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>We're not married but we might as well be. We >discovered we're both into spanking. I had always been >more of a spanker but have been spanked in play and >actually discovered I can take a lot. L has always >been more of a spankee but she had never explored her >desires until she and I started getting together. > >I started exploring FLR on the internet, not really >taking it that seriously, but started giving it >consideration. I believe L discovered it on my >browsing history. She is actually the one who first >brought the subject up. It appealed to me, but I >couldn't take it seriously. In time she pressed the >issue and eventually we agreed to be in a female led >relationship. We agreed to a list of rules, but she >would decide when I needed to be punished and agreed >that it might not necessarily be one of the listed >rules broken. It would be at her discretion and I >would fully comply. > >A couple of weeks went by and we both adapted to our >new dynamics. Finally the day came. I don't remember >the exact offense, actually numerous offenses and >during a discussion, or better put a telling off she >said "I am going to turn you over my knees and blister >your behind. Do you understand?" In one way I thought >it was a joke, but from her tone and having heard this >said to her daughter and heard the spankings after I >knew she was serious. I'm sure that at any time I >could have said "Look, we're not doing this." I've >never had a real dominant personality when it comes to >real life so I went along with it. > >L put a chair in the middle of the room, retrieved the >hairbrush she used on her daughters, pulled me over to >her, pulled my pants down and lectured me. I felt >surges of excitement and was half hard because of it, >but the seriousness of it was quite real. It was a >little awkward going over her knees with my pants >around my ankles for real. I felt my half hard penis >and balls dangling off her thigh. The first few slaps >from her palm were real and stung, but unlike play >spankings they were meaningful and out of my control. >I knew she was angry with me and I knew I deserved >this so the excitement soon wore off. Her hand was >coming down harder and faster and covering every inch >of my butt, hips and thighs and I realized I was >getting the first REAL spanking of my life, actually >the first discipline I have ever had in my life. It >fucking hurt and she is quite strong and had a >vicelike grip on me. As her hand came down harder and >faster on my backside I began kicking and squirming >and becoming more audible and regretting ever getting >into this relationship. Tears were coming to my eyes >and I was actually crying. > >After maybe five minutes, maybe more she finally let >me up and led to to face the wall. I had completely >kicked my pants off. My entire backside from my >tailbone to the backs of my knees felt like I had sat >in a fire. I was allowed to rub my bottom, but not to >touch myself. I can't even express the myriad of >thoughts going through my head. My penis was >involuntarily getting limp and hard and limp again. I >know that L was enjoying the show. After some time >facing the wall L led me back to the chair and without >much fanfare turned me over her knees again. > >In play I had been spanked with a hairbrush, wood >board, ping pong paddle, belt, even an electric cord, >and I knew those implements were hard to take, but >having no control during a punishment was a pain I've >never felt before. I don't know how many swats she >gave me with that hairbrush or how long it lasted but >I was in REAL agony and regret. I realized I could >have stopped it at any time, but the control L had >over me and the love we have for each other it didn't >even seem like an option. I was actually begging and >not only tears were falling from my eyes, I was >actually crying. > >Finally it was over and L stood me in front of her. I >felt true regret as tears fell from my eyes and shame >pouring over me standing in front of her naked from >the waist down, my shriveled penis dangling. She again >put me against the wall. I felt her finger going up my >ass, then the tip of a buttplug poking and making it's >way deep up my rectum. She showed me a pair of white >panties that she had bought for me and slipped them on >me. She told me that this is very real and this is how >it's going to be in our relationship from now on and I >was to wear the panties and the buttplug for the rest >of the night. I spent the rest of the night in panties >and life went on as normal of possible under the >circumstances. > >That was my first real spanking in my life and the >dynamic of our relationship changed from there.

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