Back in January of this year, I decided to take advantage of a long weekend in a rustic cabin that was offered to me by an old friend. I originally intended to go alone, I needed time for myself. A few days before I set out on my journey, I asked my next door neighbor, David, if he wouldn't mind taking my newspaper and mail in my absence. He had no problem with doing so. I started to tell him about where I was going, and the solitude I was expecting to enjoy, along with some fishing and beer drinking. Now David and I aren't friends, just neighbors. We're two opposites. He works as a landscaper, dogwalker, newspaper deliverer..jack of all trades. He's 37 years old about 5'10", 160 lbs. Far from attractive with very wirey brown hair that he keeps cut short, an equally wirey short beard, flattened nose and skin that has been ravaged by acne. His eyes were china blue and very lonesome looking. David dated women frequently, usually the type that were missing teeth, and he was a quiet neighbor.
The next afternoon, while I was packing to leave, David came to my door. He was very uncomfortable, but forced himself to ask if I wouldn't mind taking him along. He confessed that he hadn't had time away in a few years, and he could really use the break. He assured me we could go our seperate ways, and he would bring and cook his own food. I felt bad for him. The cabin did have 4 bedrooms. What the heck? I proceeded to find someone elso to take care of my mail, and David proceeded to find someone to deliver his papers.
At 4;30 the next morning, David was ready and waiting by my car. We packed and were on our way. During the drive he was telling me some "war" stories of his _s_e_x_ual conquests. How proud he was of his success as a small business. All of this, even though he grew up in the foster care system. He missed not having parents or a consistant living arrangement. I listened and listened and finally after 4 hours of driving, we arrived. After opening the house and putting some brews on ice, I set out to cut some wood. I wanted to get a fire going as soon as possible. David came to me and advised me he was going for a hike: "see ya later".
IIAt 7:30p. m. I was clearing up after dinner. I had a strong fire burning, the cabin was toasty warm. I was concerned though. David was no where around. I was thinking of him as lost in the dark woods. I wondered if he had any survival training. This isn't good. An hour later David appeared at the door. He came in like nothing at all, yet I could sense his relief. He told me he went for a long hike, and that he was never lost. I explained while we were there seperately, his being away in area unknown to him (and me) was unfair. He didn't acknowledge it. He opened a beer and said: "bottoms up", and tossed the suds back. After a few he went to his room; he emerged wearing a union suit. I looked at him. He looked back and said: "what the _f_u_c_k_ are you looking at?" I responded: 'an ugly _f_u_c_k_ wearing a union suit'. Now, with a couple of beers under his belt, he didn't take to my comment very well. He lunged at me. I am pretty much the peace maker, but when pushed, I push back. I have about 30 lbs on David and 3 inches. I shoved him back knocking him down. He got right up and came back at me. He was using exceesive force. Once more I was able to push him to the ground. Before he was able to get back to me, I grabbed a piece of 2x4 near the fireplace. I swung it at him, he turned quickly, it landed on his butt. He jumped forward putting his hands on his butt, and looked at me as if he was really insulted. We stood there frozen for a moment, he finally said: "you're really angry". I guess he thought I intended to swat his butt with the board. I wondered how far I could go with this. I never spanked anyone before. The thought of it excited me. I reached out, grabbed his arm and began to swat his butt some more. He did nothing to stop me. SWAT..OW...SWAT..OW..SWAT..OW. After 15 swats, I commanded him to go stand in the corner. He complied. I postioned a chair in the center of the room. I walked over to him and, taking him by the hand led him to the chair. I began unbuttoning his union suit. He protested, and tried to stop me. His face was crismson from humiliation. He begged me not to swat him any more. he wanted to know why I was unbuttoning his union suit. I responded: 'it's time somone treated you like family'. He was shaking with fear, unable to speak. Pulled his union suit down. He looked at me and said:"what are you going to do?", 'teach you a long overdue lesson'. "What do you mean?", 'I mean spanking'. "NO, I've never been spanked before". As his protesting continued, I took him his hips and postioned him over my knee. I spanked him over his briefs. I noticed the back of his neck was bright red. He wiggled about quite a bit, kicking and protesting. I took his right hand in my left and pressed it into the small of his back. I slipped my finger underneath the waistband of his brief, and began to pull them down. He immediately began to cry. There the FRUIT OF THE LOOM emblem size 30, dimples, smooth crack, till finally a bare bubble butt. Yes this ugly _f_u_c_k_ had the cutest butt I've ever seen. He looked like a 16 year old laying over my knee. I took them down to his knee and began spanking him. He cried and cried and kicked, sending his union suit across the room and his briefs to his ankles. I spanked him for several minutes enjoying the feel of a smooth heated butt under my hands. The fire cast a nice glow into the room equaled only by David's spanked ass. His crying told me this was a long needed spanking and release. After I finished, I helped him to his feet. he pulled up his briefs, gathered up his stupid union suit and headed to his room. On the way he turned to me and said: "I'm sorry". I responded: 'it's ok'. I heard him cry a bit more, then he finally fell asleep.