Asking for a Spanking

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She was the woman you went to to get something done, Tombolas, Raffles, Carol Concerts to name a few. Even the man with the bowler hat who sat in the same seat every day started to smile, and greet her with a tipping of the hat. The boys all cleared off behind the garage to play hoops again – I didn’t fancy that, so I settled down to look through my prized magazine.

Suddenly, I got the courage up to ask about the paddling incident, to see if she would tell me what happened.I actually plan on using my belt and maybe another implement before finishing the spanking off with this new strap. Oh man, my whole life I have been wanting this , but I'm 44yrs old and still have not been given what I want and deserve so bad. It is easy, ask whom ever you want to spank you that "I want a spanking", if they back off and don't want to spank you "I want a spanking beacuse.

We did a lot of chit chat until he finally tired of it and told me to spit it out, tell him what was wrong. His full nudity and the paddling with my sister present added to his humiliation, not to mention his weeping and yelps of desperation, since he doesn’t exactly know when the paddling will stop, he gulps air as he sobs deeply. It got to the point that when I got into trouble (and I got into trouble a lot because I was a hot-heated kid with a smart mouth), the "go-to" punishment was spanking. It almost looks like two thick leather razor straps together but with a nice leather handle connecting them at the bottom. There was a time in my life when I believed my parents sexually abused me by spanking me-and I didn't have a great relationship with them during those years-but I realize now that they had no way of knowing how I felt and if they had they certainly would have disciplined me differently.The mother's hand waving in my face finally snapped me out of my paranoid trance, blinking a few times before quickly looking up at her. With my timid nod of confirmation, she continued on her way, lecturing my unfortunate friends about how dangerous the fireplace could be to small children. Without missing a beat, the woman ever-so-smoothly grabbed up both of her daughters by the ear, dragging them off towards their room at the back of the house. Over the next year, I added my auntie, and my best friend's mother to the list of those I was asking for regular spankings.

Spanking in my house was largely a thing of the past by the time I was 10, which, as it turns out, was a very good thing. I deny him orgasm 10 days at a time, allow him to finish inside me, but he is a real sight as he’s forced to lick up every last drop and swallow it all. I was a bit of fun for all the guys because although I was from England, I respected and knew a bit about some of the cars they appreciated. Then my mother raised her right hand holding the wooden hairbrush and began spanking my bare bottom good and hard.She was real pleased with the results afterwards however the redness and bruising seem to fade rather quick, even thought I can definitely feel them today. Hearing that, I instinctively clapped my hands over my mouth to hold in a gasp, my entire face going beat red in no time flat. Today my wife has taken over the responsabilities of spanking me and uses a solid wooden bathbrush to punish me with. Every time I looked at that stupid paddle hanging on the wall I wanted to throw it away, to burn it.