Asking for a Spanking

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Murmurs and a few stifled giggles ran around the room. Every girl knew what that meant. So too did the teachers. Re: I NEED FOR SPANKING How to ask mom for a spanking at age 16 -- Just Saying, 15:56:26 04/18/18 Wed I collected my magazine and sat (carefully) in the lounge with Val until my own mum joined us again. Val looked over and smiled at me once or twice, probably knowing my bum was stinging pretty good. I’m sure she had a lot of spanking experience, probably when her kids were a bit younger. Most women paddling a boy for the first time would have gone much easier to start with, but Val had the measure just right. Well, maybe she could have gone a little easier – I still had a mark on my behind three days later when we flew home. The journey to the end of the day was like some heroic trek in a fantasy novel. Long and arduous. The lunch time collection of the ‘death sentence’ sent a cold shiver to her tummy. The words left the slip and ran amok in her brain. There before her the words threatened her bottom.

When she went to catch the bus now, it was wiggle of a young woman. Even the man with the bowler hat who sat in the same seat every day started to smile, and greet her with a tipping of the hat. She had no idea that he began to see her differently, she just assumed it was cordial familiarity with a regular person he saw on the bus. Once I got into my early teens (12-13ish), my social life became a whole lot more important to me. Incidentally, my parents began to do a lot more grounding and a lot less spanking around that time. I think they knew that being grounded for a weekend would be much more impactful, at that point in my life, than getting a spanking. Your child had an enormous amount of courage to ask a difficult and embarrassing question. Your child had an enormous amount of courage to put their bottom on the line for pain and humiliation. It was definitely better getting spanked by my stepmom. My dad traveled a lot so not only would I still get spanked, I might have to wait and think about it for a few days.All of this at a time when our “goodies” have started to arrive. I am anxious to share what I bought, but that will have to be for another post. Actually, I am more anxious to USE what I bought, but there hasn’t been the right time or right mood to break out the new toys.

HUGE update (01/31/2018): Great news! Everything went great! I was able to talk to my friend about this, and he was 100% cool with it and is willing to help me! We had a little trial run spanking yesterday, and though it wasn't much, it did help a little! He's also trying to help me find some good coping methods to use when he's not around since we don't exactly live close to each other. And again, thank you all so much for your advice! After what seemed like an eternit my mother decided I had learned my lesson and put her hairbrush down. I was told to stand and was then led to the corner of my room by my mother and told to stand there with my nose against the walls until I stopped crying. I just returned from Blogher. This annual writing conference ,focusing on women's contribution to the web, took place in San Francisco. I had a blast. I adored the panels, networking and the free corporate swag, but the highlight of the trip was hanging out with the girls. Hearing that, I instinctively clapped my hands over my mouth to hold in a gasp, my entire face going beat red in no time flat. But...Surely I had to be hearing things, right? I mean, it couldn't actually be a-- Spanking F/M, Wife Led Marriage (WLM), Domestic Discipline (DD), Wife Spanks Husband, In Front of Others

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As she climbed the stairs thoughts of her own upbringing and the spankings she had received raced through her mind, what part of her naughty bottom had taught her the most? What words had her Mummy used to send the message home? What advice from her mentors, the W.I. and the Vicar helped her do what was needed? The memories spoke to her…”Spare the rod, spoil the child.”“It is for her own good.”“She will thank you one day.”

He had me lay face down on the bed and he said he wouldn’t tell me what he was using, but with the first strike I knew it was that leather paddle that I dislike – however, it still felt good. He probably did about 12 very firm ones and stopped. He stopped because I started to cry. Very odd. I haven’t cried over a spanking in a very long time. I do get teary eyed, but this was a full on cry. It felt good to just release all the built up emotions of the last five days. Mike asked if he should stop, but I asked him to continue as these were good tears, but I asked him if I could get over his knee and be spanked by hand. He agreed and gave me perhaps 20 or 25 by hand. At one point I even asked him to do it harder. I cried some more. It didn’t take him long to do that math. He knows that if I wait to spank him until AFTER this strap arrives, then that strap is going to part of his woodshed whuppin’! That strap isn’t even here yet and it is already causing him to worry. I love it! The door handle slipped in her sweaty palm, the door made a noise far too loud. Mummy sounded so joyous as she shouted, “Hello dear, had a good day? Come and give Mummy a hug, I need one today.” Wife Led Marriage (WLM), Domestic Discipline (DD), Wife Spanks Husband, Secretary Spanks Boss, In Front of Others It was over, but for a few moments I stayed bent over that table. It never occured to me to ask Val to stop and the truth is that although she swung a mean paddle (I suspect she’d had some practice over the years as a mom), I had also found the spanking exciting and perversely enjoyable. Val managed to hit just the right note – hard enough to really sting without being enough to have me bawling my eyes out.

I sort of asked for one and got it.

The fascination is strange. I had cousins who were spanked like that and I thought it was a lie because my parents never did that. How embarrassing!-I thought. I had been spanked over my pants but never bare; I couldn't even imagine it. My aunt was a bossy woman and ran that house so I could see her administering a spanking but I somehow thought that I was immune from her because I wasn't her kid. S-Sorry...I was just...." My eyes almost instantly wandered down to the belt still in her hand, causing me to hesitate and scoot away slightly. "Thi-inking about something..."

Edit (01/03/2018): Thanks to the lovely people here, I've got everything figured out on how to go about asking my friend. Thank you all so much, I'll update you on how things go when I get the chance to ask him! The feelings of guilt or curiosity you have now will not go away on their own. They most definitely will be gone if you get spanked The girls are grounded for the rest of today, and probably tomorrow. Meaning they can't have any friends over."

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Like many boys, I loved cars. Val’s husband had a classic Mustang and had promised me a ride in it when we got over there. I was very excited about this. They had managed to persuade Val to line them all up in the basement and give them a few swats. By all accounts, it had been a real laugh. Of course it was all for fun, but apparently some of the swats Val had given had one or two of the boys hopping about holding their paddled bums.