Julie  Part 2

Last week I had met Julie and she had spanked me.  I had met
Julie over the net and she also enjoyed spanking me.  After my
last spanking, she told me to bring a present for her and to be
at her house at seven o'clock.  Now it was six fifty-five, and I
was ringing the doorbell of her townhouse.  I had bought a dozen
red roses for her and I was anxious for Julie to open the door.

Soon the door opened and Julie said, "Good, Clyde.  You are right
on time, come on in."  Once I was inside she said, "I want you to
follow these specific directions when you come to visit me at my
house.  First, ring the doorbell quickly three times, that way I
will know it is you.  I will have the door unlocked five minutes
before you are to arrive.  Open the door and walk right in.  If
you have something for me, place it on the table."  Julie pointed
to a table near the door.

"Go ahead, you can put the roses on the table right now."  As I
put the roses on the table she started down the steps to the
downstairs.  "Please follow me."  Julie went over to a hutch that
was along one wall.  She opened the middle drawer and said, "This
is the drawer that I will store the implements that I will spank
you with.  Empty the drawer of anything that is in it and place
it on the coffee table."  She closed the drawer and said, "Then I
want you to take off all of your clothes, including your shoes
and socks, and place them in a pile near the empty corner.  Next,
I want you to stand in the corner, facing the corner, with your
hands at your sides.  Do you understand what I expect you to do?"

"I guess so, Julie."  I said.

"You better know, or your spanking will be more severe.  Also,
while you are in my house, call me ma'am.  Never call me Julie. 
Is that understood?

"Yes, JulieÉI mean ma'am."  I said.

"Good.  Let's go back upstairs, and you go back out the door. 
We'll start all over again."  Julie said.

Soon, I was standing outside of her door with the roses in my
hands.  I rang the doorbell three times, let myself in, put the
roses on the table, and went downstairs.  I opened the hutch
drawer and pulled out two paddles, a riding crop, and a cane. 
There was also a jar of cold cream that I put on the coffee
table.  It was interesting to see and hold the spanking
implements that would be used on me.  I undressed, and was soon
standing in the corner with my clothes in a pile next to me.

I heard footsteps coming down the stairs and heard Julie say,
"Clyde, it is good to see that you followed my orders."  She
stood next to me and patted my bottom and said, "You can't hardly
tell that I spanked you last week, but I can change that."

Julie went over sat down in a chair in the room and said, "You
can come over here and bend over my lap for your spanking.  I am
first going to warm you up with a hand spanking."  Soon I was
over her lap and she started to spank me.  "I'm so glad that we
got to meet each other.  I really do like to spank you."

After a few minutes of the hand spanking, Julie said, "Now I am
going to spank you with a paddle.  I think about twenty swats
should turn your bottom a nice pink color."  Then she started to
spank me with the paddle.  I stung a lot more than her hand, but
it was tolerable.

After the twenty swats, Julie said, "Now stand up and bend over
the end of the sofa with your legs spread apart."  I never liked
having to spread my legs because it totally exposed my penis and
balls.  I felt a tapping of the crop on the insides of my thighs
and Julie said, "I want them spread more than that."  So I
strained and spread my legs even further apart.  Then I felt the
crop hitting my penis and balls.  "I like it when a man is bent
over, has his legs spread and his penis and balls are hanging
down.  That way I can really tease him as I spank him.  Don't you
agree, Clyde."

"Yes, Julie."  SWAT.  "I mean yes, ma'am."

"That's better.  Now stay in position while I give you twenty
swats with this riding crop."  Julie would give me a few swats,
then tickle me with her hands or the crop on all parts of my
body.  I didn't know what to expect next, pain or pleasure.  It
was actually real exciting for me to be spanked this way.

After the twenty swats of the riding crop, Julie said, "Last time
you received three strokes of the cane, today you will receive
six strokes of the cane.  Be sure to stay in position and count
these out for me.  Be sure and say 'Thank you, ma'am', after each
stroke.  Do you understand, Clyde."

"Yes, ma'am."  I replied.  I didn't like to be spanked with the
cane.  It really hurt.  I felt the cane tapping my already sore
bottom; I heard the whistle, crack.  "One, thank you, ma'am."  It
felt like a hundred bees stinging me in a straight line.

Whistle, crack.  "Two, thank you, ma'am."

Whistle, crack.  "Three, thank you, ma'am."  Now my bottom really
burned, and I had three more strokes to go.

Whistle, crack.  "Four, thank you, ma'am."  I wanted to rub my
bottom, but I stayed in place.

Whistle, crack.  "Five, thank you, ma'am."

"You have only one left, be sure to stay in position."  Julie
said.

Whistle, crack.  This time I raised up and rubbed my poor bottom.
 "Please bend over, again.  You forgot to count the stroke."

I slowly bent over, whistle, and crack.  "Six, thank you, ma'am."

Then Julie went over and sat in the chair, again.  "Stand up, and
come over here and bend over my lap."  Once I was over her lap, I
felt a cool lotion on my poor burning bottom.  "This should help
you sit better.  And now I want you to take me out to eat at a
fine restaurant.  That way I will get to know you better.  But
before you get up and get dressed, and since you are in a
wonderful position for me, I will paddle you ten more times."

Julie paddled me ten more times but I didn't have to count them.
Then Julie allowed me to get up and get dressed, and then we went
out to a fine restaurant.  Although I had trouble sitting, we had
a good conversation and we talked about spanking and other stuff.
 Julie seems to be a very interesting woman.

I drove her home, and as she got out of my car she said, "I want
to see you at my house at five p.m. next week.  Be sure to be on
time and bring me another gift.  Bye."




