Asking for a Spanking

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So Yesterday afternoon my mother Narelle left on a business trip for the next 5 weeks and I all I could think about was who could I get to spank my bare bottom over the next 5 weeks and so I immediately wrote a note to Clarissa and dropped it in her mailbox here is what I wrote on the note dear Ma'am my mother Narelle has gone on a 5 week long business trip and I feel as though I'm going to need my Bare bottom soundly Spanked during the next 5 weeks and I was wondering if you could please take my pants and underpants down and guide my bare bottom over your knee and Spank it soundly with the palm of your hand or with your ebony hairbrush please Ma'am and I put the note in an envelope and dropped it in her mailbox and just now I came home from work for lunch and I found her reply to my note dropped in our mailbox here is her response Hi Chris, Did you spank your son immediately after he made his choice? How did he take his spanking? Did you spank him over your lap and use your hand?

I've hesitated to join this thread because my situation was somewhat different than others who have written in this thread. I had a very unhappy mostly loveless early childhood with my mother and stepfather because he favored his two children and not the one he inherited. I ended up moving in with my father and stepmother -- who was pretty, warm and was the object of all my oedipal feelings. I also when I was growing up in the loveless part of my life noticed that the children whose mothers spanked them felt loved. So, I did things to get my stepmother to spank me so I, too, would feel loved and also get closer to the woman of my desires. Wasn't very successful though it got me birthday spankings until I moved out to go to college. The promised storm arrived on one fateful Spring day. Confidence had grown into over confidence. Self confidence into haughtiness. Pubic hairs had covered her soft pubescent bone, fingers had delved, conversations with friends on the delight of a fingered pussy had taken place. It was one such conversation that made her not even notice her form teacher walk into the classroom. She carried on talking to Barbara, instead of standing up with the rest, to say in a slightly singing way, “Good Morning Miss Weltwell.” Of course this led to an unexpected impromptu contest as other students 'volunteered' or were encouraged by each other as a sort of last chance to either sign it for the first time or add a tally to a name already there.john on Protected: A Naughty Little Witch…A Private Little Story for Club Members Only ~ featuring Suzette. When the class clown and worst behaved kid was called, the teacher gave him a "spirited and class clown" award and that he had 'earned' more tallies by his name on her paddle than any other student. As an added "bonus" he could put one more tally on her paddle and let it also be a "reminder" to behave over the summer and made a joke that his poor mother would need all the help she could get by such a reminder. (This kid really gave our poor teacher a hell of a hard time.) There was much cheering as he proudly agreed and by now had no fear of being paddled, agreed. She gave him two soft swats followed by two hard ones. He was completely unfazed and delighted to put a last tally next to the many already there by his name. She hugged him for being such a good sport. It took me awhile to get the courage, but I sent him a text one day and told him I needed to talk. He was at work, working late, but said he was alone. I went down there. We did a lot of chit chat until he finally tired of it and told me to spit it out, tell him what was wrong. I asked him to listen and not say a word, no matter what, until I was completely done. I told him all about my submissive lifestyle and about my relationship with my husband who had been his best friend since kindergarten. By the time I was done, he was speechless. He had no idea we had that kind of relationship or that I would let a man spank me. He was actually a little angry at first. I told him to calm down and listen to some more. I explained all about submission and spanking. How it made me feel and how it helped me.

Today my wife has taken over the responsabilities of spanking me and uses a solid wooden bathbrush to punish me with. As far as spanking fetishes go...I have one, but I might have had this inclination even if my parents had never spanked me. There was a time in my life when I believed my parents sexually abused me by spanking me-and I didn't have a great relationship with them during those years-but I realize now that they had no way of knowing how I felt and if they had they certainly would have disciplined me differently. Soon her bottom was a lovely red, spreading down to her upper thigh. Mummy remembered the sit spot and how it stung, so delivered ten right across the point where her voluptuous cheeks joined her thighs. How they bounced, sinking in, then springing up instantly, and how she wriggled trying to pull free of the pain. But Mummy held her firmly, a tight grip around her waist holding the hand that tried to protect her. This annoyed Mummy, she was in mid flow! We both had a full calendar last week and weekend and for a variety of other reasons, I have set the date for this Thursday, Feb 25th. Plenty of time for him to ponder his comeuppance! While he may “ask” for a woodshed whuppin’ by his actions and/or attitude, he has never verbally asked me for one. That is until just the other day, when he came up to me and earnestly asked if I could please find a time that worked for me, to take him to the woodshed.We have already been a bit off our “DD-game” with our youngest out of school and our middle child home for part of the summer. Now we have been way off. Mike even offered to skip our Maintenance Session last Sunday, but I asked that we keep it. We’ve never missed one and I didn’t want it to become a habit, plus I wanted the spanking that came with it. But it wasn’t enough. Karen took the note, her hand shaking slightly. She could feel the cheeks on her face flush. “No Mummy I do not have any homework tonight.” Mummy noticed, and the other W.I.Women noticed. Not only noticed, but mentioned it, in a subtle way. “Your Karen is making a fine young lady, she’ll certainly turns some heads one day!”