Want to hear something interesting? I have always been into spanking since I was in high school. I don’t know what it was that sparked my interest, but having a girl with her bare bottom exposed over your knee is the sexiest thing in the world. Some say that a spanking interest comes from someone’s childhood; parents spanking them for some wrongdoing. This theory is so hard to believe. Why would I get turned on by my parents spanking me? Freud’s Oedipal complex would agree with this theory since he believed that our unconscious is sexually attracted to the opposite sex and even our mothers! Ewwww! Anyway, I was spanked as a kid, not severely or a lot, but only in moments, where I was really bad, where I ended up over my mom’s knee. One moment that really comes to mind was when I was 11 and I dropped kicked my sister in the face. Pretty intense, but it got more intense since it was in front of my mother. She took me by the ear (Really? By the ear? Who does that? What year is this? The 1950s?!! Noooo!), took me to the family couch, put me over her knee, and pulled down my underwear. She spanked me for about 10 sec, but I was able to struggle away. Lucky me. From then on out I wore extra pairs of underwear just incase it happened again. My sister was very thrilled that she got justice that night!
When I was in middle school and beginning in high school I started downloading spanking porn (if that’s what you call it. More like spanking paraphernalia), off Napster (remember that illegal music downloading website? Well apparently you can download photos too! Yes!). I would download hundreds of pictures of girls getting their ass spanked. I remember this one really hot photo of a schoolgirl with a short plaid skirt exposing her pale white ass. She was positioned over this teachers knee that wore big glasses, a sweater vest, and kaki pants. I could not get it out of my head. I was so turned on. My downloading turned into more of an interest that I wanted in real life. I kept wondering what it would be like to actually spank a girl. I had girlfriends, but no confidence to initiate anything.
When I was browsing spanking dating websites I got a new message from a girl named Alexandra or Alexa for short. She said she lived close to me in the bay area. To note, guys on a spanking chat site like this don’t usually get messaged from girls. It is usually the other way around and so I was very surprised because more than half of the girls I had talked with on this site were overweight, ginger, and had these peculiar daddy diaper fetishes. I read her profile and saw that the girl who messaged me was into Domestic Discipline (DD). I had no idea what DD was. I honestly thought it was an excuse for husbands to beat their wives, which is not what I am about. Interestingly, googling domestic discipline, I saw that it involved spanking, trust, and love. SPANKING?! I got really excited. Maybe we can try something out and go from there. Wait…. What if she was a ginger, overweight, and had a diaper fetish? I got scared, but saw she was my age, and…… a picture? Yes!! I opened up her profile and saw she was this tan dark haired gorgeous girl. She did not look scary and so I messaged her back and we talked. She said that she was from Walnut Creek, which was only 15mins away from me. To note, I was in Hawaii during this conversation with her (some may asked why am I chatting online in Hawaii? Why aren’t you on the beach in the sun? I will tell you why. When you are interested in spanking, nothing gets in your way to get what you want, not even Hawaii. You don’t meet a lot of people that are on your same level out there, so you need to be proactive about these things). We exchanged number and talked on the phone. We talked for over 3 hours and it was really nice. I felt very comfortable talking with her, which was surprising because I knew nothing about her. What really helped us connect was that we had the same interest in spanking. Because she was interested in the same thing, I felt like I had known her for years. We decided to meet up for lunch at a Japanese restaurant in Walnut Creek the next day. Major Brownie points that she likes sushi!
As I got to the Japanese restaurant I was kind of nervous. I did not know what to expect from girl who was about to walk through these big wooden doors. I waited for about 10mins and looked at my watch. She was a little late, but for a spanko that is great excuse for a spanking! She walked in and I was astonished about her beauty. She was wearing a bright red dress and she had smooth tan skin and black hair. We hugged and sat down to chat. We talked about our interest and how exciting this was that we had found one anther and not some creepy guy or girl. She was apparently very popular in Walnut Creek since she knew the waiter and later told me that her sister works her as a bar tender. After a glass of wine for her and a shot of Sake for me, we walked to get some chocolate at Sees Candy and coffee at Starbucks.
