I have been in search of a spanking for years. Tried to brat my way into one with my husband but only got the confused "what the hell is wrong with you today look..." of the confirmed vanilla! Years later (when husband had moved on) I did gather up my courage and ask my bf to spank me. There were some raised eyebrows but he did attempt it, but was truly not into it and told me so. I could get him to give me a spank or six but it was always............."Is that enough?" I knew from chats and posts and stories (and how frustrated I was feeling) that it certainly was NOT enough!
So, I moved to the spanking sites, where with some caution I contacted a spanker who was interested. I thought that we had laid the preliminary groundwork with emails and phone conversations but the wires got crossed and the spanking happened but it was too hard and too fast and no warmup! I was left a mass of bruises, and wondering .....What the hell?
But this weekend, I played for the first time with the loveliest man. We had met before, had talked about what I wanted and what had gone wrong with the previous spanker. I was incredibly nervous, here I am, mid-50's, not exactly model thin (okay rubenesque is closer to actual fact) driving 100 miles to get spanked? What was I thinking??
Made the trip and only got lost once that put me 30 minutes behind my expected arrival time. There was some stilted conversation and awkward silences until he realized how nervous I was and spent 30 minutes laying beside me and rubbing my back and bottom and talking with me. The touching helped calm me down, I sensed that there was nothing to worry about. He took me over his knee and rubbed and give me little slaps on my bottom until I was squirming and asking for more! My pants came down about then and he tells me he loves the way I look! Glory be! The slaps became spanks and the intensity grew until I was ouching and yipping, then he would rub the sting away and then start over! He kept the intensity where I could handle it and was even able to use a hairbrush and a belt..............mmmmm leather............... (somehow the hairbrush got "lost" after that spanking and we didn't find it until I was ready to leave, somehow it had ended up in my suitcase, under some clothes). I have always know how turned on spanking makes me but the feelings here were just incredible! I hadn't made up my mind before hand if sex was going to be part of this, but at that moment there was absolutely no doubt!
We managed to get out of bed long enough to make pizza (we were too late for the dinner reservation) and then I got another lovely spanking that shook me emotionally! He was gentle (and not so gentle!) in all the right ways..... left me to sleep in the guest room to process all I was going through. (His bed is a single one) The next morning I was reviewing my 1960's conscience and decided that you only go through life once and that feeling this way can't be wrong or immoral or anything but good! So, it was me sneaking into his bed at 8 am and waking him the best way I could think of! That led to more spanking and cuddling that made me kick myself for waiting ALL THIS TIME! I even got a "punishment" spanking with his belt for being so late that he was about to call my cell to see what happened. Even that was within my limits although just! He took some lovely pics of me after that spanking! I have some marks and bruises and sitting today isn't all that comfortable but I could not be happier! So looking forward to the next time!
I knew it could be like that................
