This short story is an entry in the 2001 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments
Category: Adult
All You Had to Do Was Ask
By
For years John tried to ignore his secret spanking fetish. For one thing, he thought he was the only one in the world who had a deep desire to be put over a women's knee and spanked like a child.
It wasn't until he linked up to the internet that he discovered he wasn't alone.
Still, that didn't make it any easier for John to understand why the thought of being spanked by a female was such a turn on.
As a child John hated the thought of a spanking, and as a product of the late 1960s and early 70s he had many memories to go by.
Although not abusive by standards of the time, John's mom was a firm believer that spanking was the best way to solve misguided behavior.
So several times a month John's bare bottom was turned a bright red. John's mom even gave babysitters and John's older half sister permission to spank when deemed necessary.
All and all, John was the last person who should be turned on by spanking. So for years, John hid his fantasy from his wife.
When she found out, John's life or should we say bottom would never be the same.
"John wake up now," said Jill, his wife of almost 10 years.
John was still in a deep slumber. He could tell by the dim light filtering through the window blinds that it was still early in the morning.
"Damn, Jill, it's Saturday and I want to sleep."
"Too bad," she said.
With that she gave the covers a pull and rolled her sleepy husband out of bed. John hit the floor with a loud thud.
"Jill just because you don't want to sleep late on Saturday doesn't mean I shouldn't." he said.
Jill had already been up for two hours, worked out on the treadmill and answered e-mails to her friends from her days in college.
Although John knew he was in the doghouse for some reason, he couldn't take his eyes off his wife. Still in her workout attire, with beads of perspiration still trickling down from her face, he thought she was the sexist thing he had ever seen.
"John you know, it's amazing what one discovers when they get on the computer," she said. "How long gave you been into spanking?"
"What?"
"You heard me."
John seemed frozen. He felt his stomach get tight. It was feeling of both fear and excitement. A little like the first few times he had sex with his teenage girl friend after a high school football game when years ago. "Well John all you had to do was ask," she said.
Jill then drew back and hit his jockey-short covered butt.
John wasn't sure what to do, so he really did nothing to stop his wife's taking control of the situation.
Jill pulled him up and quickly bared his bottom and gave it five quick slaps. She then moved John to the corner.
"All right young man, I am going to go take a shower. You are not to move from that corner. When I get done, you and I have some unfinished business," she said.
John lost track of time, but when Jill finally came back in the room there was no question what was going to happen.
In her hand was a great big hairbrush, kind of like the one his mother used on him.
Jill led her bigger and stronger husband out of the corner and over to the bed. As if she had been spanking him for years, she easily pulled him over her knee.
"Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack ."Wack.
"Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."Wack."
When was over, he was led back to corner for 30 more minutes.
Finally he was allowed to dress and get on with the day.
However, John noticed Jill had a smile on her face every time she looked at her husband that day.
During a romantic dinner that night, the subject of spanking came up again.
"Jill were you really mad at me when you spanked me today?" he asked.
Jill just smiled.
Spanking however, became a regular part of their route.
John was usually on the receiving end of the hairbrush, but there were times when he got to return the favor.
To this day, John hasn't figured out if his wife spanks him because she's is mad or turned on.
For John it doesn't really matter, but it's probably a little bit off both.
The End
© Copyright Summer, 2001
Reviews
Alex Birch <alexbirch(at)blueyonder(dot)co(dot)uk>
I have not heard of this writer before so I would imagine this is maybe a first attempt and as such is worthy of some encouragement. John's tale of his hidden desires must strike a chord in so many people on SSS. The style is a little bitty with rather too many short sentences which does not really allow the story to flow but I'm sure that can be ironed out with a little experience.
Molly B <mollyb(at)newsguy(dot)com>
Looks like John's secret is out and he is in big trouble, but he probably won't mind at all. I bet readers won't mind either.