His ad was a simple one; "...very submissive sub-boy wishes to be spanked in Dallas this weekend. If interested please respond." The add itself , created new stirrings within me. I had always thought of myself as a spankee, but I was feeling something different. Could I spank? I dashed of a quick response. "I would be interested in spanking you if you think you can handle a large man." Within minutes of sending my EMAIL, he had responded twice, the second time with his phone number. Against my better judgement, I called him. He answered immediately and I identified myself. I firmly asked him to tell me why he felt he needed a spanking. He told me he was new to the idea and just wanted to experience it. He also confessed that he spent too much time looking at spanking pictures and masturbating. I told him that I had never spanked before, but I was a strict disciplinarian and would be happy to oblige. We both shared our need for discretion and agreed that I would meet him the next morning at his office. I gave him a writing assignment which he hastily finished (big mistake). He sent me the assignment and directions. I knew then that the next morning I would spank my first ass.
The following morning, I awakened early and checked my EMAIL. Sure enough, there was a note from him asking me to call first. "He was chickening out," I thought. I fired off a quick response telling him that it was impossible for me to call because my wife was at home. "Are you wanting to back out," I asked. Almost as soon as I fired off the response he EMAILed me, "no just apprehensive." I responded that I was on my way and we would talk about it when I got there, and shut down my computer.
An hour later, I found his business park, but his office wasn't where he said it would be. I called him on my cell phone, and he walked out to the street. What do you know, I thought to myself, he's not bad looking. I parked and he begin to make excuses for his bad directions. I firmly told him that I would take care of his excuses later. He ushered me into his office and the first thing I saw was his computer. He was on AOL, of course. Then I saw it, a beautiful, smooth, wide leather belt. He was ready for me. I sat behind his desk and told him to sit. We talked for a few moments and then I asked him if he was ready to go through with it. He said, "yes sir." So I told him that we would go to his home, because I knew, he would make too much noise under my hand. Obediently he got his car keys from his desk and for the first time I reached out and felt his ass. Oh yes, very spankable. The drive to his home was quick and in no time, I was standing in his living room as he put the dog away. As soon as he returned, I took charge. "Go to your room," I bellowed. "My room or the study?" "The study," I answered. I followed him into the study and pulled a chair to the middle of the room and shouted, "get out of those clothes." Hell, I was new, I wasn't going to waste any time. After he stripped, I looked at him and said "let me get my pants off" and stood to remove them. His eyes got wide, but he relaxed when I sat down. Over my lap he went and I started in. Slap...his ass reddened under the touch of my hand. Slap....he started to move, but I pulled him closer. Slap...he cried out. Slap...."oh I don't know if I can take this." Slap....he writhed under my touch. Slap...."Red" The safe word already. "Oh this was not what I thought it would be, you are a harder player than I thought."
"Ok, let's get a drink." I followed him into the kitchen, past his pictures of his family. I mused, "would he ever be able to walk naked though this house again, without remembering me?"
"OK, break is over let's get back in there and finish."
Obediently, he followed me back and got back over my lap. I took some ice from my glass and cooled his ass with it then I held the ice to his mouth and told him to hod it for me. He took it without argument. Then I was ready....
Slap...I found a new place and reddened it. Slap...another, and then another until finally, his whole ass was brilliantly red. I marched him to the bathroom for a look and then back to the study and to the corner, while I contemplated his next move.
"Turn around boy. You told me that you were masturbating too much, well show me what is so good about it."
"In front of you sir? I couldn't."
"Oh, but you will."
"I couldn't get it up."
"Well, you better or it will be ten with the belt."
He tried, for several minutes, but I guess his ass hurt too much or he was just to ashamed. I stood and picked up the belt and then grabbed his penis and dragged him to the bedroom by it. "Get down on the bed I ordered." He jockeyed around until I was satisfied and then I raised the belt. "Count 'em boy."
The belt whisked through the air and found it's mark. One...I wondered if he smelled his wife with his face pressed info the mattress. Two...he counted them off. Three...I continued...and finally ten. He took them well. "That's all boy."
He stood up and reached out to shake my hand, but instead I hugged him as he thanked me.
As I drove home I thought to myself, "I will have to do this again" and when I arrived he already had completed his follow up assignment and EMAILed it to me. He pledged his obedience and I pledged to myself, to test him.
This is a true story. My boy was assigned to write it, but he failed to complete it on time. I may surprise him at his office in the morning to "discuss his disobedience," but that may be another story for another day.