Spanking meet up
Have always had fantasies about being spanked going back to playing schools when I was too young to even be thinking about such things. Obviously I have experienced being spanked by boyfriends etc. but that was usually just a prelude to sex and was nothing more than a bit of fun. But what I have always yearned for was to be completely disciplined, bared and humiliated by a much older man. Finding myself single again and in lockdown with plenty of time to spare because of covid. I made up a fake Facebook account and started joining a few spanking related groups. I soon started to attract friends and within a week or so, was having serious conversations with a few 'Masters'. I was looking to meet up with one of the Masters and had a few options. No one too close to where I live, but somewhere I could travel too and stay overnight or maybe a weekend.
Eventually I found the ideal person, a 61 year old man called David in Bristol, an easy trip on the train from my Exeter home. We had talked online about what we both liked and wanted. We had agreed I would arrive at his house and I would be treated as a schoolgirl at a boarding school and treated as such.
As I travelled up on the train, I had butterflies in my stomach. I was very excited but this was totally new to me and was ot n100% sure about the man I was meeting.
I reached Bristol Temple Meads station and got a cab outside and it took me to the address given, about ten minutes away. As I got out the cab I looked at the house, a large three story town house. Certainly an imposing location. I walked up the steps, the door was ajar, as I was told it would be, I walked in to the hallway. There was a chair at the bottom of the stairs, on it was school uniform, all neatly folded. On top of it was a letter. I read the letter I am told to undress completely where I am stood and change into the uniform supplied, which included underwear. As I undressed I kept looking around to see if I was being watched. The uniform fitted well, the skirt was quite short and tight fitting, certainly shwoing off my figure. At the bottom of the letter I was then told to go up the staircase and wait on the landing until called.
I was so exicted by this, everything I had discussed with David, this was my ultimate fantasy. My heart was pumping as I waited and waited. The anticipation of meeting the Headmaster for the first time was becoming unbearable.
Then a door opened and David appeared, smartly dressed, wearing suit, seeing him for the first time, about six foot tall slim, grey hair, thinning on top. Certainly looked like he could be a Headmaster for real. I smiled at him. He showed no expression as he looked me up and down. I knew from now on, he would be in total charge of me as I agreed.
He pointed in the room and told me to stand in front of the desk. I walked in and stood where he told me, he followed me in and shut the door behind him. My heart was beating ten to the dozen, I looked around , it was a proper study, desk, book shelves. This was the real deal.
David sat down at the desk and handed me a document I had to read and sign, it was disclaimer about my stay with him including to accept all forms of punishment he decides fit and also to agree to a full medical examination and any sexual touching he feels necassary. I would be totally owned by him while here.
I signed and handed it back to him, I was know his for the whole of the weekend.
David or should I say the Headmaster then explained to me, punishments would start off mild, but would be progressive, starting with hand spankings, before leading up to getting the cane, which he produced and lay across the desk. I was genuinly frighten at the thought, seeing it for real sending doubts about whether fantasies should stay as fantasies.
The Headmaster got up from behind his desk and walked over to me and told me to stand up, he moved the chair to one side and sat down on it in front of me. I knew this was it, my first punishment.
'Lift up your skirt' he commanded. Nervously I did as he said, revealling the bottle green briefs he had provided.
'Lower your knickers to the top of your thighs' he instructed me. I have never been shy, but suddenly felt myself blush as I did as he said, exposing my shaven pussy to a man of 61.
Again no expresson from him as he looked at my bare slit. He leaned forward and looked at the gusset of my panties.
'These were clean on, just an hour ago!, now they have wet stains?' He looked up at me looking angry. I really didn't know if he was acting or really serious with me. I really felt like I was a naughty girl. He was certainly playing his part well.
He grabbed me by my arm and puled me over his lap. my knickers still around my thighs, my hands on the floor and my bottom exposed over his lap. Without any warning he started smacking my bottom, slowly but hard with his hand. I writhed around on his lap with each smack. I could feel he had a hard-on underneath me, maybe he was more excited than he was letting on. He smacked my bottom going from cheek to cheek and smacking both at the same time. This lasted for about several minutes. My bottom was stinging and I had tears in my eyes. I knew this was as mild as it would get and this was just about bearable.
He told me to stand up and go and stand facing the corner, hands on head, knickers around thighs, exposing my red buttocks. I stood there as I waited his next command. I could here him moving around behind me, but I daren't look around. He certainly had me in fear of him already.
I knew we had the best part of two days together so I knew the punishments would be spaced apart, to give my bottom time to recover. Corner time I would guess would be one of those periods.
'Aimie! turn around and walk to my desk'. I turned around, the Headmaster was sat at his desk, looking stern faced. I walked over, still with my skirt up and knickers around the top of my thighs. He asked me how the spanking was and would I be able to progress. I replied to him and said that I was able to progress.
He nodded his head 'Good! and it will!' 'but as will all new arrivals you must now under go a full medical examination, remove your clothes! all of them!....now!'
I wasn't going to argue with him and started to undress, removing my shoes and socks, the tie and blouse and inching down my skirt and knickers, finally removing my bra. Before standing in front of him totally naked. Still sat at his desk, he looked me up and down, asking me very intimate questions about my sexuall history, asking about previous partners and asking about sexual activities I had indulged in. He got up and walked over to me, still asking questions. He walked behind me and grabbed my breasts with his hands pinching at my nipples as he asked if I like being touched like this. He then ran a finger down my back and between my bum cheeks and touched my anus. 'Do you take it up the ass?' he asked me, but before I could answer, he laughed 'You will before you go home tomorrow! because that's what naughty girls do!'
