This Is my first ever time writing and I just felt it was time to write down the true story/stories of how my wife T and I got into spanking. This was nearly twenty years ago but when I think back it only feels like yesterday. This is the account as I recall it of me and my wife’s first foray and experience into the world of spanking and discipline. We hope you enjoy it.
It all began one evening when my wife told me, “I have a fantasy of being spanked,” and, “it turns me on,” she said. “I have been wanking for years thinking about it.” But the truth was she had never dared to tell anyone and for the first time she was now telling me.
We had been together for ten years and as the shy person she was she thought I would think her strange or weird but if anything it intrigued me.
I had never really thought about it but these were the days when the internet was first starting, she had been reading stories and realised she was not alone in having these thoughts. Finally, she had plucked up the courage to say something!
We sat and talked for hours. T explained that ever since she was young, a teenager, she had fantasised about being taken over a man’s knee, having her knickers taken down and spanked. T dreamed of being slippered, given the belt and even the cane.
T said, “The more I fantasise, the more I want to experience it. The more it makes me wet and the more excited I get.”
Well, if just thinking about it had these effects then we needed to explore it further. As I said, I had never really thought about it but we talked and talked for hours and both found ourselves getting excited.
T explained, “I want to be taken charge of ‘I want to be instructed to take off my clothes, to be told to undress and to be told to bend over!!”
T wanted to be punished but also to be played with. It was the thought of the punishment that was sexually exciting for her. The reality was it was the thought of the two together, punishment and pleasure that turned her on and now she needed to explore it.
It was now a case that the thought turned us both on, I suppose for different reasons but anyway I was now excited and ready to act. We agreed I would spank her. No date was set but I just said that I would do it and that she would be punished properly! So over the next few days, we talked and she asked but I just said, “whenever I was ready.” Did I want to keep her guessing?
Well, the day came by accident, she came home and we had a letter saying we forgot to pay the house insurance. This was a task T had agreed to undertake so the letter was a great reason for T’s first spanking.
I instructed her, “To go upstairs and take off your clothes and bend over the end of the bed, to wait for me in just your knickers!!” I wanted to take them down, the thought turned me on, the thought of exposing her bottom. Without saying anything T just got up and went upstairs. She was nervous but also excited.
I left it a few minutes, maybe ten and then went upstairs. I opened the bedroom door and there she was as instructed, bent over the end of the bed in nothing but her pale blue knickers!
I stepped into the room and moved behind her. I announced, “I am going to give you a spanking for all your recent bad deeds and to help you improve.” I instructed her to remain bent over.
It now started, her first real spanking! To be honest, I was nervous as she clearly had been fantasising for a long time and all of a sudden the pressure was now on me to fulfil those expectations, could I deliver? First, I stroked her bottom over her knickers, just rubbing to get a sense of her nervousness and to keep the tension in the air.
And then it started!!
First one cheek then the other. Now I am big, six feet four and my hands are large. I applied spank after spank on T’s bottom, sometimes two or three on the same cheek, sometimes just the one, all to keep her guessing and all the time ensuring I covered every inch of both cheeks.
This first part of the spanking went on for about ten minutes and you could see the effect. T started to move and the ooh’s and ahhh’s had begun. I continued with spank after spank—not time to stop yet!
T’s oohs and ahhs got louder and sometimes became little squeals as her bottom was getting hot and probably sore. As this was our first experience neither of us knew what to expect, but I was loving it. I had T in my control.
But was T loving it as well? The only way to find out was to explore and so I now stopped spanking and rubbed her bottom over her knickers, I could feel the warmth coming through and for the first time, T moaned, not an ooh or an ahh but a moan of pleasure!!
This now excited me more and so I rubbed and stroked T’s bottom, my fingers exploring, rubbing, searching and then sliding down between T’s legs. As I did, T now moaned louder and as I pressed and searched and rubbed her slit T pushed back, pressing onto my hand, pushing my fingers onto her little bud.
As she did, I could immediately feel the wetness appear. In only seconds T let out a loud moan and then squirted, her juices first leaking, then gushing into her knickers, soaking them and filling the room with the smell of female cum!!
T now continued to moan and pant as I continued to rub gently as the orgasm subsided. T was excited and I was clearly giving her what she so desperately wanted and I was now on a high.