Another experience

Following my experience with Sandy my interest in CP was ignited. Its benefits to the recipient were obvious and the feeling of providing a form of assistance coupled with the erotic undertones were irresistable. I say 'undertones' because although I have administered various forms of CP to a number of ladies over the years I have never requested sexual intimacy with any of the recipients. I feel that if I had done so then I would be betraying their genuine need or want to be punished. Prior to marrying I always seemed to have a girlfriend(s) and enjoyed 'close' relationships with them all so sex was never paramount to my interest in CP. I've never considered myself a 'dominant' person/personality but there's no denying that I enjoy administering CP. Simultaneously none of the ladies I have spanked have ever expressed any desire to be 'submissive'. Some have had a need to 'repent' and clear their conscience(s), some have sought assistance in striving to attain personal goals and some have just asked to be spanked with no reason given. Possibly (probably) some of this last group have enjoyed the erotic aspects of the sessions but without discussion of same. I should make it clear that any and all spankings etc administered by this writer were/are always of the consensual variety. Another 'spankee' I knew early in my 'career' was the elder sister of a friend of mine from the Army. I'd been meeting up with him at a hotel every other week and the last few times he brought his sister with him. She was recently divorced and still totally at odds with her ex-husband regarding his visitation of their children and finacial matters. The three of us were enjoying a drink one evening when the subject of CP in schools was raised. I'm in favour of it and I recalled that my experience at a school where CP was administered to the students wasn't a time of fear but of respect. My friend's sister, Carolyn, agreed with me although she had attended a school where CP wasn't used. I climbed on my soapbox and extolled the value of 'accountability' and stated, as I often do, that today's youth would be better served by a sore bottom than by too much indulgance and understanding. Carolyn appeared quite taken with my argument and she stated that there were plenty of adults who would benefit from a sore bottom also. This comment created much laughter from us all and I thought no more about it. Two or three days later I arrived home from work to find a message on my answering machine from Carolyn. It wasn't detailed but she asked me to call her. I assumed it was for the three of us to get together for a few drinks again. I called her back but she asked me to call again when her children were asleep in about an hour's time. I agreed and bided my time and said I would call her back at the agreed hour. My curiosity was aroused but I really had no idea what she wanted to discuss. I telephoned her at the agreed time and we spent at least fifteen minutes chatting about her brother, the hotel we were frequenting and her ex-husband. Then she was silent for a few seconds before she tentatively brought up the subject of CP. I rambled on reiterating my opinions then she asked me if I really believed it be of benefit to adults. I said I believed it could be. She asked me if I thought it could benefit her. I, truthfully, told her it could be of benefit to anyone. She went on to explain that while she didn't feel blame for her marriage breakdown she still felt guilt with regard to the marriage. I asked her if she thought she could benefit from a spanking. She said she was willing to give it a try. I asked her when she wanted it to happen. I didn't ask her if she wanted me to do it I just came to the obvious conclusion. We agreed to meet at her place on the following friday evening when her mother was minding her children. Friday arrived and I somewhat apprehensively drove to Carolyn's home in Melbourne's southern suburbs. She opened the front door immediately I arrived and greeted me in the same manner as when she was joining her brother and I for drinks. She didn't appear nervous or unsure and we were soon enjoying a drink and small talk. The conversation faded and I was about to ask her about our previous conversation when she stood up and asked me if we should get started. I suggested we have another drink first and a chat. I asked her if she had thought about being spanked and she replied that she had done nothing else all week. She made it clear that she wasn't interested in commencing a sexual relationship with me and I explained that spankings weren't necessarily about sex. This appeared to put her more at ease although I noticed her face had become flushed. She asked if I would stop when she asked me to and I said I would but with the reservation that she had to be guided somewhat by the need for the spanking to be thorough. She agreed. I stood up and walked over to the sofa and sat down. I told Carolyn to come over and stand to my right side and I asked her why she felt guilt about her marriage. As she proceeded to explain her reasons to me I guided her across my lap. When she was in position I rested my right hand on her bottom to ensure that she was comfortable with the situation. When she had finished giving me the reasons for her guilty feelings I began to spank. After ten or so spanks to each cheek of her bottom I raised the hem of her skirt up to the small of her back and continued to spank. She released some soft cries but she was remarkably quiet. I told her that we needed the spanking to work so the time had come to spank her on the bare bottom. She nodded. I lowered her pantyhose first and then her knickers. I was grateful when she raised her hips to assist me because I wasn't all that experienced and I didn't want to ask her to help me thereby interrupting the situation. With her bottom bared I spanked her for about three minutes alternating the spanks from one cheek to the other. She asked me if we could take a break. Her bottom was suitably reddened however she was in true control of the situation. She stood allowing her skirt to fall and she arranged her underwear. Frankly I thought that that was the sign that the spanking was over. She walked into the kitchen and brought drinks back into the living room. We talked for a few minutes and I asked her how she was feeling. She siad she was fine but that she thought she needed some more. Harder this time. I was pleased but surprised. Carolyn then came over to me, raised her skirt and lowered pantyhose and panties to her knees before bending across my lap. This time I spanked with greater force and her cries were louder. This spanking continued for a further three minutes or so and I was about to stop when she asked me to do just that.She stood up, adjusted her clothing and rubbed her bottom. I was learning the art and it appeared that she had gotten her required benefit too. Her face was as red as her bottom although she was neither embarassed nor ill-at-ease with me. This was important to me because I enjoyed her friendship. After we had another drink I asked her how she felt and she replied that aside from her sore bottom she felt a sense of relief and release. I coloured a little when she asked me how I felt. After unsuccessfully attempting to steeer the question back to her I admitted that spanking her had given me pleasure not only on seeing her relinquish some of the guilt she attached to herself but also because I enjoyed seeing and spanking her bare bottom. This made her laugh and she appreciated my candour. I spanked Carolyn nearly every month over a three year period. We lost touch when her brother moved to Cairns and she either no longer felt the need to be spanked or possibly she found an alternative to yours truly. As we progressed during this period Carolyn requested that she be spanked with a hairbrush and later a wooden paddle. I hadn't used either of these implements prior to her requests however I became proficient with experience.