Spanking Shorts: Bare Red Cheeks!

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The visits were wonderful experiences on the whole, often for two to three weeks at a time, and they were paid for through the books of my father’s business, nominally as a kind of apprenticeship, though I never actually went into the business.

The evening seemed secretive and subversive, in an exciting way, and I asked several people if they thought that spanking might be the next thing out of the closet. These stories show disciplinary actions, some written from afather's perspective. When I posted this writing on alt.sex.spanking,one reader bristled, assuming (incorrectly) that an actual father wasdescribing actual actions carried out. This is fantasy. There must have been over 30 people present, family and friends. Charlotte pretended to resist, but in the end she quite happily and provocatively laid herself over Leanne’s knee, and there were lots of cat-calls, whoops and whistles. I’d never seen anything like this in my life before – a pretty 20-year-old girl virtually volunteering to be spanked in public. Rather out of keeping with the cold weather outside, Charlotte wore skin-tight white leggings. It almost seemed as if she had deliberately chosen to wear something saucy to get spanked in.So I took it home and sure enough, the main part of the branch when up right at/around 24” before it broke off in different directions. I cut through the plastic and wire that ran down the middle of it. And then cut off the smaller branches that were jetting out of the sides of the main branch. When I cut the smaller branches, it exposed some smaller wire that was used to support the smaller branches. These ends of the wire were sharp because they were just cut. I had to use some needle nose pliers, and after a bit of a struggle, was finally able to get them out. Then I used a razor to smooth out any sharp plastic pieces. I still wanted the branch to have the branch look and feel, with the variances and nubs that a branch has, but wanted to trim off any unusually large or sharp ones. After spending a while on cleaning that up, I had an evil looking branch that still had the characteristics of an actual branch. And a switch that would certainly be capable of giving a good ol’ fashion spanking. There was more patting and squeezing of my bottom cheeks, like they were kneading bread, and lots of cat-calls, mostly from the women. Charlotte, by contrast, had got a lot of male attention. So Tasha over lap, bare in the air, in turn squeezing Penny’s cheeks. She then announced in a while, as all is fair and all is fine with Penny the same touching and patting the target fair, transfixed and with a far away look. Then came the realisastion and the announcement: “Time to swap places, o chum of mine. In three words, it’s my turn! So over my lap you go.” And so it was, and so she did. Give and receive. Jennifer caught me, of course. I'd driven 300 miles to go to a small spanking party in Washington, DC. It was at someone's house, and it was two days of awesome. At one point, I was in a hot tub with a woman who acted in spanking films and the female host, a retired police lieutenant. But as exciting as that was, I wanted to experience spanking with someone I loved. I didn't want to have spanking on the side; I wanted it front and center. Once it hits, however, the strapper lands with a delightful sting that causes my eyes to well up. By the third blow, tears are streaming down my face. Without missing a beat, Dr. Don spreads my butt cheeks and begins rapidly slapping my asshole with a small plastic kitchen spoon which, as promised, sends a euphoric pulse of energy up through my balls. All at once I realize how one might become addicted to spank therapy.

Then I went home. I didn't tell my parents. I have never done it. What could they do about it ? They certainly couldn't have erased from anyone's brain the sight of my bottoms. I acted as if nothing happened, but inside I was literally broken. I barely slept that night. I was hoping that everybody would have forgotten my punishment the next day. How wrong was I. This type of relationship works with same sex couples. We are both females. I put my girlfriend over my knee when she gets out of line. My girlfriend is a big girl (5’11”) and I’m quite small (4’10”), but I insist on putting her over my knee as it adds to the humiliation. And, don’t let my petite size fool you. I give tough spankings that will change undesirable behaviors.

She's required to keep her crotch bare - completely without hair -and I find this makes the area more tender and hence makes the beltvery effective. But Dr. Don says what his clients are really craving is attention. “They want someone to notice them, to give up control and be a kid again.” Over the next several months she spanked my regularly. The spankings were something I tried to avoid as they invariably left marks and made it uncomfortable to sit for a day or two. And what a sight met their eyes. Vicar sat, trousers at knees, his own bare cheeks upon the chair wood (Tasha nodded in approval). Across his lap lay a bottom bare of sizable girth, and rounded cheek being turned white to pink with vigour and vim. In short he was giving it what for with a good deal of welly thrown in. But who was the owner of those bare acres? She could be heard, but face not seen.

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Power play: People may find it sexually arousing to play with power roles, such as becoming dominant or submissive. Others may also find it freeing to release responsibility and power in a controlled environment. Well Vicar look startled but in the face of matronly will, he complied. It was indeed quite a scene. Mrs F pushed herself off the spanking lap, bottom bare red-pink all over – majestic and regal, plump and broad, Tasha thought, with possibly the deepest cleft she had ever in her young life seen. In that moment a plan was formed that before she left for Norland-land, she would pay a visit to that lap, if she could possibly afford. Tasha felt the juices flowing, and had to restrain from bursting in on that scene, crying “please, please, spank me!”

We'd never be perfect together unless I looked into her eyes and told this innocent woman I had a spanking fetish

Here are four short custom clips that Sarah Gregory & I made during a double session for a private client. His first request was that we both wear stripes. Except in special cases. She’d even tried to have the class of spank re-formed. So girls could learn technique, if called. https://journalofpositivesexuality.org/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/Parallels-Between-BDSM-and-Extreme-Ritual-Sagarin-Lee-Klement.pdf I was relieved that Charlotte had kept her leggings on, scant protection though they were, but as if she read my mind, Peggy added: “Pants down birthday spankings for the boys always, but not the girls. That wouldn’t be proper.”