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Subject: Re: True Story-Second Encounter


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Ulysses
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Date Posted: 20:14:06 08/15/18 Wed
In reply to: Ulysses 's message, "True Story-Introduction" on 19:42:14 08/12/18 Sun

Over the next month I continued my nightly reports. I was extremely honest with her forgetting that it wasn't just one incident but an accumulated 30. It didn't occur to me at first that I wouldn't just be punished for that one night but for all the things I confessed to over the month.
In the mean time we had serious discussions. Mostly I was a sympathetic shoulder for her. These were conversations we had that were apart from my nightly reports. She was sad and lonely. In theory I wanted her to beat me more severely. If that made her happy and that would free her I would sacrifice myself for her to do anything to make her happy. This is a woman I had known for several years who had always treated me as a ghost and in turn I never really cared for her and yet I wanted to do anything and everything to please her.
Our next meeting I was late again, but this time only by a few minutes. regardless she certainly pointed out my failure at punctuality. This time she was all business. She immediately dragged me to the middle of the room, Yanked down my pants, had me step out of them, and read me the riot act in no uncertain terms. She said very firmly "I am very disappointed in you, young man! very disappointed!" I felt great remorse at that statement and am sure tears of shame rolled down my cheeks. I had disappointed her and I felt horrible. She finished her lecture and threw me over her knees.
This time there was no warm up. No sensual slaps every several seconds causing my rear and groin to gradually heat up. She started rapid fire spanking my hind quarters causing immediate pain and torment. She would pause and rub for a couple of minutes including fingers up my ass and repeat several times. It had to have continued for a full half hour. I was actually crying, not bawling but I certainly had an emotional guilt.
She led me to the wall, pushed me up against it, in the process smashed my forehead into the wall. I really, really don't think she meant to do that as I heard her loudly gasp, put her hand on my chest in a sort of 'almost' hug and sort of muttered "I'm sorry".
Throughout the night she asked me repeatedly if I had to go 'potty' specifying 'poopy'. It was humiliating just hearing those words. I was definitely having some anxiety with this whole issue. She went about just beating my ass with that hairbrush and coddling me in her lap. Again with the "Do you have to go potty? Do you need to go poopies? You need to go poopy, I felt it up there." I realized I wasn't getting out of this and she led me to the bathroom and lowered my flaming, welted ass onto the toilet seat. She was actually instructing me on how to shit. I asked her if I might have some privacy. "Go poopy, you'll feel better." I wanted to just punch her. I was having real anxiety, but I just gave in and took a dump while she watched approvingly. At least she didn't watch while I wiped. "Don't you feel better now? I knew you would." Then she had me bend over the couch while she 'inspected' to make sure I did a good job. Fortunately I passed.
I think she really had a lot more in mind, but for some reason she asked me to put my pants on and she got me a beer. "I need to do a few things and then we'll watch something and have some popcorn, o.k.?" I felt almost magnanimous in staying. Not to say that I didn't like her or enjoy her company. She busied herself around the house while I waited sipping a beer then sat next to me and we watched something I definitely would not have chosen myself.
"I think you've been punished enough tonight. You may go and I will see you again next month."


I will continue at a later date.

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Re: True Story-An InterludeUlysses06:24:17 12/03/18 Mon


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