A SPANKING DATE
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I met Susan when she was doing a TV item
in a local BDSM club . The club was not quite my thing , but it was better
than nothing when the public spanking scene was dead . The looks on some of
the women's faces were worth the admission cost . They would stare , while
trying not to , a few were completely transfixed by the demonstrations , as
Sue was . TV crews always appear slightly ridiculous to me , the reporter is
well presented , wearing makeup etc , and the others have generally been
dressed by St Vincent's . Sue was tall at 6 feet and able to look me in the
eye without shoes . As they were packing up , I wondered at her spanking
orientation , if any . She dropped her clip board , which I returned ,
starting a conversation on my favourite topic with females . Her training
showed and she got more out of me than I her , but I could see the sparkle of
the spankophile in her eyes . She turned to go and I gave her a parting slap
on the rump , the sort Mother's give children when they tell them to run along
. My " Sorry , automatic reaction " speech was ready , but not
needed . " You do not know what you might get yourself into " , was
her reply , with a smile . I took the clip board and wrote Wolf and my number
. She looked at and said " appropriate name " , I replied "
short for Wolfgang , but then you already knew that " . " Touché
" left her lips as she disappeared down the stairs . As usual , the phone
did not ring afterwards .
Round two started with the station's
Annual charity fund raising show . It
was 11 PM before I was able to get on to her ( it had taken a dozen calls ,
there were some 20 people answering the phones ) . I offered $100 if she would
stand up and have the spunk next to her give her a smack on each cheek . One
of the cameras caught her has her face changed colour , so I upped the offer
to $250 . She asked if it was me and I confessed , smiling she quietly said
" not on air , ring me on Monday " and hung up before I could reply
. Monday came and I rang after several rehearsals . These were to no avail ,
the script went as she answered . She told me that I was lucky that no one had
guessed what the on air conversation was about and asked if I was serious
about the $250 . Replying that of course it was and was still on the table ,
she took the bait , at least to asking to what she had to do . " A little
spanking , off air of course " . I don't think she blushed this time ,
" you or me " . That I had not thought about , but I was so
committed that I led her on by saying that we could discuss it when we met ,
suggesting Wednesday afternoon . The sparring continued with her counter offer
of 3:30 Friday , I was to bring the " equipment " ( she did not want
to hurt her hand ! ) , pay the $250 to the station by Thursday and ring
her Friday at 10 . Oh God ! , another female control freak !
Round three involved negotiating a
meeting place , a motel across the road from the university where she was
lecturing . At 3:25 she rang for the room number and a few minutes later ,
there she was wearing an obviously fake wig and coat . The price of being
recognised . Orange juice was offered and accepted . She asked how I new that
she was interested in spanking . " It shows , it showed at our first
meeting at that club , thought I was on a pretty safe bet . " " Your
very confident , aren't you ? " " No , spanking is a passion , it
attracts like people . "
She went over to the "
equipment " bag and laid out the martinet , leather paddle , razor strop
, hairbrush and rather short cane on the bed . Picking up the hairbrush she walked
to the table and chairs in the corner of the room , moving and turning one of
the chairs to sit on . " Now young man , come over here , take your pants
down and take your spanking . " For a second , I was weak at the knees ,
but recovered saying " No , you're the one being spanked here . " In
your dreams , Darling . " " Not really , we would discuss that
here , remember ? " " We have , stop delaying , come across my lap ,
NOW ! " I must admit that it was a very attractive lap and offer ,
but I wasn't going to let the male side down .
A compromise was offered , a toss of a
coin . She looked at the implements and asked if I intended using all of them
and if she could use a safeword . I answered " yes " and the thought
crossed my mind about where she had heard of safewords . I flipped the coin
and it slid under the bed , I called " Heads " before bending over
to slide it back into view . Before I straightened up , two smarting
smacks were delivered , one on each cheek . " That was for you
taking a liberty with me at the Club " was followed by " Looks like
it is tails , that is your tail Wolf , over here now ! " .
OK , the psychological war was lost , for
the moment , so I went over to her , bared by backside and went across her lap
with as much decorum and self control as I could show . Of course , she took
her time in adjusting my clothes and position to her liking before the first
blow struck . Again it crossed my mind that she was not exactly a spanking
virgin . Well , within the next few minutes she had me yelling ,squirming and
kicking in between crossing and uncrossing my legs . I even started to have
the same mental negative after images that I had when my Mother spanked me .
Sue was strong enough to keep me in position throughout this encounter . After
my third " Oh God " , she replied that he was not going to help me
and delivered six extra heavy rapid fire smacks to make her point .
Breathlessly , I pleaded for a break and she finally relented saying that
" It is hard work spanking you Wolf " . I took a long time drinking
the next glass of orange juice , it took her comment about my family
jewels to remind me to pull my pants up .
She remarked how a woman's work was never
done as she had me bend over the bed for the razor strop . Two extra hard
blows were followed by " Who said you could keep your pants up ? "
Again there was a delay while she pushed my shirt up onto my back and had me
stick my bottom out to her satisfaction . She lingered to inspect the results
to date before continuing with renewed vigour . This time I lost it and was
moving from side to side to avoid the strop , this was a mistake as I just
ended up with marks on the sides of my bottom , not to mention the PAIN . She
chided me with " You are just a naughty boy , Wolf who can't take a
little spanking . " Well she was enjoying herself while I was breaking
into tears . I fell onto the bed , this delaying the onslaught for less than a
minute while she arranged me across the bottom of the bed with my hips raised
by two pillows . This new position allowed her to give even harder blows as I
screamed with pain . She followed the strop with a few dozen strokes of the
cane before discarding it as being too short to be effective ( even if I
didn't think so ) . Next came the paddle which she also thought was
ineffective . I yelled ( well blubbered was more accurate ) for another
glass of juice to recover .