As we sat down on a bench to drink our coffee in the town square of Walnut Creek, we started poking fun at each other. She started talking about how she likes to push peoples buttons and how she would sometimes get a spanking for it. She asked me what would constitute a spanking in my world? I told her that I was not a fan of disrespect, lying, making people wait for you, and so on. She agreed but told me that she was really bad at the last point and I knew that there was going to be a spanking in this girl’s future if she kept me waiting again. She told me about a DD relationship. She said it meant domestic discipline and that was something that she was really into. She had a couple of relationships where she was spanked for doing something wrong. She told me that it was not about just spanking though but also about love and trust. “Trust in each other,” she said. I told her I liked the sound of that and I could definitely get into that. While talking with her I noticed something really important that I think people take for granted sometimes. She looked at me right in the eyes when spoke to me. No distractions, just me. She would look up at me since I was a little taller and it made me feel good. It made me feel like I was in control and I could see that she was used to seeing that in her relationships. Major brownie points for this girl. We teased each other a little more, and then suddenly she started to push my buttons a bit as we talked about the TV show Game of Thrones on HBO. I said that I hate to know the endings of movies or books before I finish them. She said that she liked the exact opposite and would sometimes go to the last page of a book she was reading and read the ending. She also said that she does not like surprises and so on her birthday would want know her birthday presents before she opened them. She then said that she knew the final ending of Game of Thrones and told me, as I told her not to, that Geoffrey comes back from the dead and kills everyone. I was astonished that she went that far! Someone coming back from the dead was a very probable scenario in Game of Thrones, so I was somewhat annoyed. I felt the temptation of a punishment coming. I joked that I was going to have to take her to the bathroom and give her a spanking, and she laughed. I was only half joking since this girl needed one very badly! A spanking right now would show that I mean business. I wanted so badly to bend her over my knee on this bench in the center of town, bare her bottom, and spank her for everyone to see. I am not a public spanking kind of guy, but I liked the idea of her knowing that there was a limit to her teasing. She laughed, but I saw something in her eyes (beautifully brown) and her body reaction that told me that maybe spanking her in a public place was not too far out. We finished our coffee and she told me that it was almost time for work and she had to move her car. I did not want to say goodbye just yet, since I was having such a good time with her, and so I asked her if I could walk her to her car. She agreed.
As we walked I saw again how beautiful she was as her black hair glistened in the Walnut Creek sun. As we laughed I saw her perfect smile. The compliment of her bright red lipstick on her succulent lips to her flawless white teeth was extraordinary. We started talking about more things that would constitute a spanking (to note, this is one of the first times I have ever been so open about my interest in spanking. It was so nice to actually talk so easily about it with another person. Talking with her, it seemed like she had almost the exact interest in spanking as I did, and I got excited. She was not into red ball gags and whips, but more traditional spankings with hand and paddles. This was good because spanking can go in very different directs with many people. She told me this was called Vanilla, which I thought meant white people). She resumed talking about her prior DD relationships and her spankings and how they were usually spontaneous at first. She talked about how the first time she had a real spanking it was in the back of her ex-boyfriends car, and it happened so quickly. She told me that she preferred these spontaneous spankings. Not having a lot of experience with the whole DD thing, I had no idea how to approach spanking her. I thought she was really cool and could see myself doing it, but I did not know how. She made it pretty clear that she did not want a spanking right away since we did not know each other, but this information was conflicting to me. I began thinking that if I am going to be with this girl I need to show my dominance in the beginning. As we got to the parking garage and were walking up the stairs I thought of the perfect way to show my dominance over her. I decided that I was going to give her a spanking right here and now. This was risky situation because she could either hit me (probably in the balls) and call the police, or accept the spanking and submit to me. This girl was no one that I have ever met before, so it was a risk I was going to have to take. As we walked up the stairs in the stairwell to the second level of the parking garage, I knew what I was going to have to do.
