The night before I hardly slept a wink. Couldn't allow my mind to rest as I tossed and turned in my bed. I woke very early the following morning and went for a run to take my mind off it. But that didn't work. I had my breakfast and the nerves continued to rise up inside me. Was this really what I wanted? I put the nerves to the back of my mind, put on my uniform, and left the house. The short fifteen minute drive to her...

It's hard to pinpoint exactly where my spanking obsession came from. I wasn't spanked at home with my parents choosing the more modern style of parenting which included grounding me instead when I misbehaved. As a teenager my choice of porn was often spanking porn with my favourite always being women spanking their naughty husbands. However, porn quickly became boring and I needed something more to stimulate me. It sudden...