How I became a Spanko. R/L F/M

By otkfme@comcast.net

All the usual disclaimers apply.  This is my real life story
about spanking.

How I became a Spanko!

First let me tell you about my background before I get into the
incident that really changed my life.  Growing up, I was spanked
at home and school.  My dad was a traveling salesman, so my mom
spanked me during the week, and on weekends I got a really hard
spanking from my dad.  At school, each teacher had a large wooden
paddle hanging from her desk, which was used on students both
during and after school.  If you were naughty during class, you
had to bend over her desk and get paddled in front of the class.
I the teacher had you stay after school, you had to bend over the
desk and you were paddled with your pants down and sometimes even
on your bare butt.  If you were sent to the principal's office,
you got an even more severe spanking, and the whole school would
hear it.  Also, if I were spanked at school, I would receive
another spanking at home by my mother or dad.  And yes, I did get
spanked at school.

I was spanked through junior high, but was not spanked in High
School.  But when I was in High School, I found my dad's hiding
place for his pornographic books and magazines. He had a lot of
small paperback books that had spanking stories in them.  Most of
them were about women being spanked, but some also involved men
being spanked by women.  I actually read most of his books during
both high school and college.  During my college days, I worked a
part time job and went to college close to my home.  So I was
able to keep reading my dad's spanking literature without him
knowing about it.

In both high school and college, I was quite busy and was sort of
a nerd, and I dated but the topic of spanking never came up. 
Once I finished college, I had a full time job and moved out of
my parent's house.  Then I was able to go to the adult bookstore
myself and get my own spanking books and magazines.  I soon
discovered that it was probably easier for me to be spanked by a
woman than to find a woman who wanted to be spanked.  I got a
bunch of magazines that had ads from dominant women in my area
and I wrote to them.  Many of them just wanted me to buy their
used panties or their pictures, but I did finally come across a
woman who was into spanking men.  After writing her a few times,
we talked on the phone and set up a time where I would drive to
her house and be spanked. There would be a fee involved, and she
was a married woman, so I would only be spanked.

For this story, I will call her Sally.  She lived in a large
white house in the suburbs, and I arrived at her house at the
appointed time on a Saturday afternoon.  She was about ten years
older than I was, and Sally led me into her living room so that
we could talk.  I gave her the fee she wanted, and she told me
about her rules during the session.  I also allowed her husband
to be there during the session, and he took Polaroid pictures of
my spanking, some of which I kept.  She had some spanking
magazines on a table and she said for me to read them while she
prepared the room and herself to spank me.  After about five
minutes, her husband finally lead me down the hall to their
"playroom".  Inside the room were various spanking implements and
furniture.  Sally was also now dressed in a short leather mini
skirt and a leather halter-top.  She also had leather boots on.

"To start with, talk off all of your clothes and put them over
there."  Sally said while she pointed to a corner in the room.  I
hadn't been with very many women up into this point, so I was a
little reluctant to strip before a woman who I had just met. 
Soon I was completely naked before her.  "Put your hands above
your head so that I can examine your body."  Sally asked me
questions about the scar on my body from an appendix operation
that had in college and other things.  She felt my butt and had
me turn and face her again.

"Spread your legs a bit and keep your hands on your head so that
I can prepare you for your spanking."  She reached into a nearby
drawer and pulled out a wide shoelace.  Then she proceeded to
tightly wrap it around the base of my penis and balls.  Now this
really made me have an erection and it made me have a funny
feeling.

"Now you are all set to be spanked.  That should make you more
aware that you are totally naked."  Sally led me to the end of a
black wooden spanking bench, and had me knell at the end of it. 
"Bend over the bench while I secure you to it."  I was now very
aware that my bare butt was sticking up in the air, and she put
on wristlets on me, and secured my arms to the sides of the
bench. This made it so that my back was fully stretched over the
bench.

"Spread your knees apart."  Now I became very aware that my penis
and balls were fully exposed and hanging down between my legs. 
Then to my surprise, Sally took a rope and secured my knees to
the legs of the spanking bench so that I had to keep my knees
spread far apart.

"This is what I am going to spank you with."  Next, Sally placed
paddles and various spanking implements on the floor where I
could see them.  Then my spanking started.  She first spanked me
lightly with a small paddle and then spanked me harder and harder
with other things.  She would also alternate between pain and
pleasure.  That is, she would tickle me with a feather or the
riding crop in between spanking me.  Sally would also tickle and
fondle my penis and balls while I was being spanked.  It really
gave me a strange sensation because I was being sexually excited
while being spanked.

I was able to be spanked about an hour on my first time, and
Sally called me her "Spanking Slave" from then on because I could
endure such a long spanking. I always need a pillow in my car
after a spanking from her.  All the time I was being spanked, her
husband took pictures of me.

"Let me reward you for taking the spanking so well," Sally said.
So while I was still secured to the spanking bench, she took out
a condom and put it on my penis.  Then to my surprise, she
started stroking my penis up and down until I finally came.  It
felt so good.  Then she untied the shoelace that was around my
penis and I relaxed.

Slowly, she untied my knees, and released me from the spanking
bench.  There was a mirror in the room, and I could see that my
butt was bright red.  "You can go into the bathroom and clean up,
and then come back here for your clothes."  I was allowed to
shower and then I went back into the playroom.  She asked me how
I liked my spanking, and I told her I enjoyed it.  After seeing
the photos, I was given some of them for me, and then I drove
back home.

Since then, many women have spanked me and I have also spanked
some women. Sally eventually got a divorce and we became good
friends.  I also have ad many spankings with her and her female
friends.

Clyde

OTK-F/M-E  "A man's place is over the knee of a woman, for a bare
bottomed spanking."