She opened the door to the parking lot and I pushed her hands against the door to close it. I bent her over and started spanking her ass over her long red dress. She kicked and screamed, but still allowed me to bend her over. This body language told me that she was accepting this spanking. I then spanked her as hard as I could so she knew who was in charge. I could make out the edges of her bottom under her dress and feel the lacey thong that was underneath. To make things more embarrassing for her I lifted up her dress to expose her perfect, tan, spankable bottom. “People are going to see us! Don’t do this here! I can’t believe you are spanking me! We just met!” Hearing these words made me think about all those spanking videos I have watched in my life and how these are words that go along with role-play. I got turned on that I had made a scenario like those in those movies a reality. I did not really think she wanted me to stop, and so I called her bluff and continued spanking her bottoms. Loud spanks echoed off the concrete stairs. Spank, Spank, Spank! I pulled her hair and told her that I was in charge and from now on this is what was going to happen if she was naughty. Spank, Spank, Spank. Her bottoms began turning a nice little shade of pink. “I wont be bad again! I am so sorry! Please stop spanking me!” As I heard her say these words I knew that the spanking was over. I pulled down her dress and hugged her. I told her again that I was in charge and this is what was going to happen. I kissed her on the cheek and we walked to her car just 100 ft. away.
I was so glad that nobody had saw us and I was proud. No harm done. My heart was beating a little fast because I was so worried that I ruined it with this girl, plus that someone saw me and the cops were on there way. If the cops came, all she would have to say was that I hit her in the stairwell and would be taken away to a jail cell for a very long time. As we were about to open up her car, she rolled her eyes and said that she cannot believe I did that. The way she said it was very bratty. The tone of her voice and body language proved that my dominance was not shown a couple minutes earlier. I felt something in me that I had not really felt before. I felt an urge to correct this girl, something that I have always felt with my naughty girlfriend, but lacked the courage to do anything. I then knew that another spanking was about to happen.
As she climbed in the drivers seat and I in the passenger seat I told her that I thought that she did not fully understand the point of the spanking in the stairwell. She rolled her eyes again. I told her that I needed to show her who was in change and that no bratty behavior was going to be tolerated with me. (What was I saying? I literally went from my gut and it came out so smoothly haha). She still rolled her eyes and so I looked around me and saw that we were in a secluded spot in the parking lot. I grabbed her by the arm and flipped her over my knee. She was kicking but I held her down. She is a shorter girl, but had a lot of strength to her so I held her down hard. “Please don’t spank me. Someone will see!” I told her that I did not care and welcomed it. I told her that I wanted to show her that nothing was going to keep her from getting a spanking. I then spanked her over her dress, again feeling her perfect bottom. I knew that she was not going to understand and remember this unless her bottom was fully exposed and so I told her that she was going to get a bare bottom spanking over my knee. She kicked and screamed “No!” I lifted her dress and pulled down her thong. “This is so embarrassing! I just met you and you are now seeing my bare bottom!” I then took my hand, raised it, and let it fall as hard as I could on her bare bottom. Spank, Spank, Spank, Spank. “Oww! Please stop! I will be good!!!” Spank, Spank, Spank! I don’t think I have ever spanked someone so hard with my hands, but it felt good. I felt that all the sexual tension during this date was diminishing and I could relax with her in the moment of this spanking. I kept spanking her very hard. Down and up my hand came off of her bottom. The spanks were loud and so I looked over my shoulder at times to see if anyone was coming. No one came and so I smiled and continued the spanking. I told her that if she is ever naughty that she will always get a spanking on her bare bottom. I told her that I was in charge and this was going to happen from now on. She agreed and I let her up. She was a little flushed in the face since her head was down by the ground of the passenger seat floor. She looked in the review mirror to see how she looked. “You messed up my hair before work”. She rolled her eyes again. I then suddenly grabbed her arm again and took her back over my knee, pulled up her dress, and pulled down her panties for anther bare bottoms spanking. I now spanked her 10x as hard as before. Spank, Spank, Spank! I told her that if she ever disrespected me like that, especially after a spanking, I would spank her so much harder and it would be with a harder implement than just my hand. As I spanked her bottom hard and for a long time she began to relax a little bit. This showed me the submissive aspect of her, that she knew what she deserved and understood the need for her spanking, by taking it with no apprehension. I stopped spanking her and then began to rub her bottom. Let me tell you, this was a perfect bottom. My dick was so hard at this point that I could barely concentrate when I started rubbing it. I then asked her what she was going to get if she was naughty? She then told me that she was going to get a bare bottom spanking over my knee. I loved hearing her say these words and so I sat her up with her panties still around her ankles. I looked at her and she looked at me with those submissive brown eyes. I leaned in and I kissed her. That was our first kiss together. This was moment where we both shared something special. We both knew that this was the start of something big. After the spanking I walked her to work and we kissed again. I said goodbye and we parted ways. I was so happy.