I was in a state of shock at his at his forward comment, I was excited being told this, my head was spinning with all this happening within an hour of meeting him.
The Headmaster then walked over to his desk and started removing his desk furniture, he then told me to get on and lay on the desk, legs up and apart. He was going to examine my vagina and anus.
......................to be continued
Eventually I found the ideal person, a 61 year old man called David in Bristol, an easy trip on the train from my Exeter home. We had talked online about what we both liked and wanted. We had agreed I would arrive at his house and I would be treated as a schoolgirl at a boarding school and treated as such.
As I travelled up on the train, I had butterflies in my stomach. I was very excited but this was totally new to me and was ot n100% sure about the man I was meeting.
I reached Bristol Temple Meads station and got a cab outside and it took me to the address given, about ten minutes away. As I got out the cab I looked at the house, a large three story town house. Certainly an imposing location. I walked up the steps, the door was ajar, as I was told it would be, I walked in to the hallway. There was a chair at the bottom of the stairs, on it was school uniform, all neatly folded. On top of it was a letter. I read the letter I am told to undress completely where I am stood and change into the uniform supplied, which included underwear. As I undressed I kept looking around to see if I was being watched. The uniform fitted well, the skirt was quite short and tight fitting, certainly shwoing off my figure. At the bottom of the letter I was then told to go up the staircase and wait on the landing until called.
I was so exicted by this, everything I had discussed with David, this was my ultimate fantasy. My heart was pumping as I waited and waited. The anticipation of meeting the Headmaster for the first time was becoming unbearable.
Then a door opened and David appeared, smartly dressed, wearing suit, seeing him for the first time, about six foot tall slim, grey hair, thinning on top. Certainly looked like he could be a Headmaster for real. I smiled at him. He showed no expression as he looked me up and down. I knew from now on, he would be in total charge of me as I agreed.
He pointed in the room and told me to stand in front of the desk. I walked in and stood where he told me, he followed me in and shut the door behind him. My heart was beating ten to the dozen, I looked around , it was a proper study, desk, book shelves. This was the real deal.
David sat down at the desk and handed me a document I had to read and sign, it was disclaimer about my stay with him including to accept all forms of punishment he decides fit and also to agree to a full medical examination and any sexual touching he feels necassary. I would be totally owned by him while here.
I signed and handed it back to him, I was know his for the whole of the weekend.
David or should I say the Headmaster then explained to me, punishments would start off mild, but would be progressive, starting with hand spankings, before leading up to getting the cane, which he produced and lay across the desk. I was genuinly frighten at the thought, seeing it for real sending doubts about whether fantasies should stay as fantasies.
The Headmaster got up from behind his desk and walked over to me and told me to stand up, he moved the chair to one side and sat down on it in front of me. I knew this was it, my first punishment.
'Lift up your skirt' he commanded. Nervously I did as he said, revealling the bottle green briefs he had provided.
'Lower your knickers to the top of your thighs' he instructed me. I have never been shy, but suddenly felt myself blush as I did as he said, exposing my shaven pussy to a man of 61.
Again no expresson from him as he looked at my bare slit. He leaned forward and looked at the gusset of my panties.
'These were clean on, just an hour ago!, now they have wet stains?' He looked up at me looking angry. I really didn't know if he was acting or really serious with me. I really felt like I was a naughty girl. He was certainly playing his part well.
He grabbed me by my arm and puled me over his lap. my knickers still around my thighs, my hands on the floor and my bottom exposed over his lap. Without any warning he started smacking my bottom, slowly but hard with his hand. I writhed around on his lap with each smack. I could feel he had a hard-on underneath me, maybe he was more excited than he was letting on. He smacked my bottom going from cheek to cheek and smacking both at the same time. This lasted for about several minutes. My bottom was stinging and I had tears in my eyes. I knew this was as mild as it would get and this was just about bearable.
He told me to stand up and go and stand facing the corner, hands on head, knickers around thighs, exposing my red buttocks. I stood there as I waited his next command. I could here him moving around behind me, but I daren't look around. He certainly had me in fear of him already.
I knew we had the best part of two days together so I knew the punishments would be spaced apart, to give my bottom time to recover. Corner time I would guess would be one of those periods.
'Aimie! turn around and walk to my desk'. I turned around, the Headmaster was sat at his desk, looking stern faced. I walked over, still with my skirt up and knickers around the top of my thighs. He asked me how the spanking was and would I be able to progress. I replied to him and said that I was able to progress.
He nodded his head 'Good! and it will!' 'but as will all new arrivals you must now under go a full medical examination, remove your clothes! all of them!....now!'
I wasn't going to argue with him and started to undress, removing my shoes and socks, the tie and blouse and inching down my skirt and knickers, finally removing my bra. Before standing in front of him totally naked. Still sat at his desk, he looked me up and down, asking me very intimate questions about my sexuall history, asking about previous partners and asking about sexual activities I had indulged in. He got up and walked over to me, still asking questions. He walked behind me and grabbed my breasts with his hands pinching at my nipples as he asked if I like being touched like this. He then ran a finger down my back and between my bum cheeks and touched my anus. 'Do you take it up the ass?' he asked me, but before I could answer, he laughed 'You will before you go home tomorrow! because that's what naughty girls do!'
I was in a state of shock at his at his forward comment, I was excited being told this, my head was spinning with all this happening within an hour of meeting him.
The Headmaster then walked over to his desk and started removing his desk furniture, he then told me to get on and lay on the desk, legs up and apart. He was going to examine my vagina and anus.
......................to be continued
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