This is my first attempt at fiction spanko writing, I hope you enjoy it.
Natalie Sharpa was a nineteen year old college student. She was smart, with quick wit, and a body to match. She always had the right thing to say, found herself in every leadership position, and was never in trouble a day in her life. So how, she wondered, did she end up face down on her boyfriend's arm chair with her pants at her ankles.
Her heart jumped in her chest as she waited and pondered, He said he'd be back "soon" what does that mean?
Scott and Natalie met in ninth grade, and fell in puppy love, but over the past five years Natalie felt that they had grown together; Scott knew her better than anyone, in every sense of the word. Suddenly, door creaked open, Scott walked in and tapped Natalie lightly on the buttocks
She jumped, "What are you doing?"
"You said you'd trust me right?" Said Scott, "well than, trust me!"
Reluctantly Natalie resumed the position.
SMACK
Natalie jumped a little, but allowed the spanking to continue. THWAP, SMACK, THWAP
Scott's slaps came down on her perky anxious butt in rapid succession.
Natalie found herself actually enjoying this, could he know her better than she knew herself?
"I love you Natie, I'd do anything for you. Even spank you. Give up being in control for a few moments, you might like taking orders for once." Scott said with a chortle as he swung his arm back and landed with a THWACK.
SMACK
SPANK
SLAP
This is really starting to hurt, thought Natalie through moans and whimpers, she debated trying to stop him. However, she couldn't deny the amazing tingle generating from her clitoris and flowing through her entire being.
When Scott's hand finally ceased, Natalie began to stand.
"What are you doing?" Scott asked "Did I tell you to stand?"
"What?" Natalie retorted
"You will bend over the chair until I tell you otherwise, and you will refer to me as sir. Is that clear."
"Yes sir?" Natalie said as she bent over the chair
"Is that a question?"
"No sir." Natalie complied, finally understanding the rules of the game.
"You just earned yourself 5 lashes with the belt. Count them!" Scott said with a smirk
Scott remove his belt slowly allowing the anticipation to built. Natalie was both excited and scared, she'd didn't know what to expect from a belt's lash.
SMACK
"One" Natalie squealed in shock from the fire of the belt
STRAP
"two!"
SMACK THWACK STRAP
By five Natalie was out of breath and so ready to have sex with Scott, this was the best foreplay she had ever experienced.
Her whole body shook, as much as she loved sex with Scott, she never felt this excited to have him in her, he carried her to his bed and pinned her down. Entering her faster, harder, deeper, occasionally pulling out ever so slightly to tease her, leave her wanting more. Until he could no longer control himself and was making love to her harder and more passionate than ever. Each gyration slammed Natalie's fiery bum into the bed deeper, creating the most beautiful pain she had ever experienced.
She never knew she could need someone like this.
As they cuddled in bed, Natalie looked up at Scott in awe, how did he always know just what she needed?
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Monday, May 5, 2008
Can a spanko and a nonspanko work together?
What do you think?
My boyfriend isn't really a spanko-- he is afraid to hurt me, but likes to make me happy and does it anyway. He likes being dominant (he says) but he never checks in that I've fulfilled my commitments (I haven't and therefore totally deserve a spanking).
Do you think a non-spanko can be converted?
Michelle
My boyfriend isn't really a spanko-- he is afraid to hurt me, but likes to make me happy and does it anyway. He likes being dominant (he says) but he never checks in that I've fulfilled my commitments (I haven't and therefore totally deserve a spanking).
Do you think a non-spanko can be converted?
Michelle
Thursday, May 1, 2008
My dream Spanking (FANTASY SPANKING)
This spanking currently only exists in my fantasies, but who knows, give it a few days and it very well be my reality!
I broke a rule, I know I broke it, but maybe, just maybe my boyfriend won't know. I have an agreement to get my homework done on time, or else. We arrive at his place and he asks me if there is anything I have to tell him. I'm an actress, why can't I lie? Oh yes, I remind myself, it's because I'm a spanko!
"I haven't completed my assignments" I say, "but you don't understand I went out of town, I didn't have time."
"Well maybe you should have thought of that before taking a trip for the weekend. As you will soon see actions have consequences. Now go into the bedroom and be ready by the time I get there."
