A Halloween Spank Story By OTKFME@comcast.net


This happened when I was a senior in high school.  I must have
been held back a grade when I was younger because I turned 18 at
the beginning of the school year.  I didn't have to stay in
school, but I was told that I should.  This made me very
rebellious.  I just wanted to do the least possible to graduate.

Anyway, when Halloween came around, I thought I would cause a lot
of mischief.  I hid behind trees, and if I saw kids without their
parents, I would take their candy from them.  As it grew darker
outside, I set off firecrackers and smashed pumpkins.  I was
having a jolly old time.  Then I picked a house at random, and
threw toilet paper all over the trees.

I was standing in front of the neighbor's house admiring my work,
when I felt someone grip my arm.  I turned around and a big woman
was holding me tightly so I couldn't move.  "You're coming with
me," she said.  I was dragged into her living room and forced to
sit on a chair.  She stood in front of me so that I was unable to
move out of the chair.

"I've been watching you all evening.  I saw you take kids candy,
break pumpkins, set off firecrackers, and T P my neighbors yard.
How old are you?"

"Eighteen," I said.

"You're legally an adult, now.  If I call the police on you, you
could spend time in jail."

"I'm sorry!  I must have gotten carried away with myself.  Please
don't call the police on me!"

"I'll give you an alternative.  Either take a spanking from me,
and everything that goes along with it, or I'll call the police."

I thought a spanking from her would he hit over my jeans with a
paddle, so I said, "I'll take your spanking."

"Good choice," She said.  "If you don't like your punishment and
spanking, I'll stop at any point, but then I will call the
police."

"Okay."

"You will not say a word unless you are spoken to or I tell you
to talk."

"Okay."

"You will do exactly what I tell you to do, without complaint."

"Okay."

"And you will call me Mistress."

"Okay."

"From now on, you should say "Yes, Mistress' or 'No, Mistress."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Very good!  Now what is your first name?"

"Joe."

"Joe, I want you to take off your shirt, shoes and socks."

"Yes. Mistress."  I thought this was strange, but I did as I was
told.

Then she came out with something from the kitchen.  "These are
wrist cuffs.  After I have them on your wrists, please turn
around so that I can secure your arms behind you."

Now I had wrist cuffs on and my arms were secured behind me. 
"Let's go downstairs where your spanking will take place."  Once
we got downstairs, she opened a room that had whips and paddles,
a wooden horse, and a wooden X on the wall.  This would be more
than a simple spanking, I said to myself.  "If this is too much
for you, you can back out now and I will call the police."

"I'll still go ahead with it."

She sat on the only chair in the room and said, "Now I want you
to stand in front of me and not say a word."  Then she proceeded
to unbuckle my belt, unbutton my jeans, and unzip my zipper.  I
was helpless, because my hands were secured behind my back.

"What are you doing?"  I asked.

"I told you not to talk.  If you say anything else, your spanking
will be more severe.  You need to be completely naked for my
spankings."  Then she put her fingertips in my briefs.  And soon
they were also around my ankles.  I felt so embarrassed.  Only
the boys in gym class had seen my naked like this, and my mother.
 "Step out of them, now."

She looked me over and said, "Let's go over to the wooden X for
the first part of your spanking.  Stand with your nose almost
touching the wooden X."  Then I felt her undo my wrists in back
of me, and immediately secured them spread apart above my head. 
Next she attached anklets to my ankles, and secured my legs
together.

"I am going to start you out using the flogger on you.  It
contains many fingers of leather.  They will turn your skin pink
and they will sting a lot.  Are you ready for m to begin."

There was nothing else to say but, "Yes, Mistress."  She started
up near my neck and worked her way down my whole body.  Everytime
time the flogger hit me, it felt like a hundred little pins had
been stuck into my skin.  She also had it wrap around the sides
of my body.  It made my entire skin tingle.