" How do you feel now , Wolf ?
" she asked with another of her enigmatic smiles . All I could manage was
" sore " , " Well , I should hope so " , she replied . I
was beginning to ask myself when was this was going to end , physically I was
about to break , my eyes were red from tears , my voice failing from yelling
and I could only guess at the state of my now numb bottom . The answer was
" I think you have almost had enough Wolf , but I was getting into
spanking you OTK with your hairbrush , so lets finish that way . " This
was said like a Judge handing down a sentence . Again she took her time
arranging me on her knee as I again noted that she appeared to have some prior
experience in spanking . Mixing spanking and discussion , she explained that
she had been in what she called a " discipline " relationship with
her last boyfriend . This had ended two weeks before when she had found him in
bed with one of his workmates . She had " Beaten the ass off the bastard
. " before throwing him out . It seems that I had taken his position over
her knee as she started to hit much harder , taking no account of my
struggling and pleas for Mercy . At last , she ran out of breath and I lay
there , limp and too exhausted to get up . She then realised that she had gone
a little too far with me , to say the least . She had me get back on the bed
for treatment with an icepack made from ice wrapped in a towel . " Sorry
, I got carried away thinking about that bastard " " will you be
alright ? " she asked . Well , I like a little bum massage as much as the
next man , but I was also thinking of revenge as it had just cost me $250 to
not be able to sit down for I did not know how long , not to mention how to
keep my marked seat from my girlfriend . Keeping my cool , I said "
That's nice , keep going , you really let me have it didn't you . Is the skin
broken ? " " Well , I have seen worse , but you will survive , sorry
" " Is that all the sympathy I can get " " Alright , I am
very sorry that I spanked you so hard because I was upset at that mongrel
bastard , is that enough ? " Then I made the mistake of suggesting that
she could kiss it better . Well , she pulled me off the bed , over to the
chair and over her knee . There was no adjustment this time she went straight
into giving me the hand spanking of my life . I could swear that she was using
something , but it was only her hand . I was lectured about being a smartie
and not knowing when to quit with her . A raw nerve had been struck with her
to match the increasing rawness of my punished rear end , which she was taking
great delight in causing . She had a point , so I again went limp over her
knee and let her expend her anger . This time she ended by pushing me onto the
floor with the words " Let that be a lesson to you , Wolf , you better
learn to show some respect to me . " " Yes Maam " " Was
that another wise crack ? " " NO , NO NO , it just came out "
" Alright , get back on the bed and I'll get some fresh ice . "
Repairs took some time , but at least I
could walk as opposed to waddle as I had done to get to the bed . I was not
looking forward to driving home . We finished the juice off and decided to
meet again , same time and place and I was TOLD to bring a better cane . Again
the issue of who was to spank who was up in the air , but I thought that Natural
Justice would dictate that Sue would be on the receiving end . I resolved to
be gentle with her , like hell I did .
Round three A started with my drive
home , a tortuous affair , as I tried to avoid holes and speed bumps .
I had sort of forgotten to tell Sinead about my
meeting with Sue and was working on a plan to hide the evidence . Sinead
rang to say she was having drinks at work , which let me off the hook for a
couple of hours . That was the good news , the bad news confronted me when I
looked in the bathroom mirror . What a mess ! Firstly there was the swelling
, two bright red melons which were crisscrossed with too many lines to count
. The second matter was that of not being able to sit for any length of time
. The bones in my hips and thighs were hurting as were the sockets of
flesh around the hip sockets , in fact all of the flesh of that region was
aching . I put up with the temporary pain of a bath in a vain attempt to
reduce the swelling and the pain . Next were drugs , pain relievers ,
" Forte " something or other plus assorted spirits . The net
result of this was that my bum was throbbing harder . Around eight , Sinead
came in , I was pretending to watch a DVD , at least I knew the story line
so I could cover what I was really thinking about .
She sensed that something was
not quite right , but did not say anything . Then it came to me , A sore
ankle ! That was it , it explained a lack of mobility etc and at last some
sympathy ! Well , this ruse worked through dinner and got me into bed .
Sinead climbed in but was still very much awake as I pretended to nod off .
Again , this was the day for great plans to come unstuck as she eventually
turned the light off , gave me a kiss and a pat on the bottom ! Well
, on came the light and down came my pyjamas . " Do you have something
to tell me ? " she asked with the inflection of a knowledgeable mother
speaking to a child . Confession may be good for the soul , but not
necessarily the bottom . Sinead had received a few spankings since we had
been together and I rather think was waiting to give one to me . This took
the form of Sinead sitting on my back while asking questions such as who had
done it , why I had let a strange lady smack my bum and all the other
charged questions only a female can think of . If I was slow to answer or
the answer was not to her liking , I got it . I was soon a blubbing wreck
again . At least I escaped the spare room treatment , but not the odd smack
" to remind me " over the weekend . But worse came on Monday when
Sinead rang Sue , compared notes and worked out a PUNISHMENT PLAN for me .
I resolved not to be beaten by
two women , well alright I just had been , but this was the opening of Round
Four with Sue , who by now had much to answer for , in my eyes . My plan was
first to commit a minor Federal offence by grinding down the faces on
two 50C coins and super gluing them together .
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