Craved More

My first spanking left me with a yearning desire to experience more. I was so compelled to find a spanker, that I spent even more time on the internet and placed my profile on as many spanking sites as I could find. As luck would have it, it didn’t take long before I started chatting to a male switch. Once I informed him that I couldn’t or wouldn’t spank, he was happy enough just to spank me, as he did have more of a preference to spank than be spanked. We continued to email each other for awhile and then we started talking on the phone. Since we were both single parents and we lived 3 ½ hours away from each other, it wasn’t easy trying to arrange a meeting. We finally set a date for mid November 2000, which was for a couple of weeks later, and it was for me to stay with him for a weekend. Those two weeks seemed to drag, but with each passing day the more anxious, nervous and excited I became.

The day he was to pick me up from the train station finally arrived. As soon as we greeted each other, I felt safe and pretty much at ease. He took me back to his place where he made us coffee and we sat out on his back deck and talked. He made another coffee and we went into the lounge where he put some music on softly and we talked some more. He got up to get something and returned holding a leather paddle. He told me to stand up, place my hands on the arm of the sofa and bend over. Then he slowly tugged my slacks down and applied the paddle to my pantie covered bottom. After a couple of more smacks of the paddle he lowered my panties and proceeded to apply the paddle to my bare bottom. I didn’t mind the paddle as he was only using it lightly just to give my bottom some warmth. He did remark on how much he enjoyed watching the way the paddle made contact with my bottom. He told me I may as well remove my slacks altogether, and pull my panties back into place.

We sat back down, listened to music, made jokes, laughed and conversed some more about our favourite subject, ’spanking’. About 3/4 of an hour later, he got back into serious mode by commenting that I have been a very naughty girl and I deserve to be spanked. As he said that, he pulled me over his knee, adjusted my bottom so it was in the perfect position to receive his full attention and placed his hand on my pantied covered bottom. He started to scold me just as the palm of his hand made contact with my bottom. He spanked slowly at first, alternating between cheeks, letting the heat build up, Once he thought I had been warmed-up enough, he started to spank harder and faster. Then he said, “a spanking isn’t a proper spanking unless it’s done on the bare”. Then I felt his fingers under the waistband of my panties, then I felt him slowly lower them to the tops of my thighs. Then as he said, “naughty girls get their bare bottoms soundly spanked”, he smacked my bottom accentuating each word. I felt his hand being applied over and over, and he’d spank the same spot to let the heat and sting set in. He covered every inch of my bottom cheeks. He finally stopped spanking me but only long enough to fetch a small wooden paddle that he had put on the table next to him. It wasn’t long before my bottom started to feel the sting of the paddle. I tried to move my bottom out of the line of fire without success. He didn’t apply the paddle hard or for long, but it almost brought tears to my eyes. When it was over, he sat me up and gave me a cuddle and soothed me.

There were a few more spankings during the weekend and I thoroughly enjoyed every one of them. None of them were too much for me to handle, as he never spanked past my limit.

We only got to spend one more weekend together, which was in February 2001, simply because it became too difficult arranging to have time to ourselves.

I met a few more spankers between 2001 - 2003, and every spanking I received were unique in their own way. Luckily I never had one bad experience, but I did have one ‘boring’ session. It was boring because nothing much was mentioned before the spanking, and nothing was said during the spanking, no lectures and no scolding, it was total silence. Needless to say I never contacted that man again.