She quit flogging me and I felt her down by my feet.  "Spread
those legs."  She commanded.  I spread them apart and she still
said, "Spread them even further than that."  I spread my legs as
far as I could.  Then I felt her attach each leg to the ends of
the wooden X.  I felt completely vulnerable.   My cock and balls
were now completely exposed and hanging down.

"Now I will be able to get to your inner thighs and other
sensitive places."  Then she started to flog me some more.  I
wanted to get away from the flogger, but I was secured in place.
It really shocked me when she flogged me between my legs.

"You look pink all over, now.  I am going to switch to a paddle
and concentrate on your butt."  Then I felt the sting of the
paddle on my bottom.  She spanked me first on one cheek and then
the other.  I felt my butt getting real warm.

After spanking me for about ten minutes with the paddle, she
said, "Now I am going to use the riding crop on you."  Where the
paddle seemed to sting me in a wide area, the crop was painful in
a straight line.  She was also able to cover small areas where
the paddle hadn't reached.  Then she flicked it a few times
between my legs.  It really stung my cock and balls and I wiggled
about.  "I just wanted to make sure you weren't falling asleep on
me."  My bottom was now feeling very warm and tender.

"I am now going to release you and put you over the wooden
horse."  I felt her release one foot then the other and she said,
"You can put your legs together, now."  It felt so good having my
legs together, but now I was aware of how tender my inner thighs
had become.

She unhooked my hands above my head and then she lead me over to
the wooden horse.  "Please bend over it so that your hands and
feet are touching the floor."  First she attached my arms to each
of the legs in the front.  Then she grabbed one of my legs at a
time, and spread and secured them to each leg of the horse.  In
this position, I could look between my legs and see her.

"Now I am going to give you six strokes of the cane.  Have you
ever been caned before?"

"No, Mistress."

"Well, it can be quite painful.  I want you to count each stroke
out loud, and also say 'Thank you, Mistress'.  Do you
understand?"

"Yes, Mistress."

I felt a tapping on my butt, heard a whistle, and then it felt
like a hundred bees had stung my butt in a straight line.  I
tried to stand up to rub my butt, but I was held in place by the
horse.  I yelled out, "Ouch!  That really hurt."

"Yes were suppose to say, 'One.  Thank you, Mistress.'  But since
you didn't, that stroke will be repeated again.  So this will be
stroke number one, again.  Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress."

I felt a tapping again, heard the whistle, then the pain again. 
This time I said, "One, Thank you, Mistress."

"Hopefully, after your spanking, you will never behave like you
did tonight, ever again."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Here comes number two."

I felt the intense pain, again and said, "Two, Thank you,
Mistress."

"Tomorrow, after school, I also want you to apologize to my
neighbor, and help him clean up the mess."

"Yes, Mistress."

Then I felt the next stroke of the cane.  "Ouch, that hurts. 
Three, Thank you, Mistress."

"And if I ever catch you making trouble in this neighborhood
again, you can expect another spanking like this one.  Is that
understood?"

I felt the next stroke on my tender butt.  "Yes, Mistress.  Four.
Thank you, Mistress."

"Will you stay out of trouble?"

I felt the next stroke on my tender butt.  "Yes, Mistress.  Five.
Thank you, Mistress."

"This will be your last stoke, unless you forget to count it
out."

I felt a tapping.  Heard the whistle sound, then the pain.  "Six.
 Thank you, Mistress."

"Let me put some lotion on your poor butt."  She said.  Then I
felt her soothing hands on my butt, rubbing in the lotion.  "You
have seven parallel welts on your bottom.  It will probably be
somewhat painful to sit down for a couple of days."  She released
me from the horse, took off my anklets and wristlets, and said,
"You can get dressed now."

It was painful putting on my briefs and jeans.  We went upstairs
and I finished getting dressed.  The spanking was quite painful
and more than I had expected, but it was better than going to
jail.  As I was going out her front door, she patted me on my
tender butt and said, "Remember to apologize to my neighbor, and
help him clean up the mess.

"Yes, Mistress."  I replied.

My behavior drastically improved after that weekend.  I will
never forget that Halloween.








