Yesterday something happened to me that I never expected. You all
know how from this year onwards I’ve been mentored, given love some good
guidance about handling situations and myself and how I am held to
account from now on and am spanked to help my behaviour and attitudes
so I not before time act more maturely and that is the odd relapse apart
working so well in turning me around.
Well I was staying with a friend and when we got talking I mentioned
about this and how I found it so helpful and it happened this person
does spank other people who are happy with it.
I asked them if they’d be prepared to discipline spank me when they
felt I was in need of it as one of my problems is trying to deal with me
by rapid scolding with lots of words just doesn’t work for me and I
sometimes I really get things wrong when I’m with them.
Much to my surprise they agreed to and knowing me in my little side
seldom in anything other than my schoolgirl uniform for a good period of
time, I trust them. Well, having had breakfast something happened or
rather it didn’t as one of things is I’m meant to help out when I’m
with them and I didn’t get started helping with washing up
After making a start on helping with a stern prompt, I was called
back by them who was sat on an open armed chair, standing to the side of
them as I was to put my arms around them at which point I was told to
bend over their knee as they showed me the wooden paddle.
Having been helped in position, I feel the hand on my back as my
skirt is lifted,and their hands gently warming up my bottom as I’m
laying there unable to do anything as my knickers are adjusted to
expose my now bared bottom.
Without warning I feel the first stroke land, I scream, squirm and
sob as with every stroke I feel the force of the paddle coming down. I
do the spanky dance without realizing it, legs dancing off the floor but
I am reduced to the powerlessness of a child having to take her
spanking and the ever hotter feel of my bottom burning as it turns a
deep shade of red but it never stops until she’s done with me.
Eventually and equally without prior notice it stops and I am told to
stand up where with no thought, I just put my arms around them thanking
them for spanking me and agreeing my bottom needed it while I feel at
that moment just like a real child punished by an aunt.
A new bond is formed between ‘child’ and grown up friend as
immediately afterward we just get back to everything cos I’ve been
forgiven, this is the past but I know it’ll happen again if I mess up.
Everything just felt natural, unforced coming into place and really
this was one of the best experiences when it comes to disciplining me
in a way that is effective without confusing me.
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