to hereby and of my own free will and judgement. Do give to Mr. John Hudson Jr. full and unrestrictive permission to put both me and my minor daughter Susan over his knee and spank us until he thinks that we have learned our lesson. This is in relation to the 10 thousand dollars that we embezzled out of petty cash from his company."

Jennifer went over to Susan and grabbed her with both hands by the shoulders, "Your being a minor you don't have any say in being spanked. As your legal guardian I can give Mr. Hudson permission to spank you."

Susan looked at her mother than at John then back to her mother and back and forth. She was trying to think of a way out of her predicament, but couldn't. She was beginning to sniffle.

Spanking Of Jennifer Baderly:

John walked into the hotel bathroom and picked up the back scrubbing brush. It was about 14 inches long with a 5 by 4-inch bristle area and made of soft but durable plastic. But it wasn't the bristle area that he intended to utilize. It was the flat hard side. He knew that it would be very effective on two embezzling derrières.

As he emerged from the bathroom, Susan stepped behind her mother and put her hands on either of her mother's shoulders gripping her tightly. As if to help steady herself, but really out of fear and apprehension. "Oh god mama, look what he intends on using."

John walked over to the easy chair and sat down, "Alright ladies, which one of you is to be first."

Neither woman said a thing or intended to move to come over to him. They both had their hands covering up the backsides. "You Jennifer, as the mother and the one with more liability I think you will be going first."

She just stood there and didn't move, "Come on I don't have all day for this, over my knee." Of course he did have all day, it was the only reason he was in town, to spank Jennifer and her daughter for stealing from him.

As Jennifer inched her way over to John he was tapping the brush against the palm of his right hand. He was becoming more and more impatient with her.

Once she was over to the chair he was sitting in, he instructed her to lift up the back of her dress. "Jennifer lift up your dress and yank down your panties."

As Jennifer lowered her panties she began to sniffle. "Oh god Mr. Hudson, is this going to hurt?"

John put the back scrubber on the table beside him. "Yes Jennifer, very much. But you do have it coming."

She held on to her dress as she began to lie across John's knee. Once she was over his knee John reached up to her dress and tucked it into her waist and then lowered her panties all the way. She had only pulled the sides down and the back and front where still up. She wasn't a thin woman, neither was she fat, but John did see one very plump bottom. He knew from practical experience that it would reverberate and giggling like a bowl of Jell-O with each swat her gave her. John liked that in a woman's bottom. He didn't very much like his women fat, but she wasn't his woman.

John smiled and reached over to pick up the back scrubber off the table next to him.

Crack "Yeeeeeeow, oh god no. I've changed my mind. Let me up."

She put both of her hands on John's knees and tried to get up. "No, my dear woman, that isn't going to occur. You and this daughter of yours stole from me and now you're going to pay the price of your thieving ways."

John immediately delivered three swats of the brush in quick succession to her backside. Crack "Yeeeeeeow." Crack "Yeeeeeeow." Crack "Yeeeeeeow."

From Susan he heard, "Oh goodness Mr. Hudson, she's changed her mind. Let her up. It isn't right."

He looked over to Susan, "No young lady there won't be any reprieve for either your mother or in a few minutes that bottom of yours. Plus it wasn't right that the two of you stole from me either."

Susan put her hand over her own backside and started to shake her head no. She didn't say anything, she just shook her head back and forth.

Jennifer's hand flew over her bottom and tried to protect the ever-reddening skin. It of course didn't work, all he did was grab her wrist and move her hand off to one side. "That must go, it'll be in the way over there."

Crack "Yeeeeeeow, oh no, no, no. Please I'm soooooo sorry. I promise I won't ever do it again, ever."

"Not as sorry as you're going to be by the time I get through tanning this ass of yours Jennifer." John was right in his surmise of what Jennifer's backside would do as he tanned it. After each crack of the brush it turned a deeper shade of red and giggled like the proverbial bowl of Jell-O.

John looked up at her daughter Susan and saw that she was standing there virtually trembling at the thought of what her mother was receiving and more importantly what she herself would be getting momentarily.

Crack "Yeeeeeeow." Crack "Yeeeeeeow." Crack "Yeeeeeeow."

Three more landed to full effect, all Jennifer could do now was cry. She was feeling the panic of being held over this mans knee. Not knowing what he would do to her next and not knowing when it would end, as she had stopped counting them to herself after the first searing pain shot through her backside and down her trembling legs. She was trying to be brave about the whole thing but couldn't.

"Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

Crack "Yeeeeeeow." Crack "Yeeeeeeow." Crack "Yeeeeeeow."

John could hear something between Jennifer's screams of pain. He looked up and saw Susan standing there crying herself. She hadn't even been spanked yet and she was already blubber as if she had.

"Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

Crack "Yeeeeeeow." Crack "Yeeeeeeow."

John then looked down at the rug below Susan and notice that it was wet. Poor Susan must have peed herself. She had lost all her control and she was still to be spanked. John thanked god that she had peed herself then or she might have done it when she was over his knee. "Susan get into the bathroom and clean yourself off."

He almost felt sorry for her, after all she was only 17 years old. While her mother was 35. He had decided to give the mother 16 swats with the brush and the daughter only 10 with his hand. It would be more sensual to him to use his hand on her firm bottom.

Susan walked into the bathroom and ran some water onto a washcloth and wiped herself off. She also removed her panties as they where ringing wet. She wrung them out and went back into the guestroom and put them into her handbag. As she heard each of the cracks of the brush on her mother's backside, she jumped. She had calmed down some while in the bathroom and wasn't crying herself. But she could hear her mother in the other room bawling her eyes out as each crack of the brush landed on her exposed and very sore bottom.

Crack "Yeeeeeeow." Crack "Yeeeeeeow."

The final two blows finally came. Jennifer just lay there and cried for some minutes.

"Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

Once Jennifer had quieted down a little John helped her to her feet and over to the corner. "Jennifer you will be standing in this corner until I'm through with Susan, do you understand."

She didn't answer so he swatted her on the backside with his hand. "Yeeeeeeow, yes, yes I understand, I understand Mr. Hudson. Stand in the corner until you tell me otherwise."

Spanking Of Susan Baderly:

John turned and walked back to the chair and sat down on it. He lifted his arm and motioned for Susan to come lay over his knee. She shook her head from side to side. "No, I don't want to. You can't make me. I'm not going to, No, No, No."

She was trying to be defiant, but in the end they all do as they're told or get a worse spanking.

With his arm still raised in her direction he wiggled his fingers indicating for her to come over, "Susan, I've decided to only give you 10 with my hand. If I have to come over there and get you I'll give you double with the scrub brush. Now get that ass of yours over here now."

As she walked over to him she began to cry again. She had stopped when she went into the bathroom to clean herself up. "Alright Susan over my knee."

She didn't respond, but looked over at her mother standing in the corner. "Mama please do something. Please tell him that you don't want him to spank me." Susan was looking from John then back to her mother and then back again to John. Hoping upon hope that someone would do something to get her out of the spanking she was about to receive

But she finally laid herself over his knee. John immediately clamped his left arm over her waist and with his right arm hoisted the hem of her dress up and tucked it into her waist. "Oh mommy, please stop him, please."

Jennifer started to turn around and say something, "Jennifer if you turn around I'll assume you want me to give your backside another tanning with the brush. Do you want another one."

Jennifer immediately turned back into the corner. "Noooooo." Was all she said. She said the no in a little girl voice. Not because she wanted to but because that's how it came out."

John then looked down to Susan's backside. He could see that it was a lot tighter and firmer than her mothers had been. He put his hand onto the fleshy part where the ass and the leg meet. He had noticed that white trash or no she was a very good-looking 17 year old young lady.

Lifting his arm he brought it down with a resounding crack, Smack, "Yeeeeeeow, oh mommy please stop him. It's awful, It's awful."

Smack, "Yeeeeeeow." Smack, "Yeeeeeeow." Smack, "Yeeeeeeow." Smack, "Yeeeeeeow." Four more where delivered in quick order. At this point he didn't want either mother nor daughter trying to stop it. Not that they could, Susan was going to get this spanking, one way of another.

After the fifth smack on Susan's backside John rubbed her bottom all over. She had a very nice rump and he wanted to get as much pleasure out of this spanking as he could. His member was becoming harder with each swat on her bottom. He wished that he had her for his own. If only she couldn't be traced back to him. These two thieving bitches would be excellent as the first two in his harem. He could imagine himself fucking the two of them. Making the mother watch as he took her daughter for the first time.

Then spanking her for complaining about what he was doing to her daughter, maybe even having the daughter spank Jennifer or get another beating herself. But it couldn't be, he had to settle for these spankings.

John wondered if she were a virgin. No he thought at 17 and white trash at that, she was probably a powerhouse with the entire football team. She's just the kind that they would want.

