Denise came to visit in 2005. We had never met in person before but I knew everything about her. We met on line years earlier on a message board dedicated to adult spanking. We exchanged e-mails and talked for hours on instant messenger. It was an innocent flirtation. We were both married, she was in Florida, I lived in New York. We didn't think we would ever meet.
She was a shameless flirt. She said she loved to be spanked and she wanted me to describe what it would be like if we met. Would I be strict with her? Would I put her over my knee like a child? She could just imagine the shame and embarrassment of being treated like a naughty girl. Her husband wasn't that interested in indulging her fantasies, she said, although he would deliver a few half hearted slaps to her bare bottom during lovemaking. I told her I would spank her every day.
"EVERY DAY!!?? she'd type.
I promised her an especially hard spanking for using that kind of punctuation. I would be strict. She would be obedient.
"Would you fuck me?"
"Yes, of course."
Over time she revealed everything to me. She spanked herself with a hairbrush almost every day. (blush) She liked anal play and sometimes used a butt plug. (blush) She would always tell me when she or I said something that made her blush. I made her tell me all her deepest and darkest fantasies, even the ones that shamed her. And I promised her someday we'd make them all come true.
"tell me more," she would type, "what would you do."
"I'd have some Vaseline and a rectal thermometer to take your temperature, over my knee, as if you were a baby."
(BLUSH) "you wouldn't!"
Maybe a good spanking first to inspire obedience and they when your behind was nice and red, I'd spread your cheeks to lubricate your rectum with a nice big dollop of vaseline. I'd press my finger deep, up inside your ass.