"Drew, honey, I'm not really in the mood to be spanked." I fib to heighten the mood
"I don't care, you are earning yourself more slaps by the minute!" He says firmly
I rush into his room, my heart is thumping my vagina is pulsating. YES! this will rock!
I lie on a pile of pillows naked from the waist down, I wait for what feels like forever, I would actually get bored, but the prospect of Drew walking through that door at anytime keeps me present.
I begin to masturbate when Drew walks in belt in hand. He looks at me longingly, temporarily forgetting the task at hand. Then as if slapped out of his spell his face hardens
"That is not the ready position." Drew says "This might be harder than I thought."
All of a sudden WHAP I feel the belt wrap around my backside.
"Aiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee" I screech, holy shit that is not what I was expecting, but this is a punishment spanking and I have no say in the matter.
WHAP WHAP WHAP
Drew continues to lay them on rapidly I barely have time to breath.
After five lashes he takes me over his lap
"What are you sorry for?" he asks as he spanks with his hand.
"I'm sorry I didn't keep my commitment."
"What else?" He asks patiently, his hand coming down hard and fast on my burning sit spots.
"Umm... Not being responsible."
"And?" he could do this all day until I get the right answer.
"AAAHHH! Shit that hurts Drew stop it!" I squeal
"That's the point, honey."
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"I'm sorry I disrespected you." I say finally understanding what he was searching for.
"Good! Now let that be a last!" He says with his last five swats
He begins massaging my sore bottom, he knows that drives me wild. His hands find his way in between my wet lips.
He laughs at how excited I am
I remove my top and bra and unbutton his jeans, and the ensuing sex is the most passionate, playful, and perfect experience... Describing an experience like this could only dull the extraordinary time we had, the passion and joy and play present do not exist in our world of language, and that is why I love Drew, wholly and completely.
I broke a rule, I know I broke it, but maybe, just maybe my boyfriend won't know. I have an agreement to get my homework done on time, or else. We arrive at his place and he asks me if there is anything I have to tell him. I'm an actress, why can't I lie? Oh yes, I remind myself, it's because I'm a spanko!
"I haven't completed my assignments" I say, "but you don't understand I went out of town, I didn't have time."
"Well maybe you should have thought of that before taking a trip for the weekend. As you will soon see actions have consequences. Now go into the bedroom and be ready by the time I get there."
"Drew, honey, I'm not really in the mood to be spanked." I fib to heighten the mood
"I don't care, you are earning yourself more slaps by the minute!" He says firmly
I rush into his room, my heart is thumping my vagina is pulsating. YES! this will rock!
I lie on a pile of pillows naked from the waist down, I wait for what feels like forever, I would actually get bored, but the prospect of Drew walking through that door at anytime keeps me present.
I begin to masturbate when Drew walks in belt in hand. He looks at me longingly, temporarily forgetting the task at hand. Then as if slapped out of his spell his face hardens
"That is not the ready position." Drew says "This might be harder than I thought."
All of a sudden WHAP I feel the belt wrap around my backside.
"Aiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee" I screech, holy shit that is not what I was expecting, but this is a punishment spanking and I have no say in the matter.
WHAP WHAP WHAP
Drew continues to lay them on rapidly I barely have time to breath.
After five lashes he takes me over his lap
"What are you sorry for?" he asks as he spanks with his hand.
"I'm sorry I didn't keep my commitment."
"What else?" He asks patiently, his hand coming down hard and fast on my burning sit spots.
"Umm... Not being responsible."
"And?" he could do this all day until I get the right answer.
"AAAHHH! Shit that hurts Drew stop it!" I squeal
"That's the point, honey."
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"I'm sorry I disrespected you." I say finally understanding what he was searching for.
"Good! Now let that be a last!" He says with his last five swats
He begins massaging my sore bottom, he knows that drives me wild. His hands find his way in between my wet lips.
He laughs at how excited I am
I remove my top and bra and unbutton his jeans, and the ensuing sex is the most passionate, playful, and perfect experience... Describing an experience like this could only dull the extraordinary time we had, the passion and joy and play present do not exist in our world of language, and that is why I love Drew, wholly and completely.
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