Monday, October 31, 2005

Spanking Ellie

My most recent playmate was a woman I met at a night club a couple of years ago. She had a boyfriend her own age (mid 20s) but liked the idea of an older man in her life. Her boyfriend wasn’t into going to night clubs and seem happy for me to be her escort. Ellie was a terrible tease when she'd had a few drinks and one night at a club she started dancing provocatively with strangers (as she always did, but this time more so). She already knew about my penchant - I'd playfully slapped her bottom a few times before and her response was to wiggle and giggle with delight. On the way home we joked about what an outrageous tease she had been. When I said "You're in big trouble, young lady!" there was a glint of excitement in her eye, then she said "You’re dying to spank me, aren’t you?" We both knew the answer.

As soon as we got back to my apartment I grabbed her, sat down and pulled her over my lap, hitched up her short skirt and spanked her. As I flipped up her short skirt she laughed and said she hoped she wouldn’t regret letting me do this. I told her I hoped she would. The spanking consisted of little more than firmly delivered pats, with lots of wiggling and giggling on her part. After a dozen or so smacks I asked her if she had learnt her lesson. She twisted and looked over my shoulder and said with a grin that she didn't know, so I gave her bottom one big SPANK that she really wasn't expecting. She cried "OW" and then "Fucking hell!" She looked a bit shy as she got to her feet and was very eager to pull her skirt back down. I think she was embarrassed by the last hard smack, though she later denied this. I know she was surprised by how aroused I was and how excited she felt. We had lots of fun that night! I told her I was going to spank her every time she was naughty. She said it was a “weird” idea but I could see she meant “weird” in a good way.

Spanking became a regular part of our friendship. The early spankings were light and playful - "fabricated" spanks rather than the real thing - but as our friendship developed the spankings got bolder. On one occasion I punished her severely enough to make her cry real tears. But in many ways the first experience was the most exciting, because she was the first woman I’d put over my knee in five years and also because it was the first time she’d ever been spanked.
Her boyfriend was happy enough for an older man to befriend his girlfriend. He hated nightclubs and so I became ellie's "dancing companion". She even told him that I'd occasionally "smack her bottom" when she got too troublesome. Apparently, he seemed to approve, but I'm not sure he knew the extent of the spankings.

The first bottom I ever smacked

My first “hands on” experience came at university. My friend Ruth was bit of a wild girl. She was always missing lectures and one day I quipped that she needed her bottom slapped. It was an off the cuff remark which I thought she’d laugh off, but instead she turned and stuck out her bum and said “Yes please.” Until then I never quite believed that there were women – real women – who wanted to be spanked. I gave her a couple of light spanks, and things sort of progressed from there. It was all very tame and jokey. I was too shy in those days to tan her bare backside the way she wanted me to. Oh the sweet naivety of youth! Since then I’ve had a few friends and girlfriends who were into being spanked, though I’m by no means a seasoned expert. It doesn’t consume my life, it’s just a penchant I enjoy indulging in.

Statement of intent

I am a freelance writer, single and based in Manchester. I've been fascinated by spanking for many years.

It's been mostly a private delight. I've smacked a few bottoms in my time – the first when I was at uni, the most recent a few months ago – and also enjoyed many dalliances online. I enjoy sharing fantasies and experiences, and this blog is intended to extent that pleasure.

My ideal spanking playmate is someone bright, lively and adventurous - a woman who knows what she wants and how to make sure she gets it. It has to be mutual fun, not real punishment or coercion. I favour using my hand, but a slipper or hairbrush can be fun too.

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