As Jennifer heard her daughters cries she moaned herself, "Oh god, god why."

John looked over at her, "Why, because you're both a couple of thieving bitches, that's why. You where so callus that you thought you'd steal money from me. Well I'm also callous and have decided that the best medicine for you both is a spanking."

He stopped then to observe the young firm backside as it had turned from lily white to red in only 5 swats. As he observed her bottom his hand slipped between her legs. "Noooooo, oh noooooo, please stop." The mother probably thought she was begging him to stop spanking her and not to stop touching her between her legs. Before either woman could get an idea to what was going on he administered three more swats.

Smack, "Yeeeeeeow." Smack, "Yeeeeeeow." Smack, "Yeeeeeeow."

Susan could only cry at this point. Her vocal condition was null and void. She struggled to get free from John's iron grip. It didn't work off course, he has had too many woman over his knee for one as young as Susan to manage to free herself.

"Ahhhhh, Arhhhhh, Ohhh no, please stop." Susan cried over and over as John's strong right hand landed time and again on her backside. Her body jerked and bucked with each attack while her screams turned into low weeping of agonizing exhaustion. She had never been spanked like this in her life. She didn't think that she could take much more, and she couldn't react to the pain as it ripped into here tender bottom.

"Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

Smack, "Yeeeeeeow." Smack, "Yeeeeeeow."

As the final two blows came, Susan farted. After a few minutes John helped her to her feet and escorted her over to another corner. "You'll both stand in a corner until I tell you to leave."

He then went into the bedroom and rewound the VCR tape of the spankings. The two spankings where almost as good the second time around as they where the first time around. Once he was through watching the tape he rewound it again and went into the sitting room and fetched Jennifer Baderly to watch her spanking. He didn't show her the daughters spanking. Too much of him fingering her daughter for that.

As John again watched the video tape, with Jennifer this time, he began to get another hard-on. God was the spanking good. You could see Jennifer's ass getting tanned and you could also see her cleavage as one tit bounced out from the loose fitting blouse she was wearing. As John was behind Jennifer he reached down and rubbed his cock that was throbbing at that moment under his pants.

God was this woman good, even being overweight he wanted to fuck her bole legged. But he knew that she wouldn't allow him to do that and if he raped her she would most definitely go to the police. Embezzler or not.

Once the tape of her getting paddled was finished John rewound it. "Do you want to watch it again my dear."

She quickly spun around, "'I'm not your dear, I've paid for my little mistake, now can Susan and me leave."

John stepped out of her way and motioned for her to proceed. "Yes of course Mrs. Baderly, you are both complete free to leave. You always have been. I haven't forced you to stay."

As they walked into the next room where Susan was still standing in her corner John said, "Remember one think Mrs. Baderly, I consider this incident over, I hear anymore about it from any source, well that tape will start to make the rounds of certain clubs I own. The people of North Carolina and your community will get to see you and Susan getting those gorgeous asses of yours spanked."

Just how humiliating will that be for the two of you. Plus I have friends in the underworld who would be glad to take you out for a tenth of what you stole from me. As for that daughter of yours she could be sold into white slavery and be put through hell like this every day of her long and miserable life.

Jennifer didn't say a word to John during his whole speech, but when he got to the part about the white slavery she shuddered and shook her head no. "I can guarantee you that this is the last. I'd be humiliated if word of this ever got out."

John went over to the door and opened it. There stood the biggest man that Jennifer had ever seen. He was 6 foot 6, but he weighed over 300 pounds. John looked at him. "Hiram, everything is okay, You can go now." John took an envelop out of his back pocket and handed it too him. Here's the grand for your time. I'll call you in a few weeks to talk about the Mrs. Jackson troubles and how I want you to deal with that bitch. There wasn't any Mrs. Jackson but only John and Hiram knew that it was only a ploy to frighten Jennifer and frighten her it did.

Jennifer looked at Hiram and turned to Susan, "Susan lets go."

Susan turned and the two very sorry and sore women left, never to encounter John again, or so they hoped. As they walked down the hotel corridor they could hear Hiram walking behind them. Once on the elevator no one said a thing. Jennifer could hardly keep from pissing her panties right there. She was so scared of Hiram. At the ground floor the two women hurried off to their car. They sped off so fast that Jennifer eventually was pulled over by the state policeman and given a ticket. She didn't say a word to that police officer or anyone ever again about the meeting with John Hudson.

Jennifer and Susan where eventually able to put the whole nasty incident out of their minds. As for John he kept the tape of the spanking for his amusement.