For years she has wondered what it would be like to get a spanking. She loved reading erotic stories were someone would receive a spanking. It didn't matter if it was over someone's knee, or bent over a piece of furniture or holding up against a wall. They always resulted in her shooting large amounts of cum into her panties.
She tried watching videos online, but they always seemed to either barely pat the person's ass or be so hard and furious that the person was bruised and sometimes bleeding. Those videos never seemed to do it, so she relied on the stories.
She had tried reaching back and spanking her own ass. While it created a fun sting, she could tell she changed the strike of her hand with her hesitation. She even tried to find some kind of spanking machine, but had no luck there.
She often would look through online festish sites for people into spankings. She loved seeing the boys, girls, and gurls laying across someone's lap with their hand raised ready to deliver the blow. She even saw some pictures where a hand print was visible on someone's ass. She got excited at those.
She had sent a few messages to users who had that listed spanking as one of their interests, but they either were very timid in their conversations or they were way too into impact for her. One that she thought was promising left her hanging after he read her profile and found out she was a sissy and not a real woman. She resigned herself to this activity remaining in the fantasy category. She didn't like it, but she also knew how to protect herself.
Then one day she was talking to her friend Monica about it. She had read her stories about spankings, and while they were fantasies more in tune with beating than spanking, she thought maybe Monica would know someone into it more like she was.
Monica and her met online and chatted for a while and became friends fairly soon. Lisa was surprised at how much she found herself sharing with her, but really enjoyed the chats. She loved how sexual Monica could be and how much she sparked her creativity, but she also found comfort in the non sexual ways they interacted.
Her trust and comfort with Monica was sealed when one day she offered her husband to be Lisa's first time with a man. It was an amazing time for her, and they too seemed to have enjoyed it. With that closeness comes a level of understanding someone, so Monica was not surprised when Lisa brought it up.
"I've been thinking alot about spankings lately. Even more since your husband slapped my ass," Lisa said with a smile of remembrance of that night.
"I have tried hitting up people here but either they are simps playing at being dominant, or they are way over the top for me. Do you know anyone who is not looking to beat someone black and blue who is willing to teach someone how to enjoy spanking? "
"Maybe. Do you want it to be a man or a woman?"
"I think a woman will be better. Men are rough but they also don't often seem to be able to know how much is wanted or needed."
"Well some are very good at knowing that, but I can understand your choice. What are you wanting from this," Monica asked.
"I'm not looking for a punishment. I want someone who can spank me in an erotic way. I want to feel it a bit, maybe make me cry a little. I want a small stinging sensation when it's over, just like in the stories"
Monica laughed reading that. Sometimes Lisa was all girl.
"So you want someone to paddle your butt, but in a loving way that will have you wanting more. You want to cry, but not bawl like a baby, you want your ass to hurt, but only briefly, and you want it to be sexy?"
"Exactly, you so get it. So do you have anyone you can suggest?"
"I think I know someone, but I have to talk it over with them first. I'll let you know."
They continued talking for a while, but the subject was dropped. Over the next couple if days, every time Lisa would talk with her, she was desperate to ask if she talked to her friend. Most nights her fantasies were a blur of spankings and being used as a cum dump.
It was about four days later when Monica sent her the message she'd been waiting for.
"I have it all set up for you doll. To help keep you feeling safe, it will be at my house. Hubby is out so no men around to interrupt her spanking your ass."
"Does she know I am a first timer and what I want?"
"Yes she does. She had some fun ideas to add to it if you're open to it."
"Like what?"
She has a few toys she would like to use on you after her hand gets tired. Don't worry, they aren't giant belts and your cute little ass will be the only target."
"I don't know if I am ready for more than a hand."
"If not, that's OK. Just let her know if you want to try more. She said she would have the toys out for you to see, but wouldn't touch them, or ask about using them unless you told her to use them."
Lisa let her breath out easier. Her nerves were that a bundle of excitement for something new and terrified of something new. She trusted Monica and knew she would never let anyone really hurt her. She was glad it was going to be at her home. Monica was right, it did make her feel safer.
Monica went on to tell her to come to her house around 5 tomorrow. She told her to wear sexy lingerie, but the outer clothes didn't matter in case she was coming from work.
***
It was just after 5 when Lisa pulled up. She did have to come from work, but wearing her black bra, panties, and stocking under her suit had her feeling sexy all day. A herd of butterflies made camp in her stomach as she got out of the car. She took a moment to steady herself and then headed to the door.
Monica hugged her tight when she opened the door. She led her to the kitchen where two glasses of wine were waiting for them. That was a sweet touch Lisa thought.
They talked about their day and Lisa found the combination of mundane chatting and wine was calming her nerves some. After they started their second glass of wine, Monica suggested they head back to the bedroom to get Lisa ready for her night. She assured her that Lisa would feel very safe tonight and that Monica would be there the whole time.
Lisa undressed and Monica gave her a little whistle. "God your ass is sexy in that."
Lisa giggled, but stood a little straighter feeling good that she was sexy. Monica helped her with very light make up and played with her hair a bit. Monica's phone chimed, it was 6pm.
"Right on time. Why don't you go stand over there," she said pointing at the empty wall by the bathroom door. "Face the wall and bend like your were looking into a pot on the stove. Put your hands high above you against the wall. That way your cute little ass will be the first thing anyone sees."
With that, Monica left the room. Lisa strained to hear what was going on. She heard the door open and heard Monica invite someone in. She couldn't make anything else out at all. She was getting sore from holding this position and hoped it wouldn't be much longer.
It felt like hours, but was probably less than ten minutes when she heard Monica say, "She back here in the bedroom"
Lisa had small trembles coursing through her. She felt tiny shaking in both her arms and legs. She knew she was safe, but she always felt this way before being seen as Lisa by someone new.
Lisa wanted to turn and look at the woman Monica had trusted with this, but she was too nervous to move. She felt a fingernail touch the bottom of her neck and shivered as the finger traced it's way down her spine, stopping at the end of the tailbone at the top of her ass crack.
Lisa closed her eyes as the woman did this. She didn't trust herself not to get dizzy, plus it allowed her to enhance the sensation of the touch. The woman gave her a gentle pat on the ass. It was loving and gentle. Lisa had relaxed just a little when she felt a firm smack of the woman's hand against her ass.
Lisa jumped forward a little. She yelped out, but also quickly realized outside of a very light sting, there was no pain. Her cock however had risen with the stroking and the pats. It responded even more in to the smack.
"Lisa, I want you to turn around."
Monica's voice was different again. Almost the same tone as she used in the bathroom at the hotel...Lisa slipped a little mentally and meekly turned around.
Monica stood there in a very sexy white lingerie set. Her breasts beautifully displayed in the bralette she wore. Her nipples poking firmly against the white lace. She was wearing white stockings that hugged her legs in all the right ways. Lisa noticed that Monica had on red nail polish, which differed from her normal pinks. Her panties were a cute t-back pair that were all white. It looked like her panties were a little wet in the crotch...one of the reasons Lisa wore black panties, to hide better her fluids.
Lisa paused for a moment. Where was the woman? She scanned the room. She saw a few toys, looked like a flogger with many fringes, a riding crop, a paddle with the word slut written in mirror image, a ping pong paddle, and a bottle of aloe, but there was no other woman in the room.
Her face must have shown her confusion as Monica let out a little laugh.
"No doll, there is no one else. I couldn't let someone else do this to you. I wanted to be the one who got to cause that cute ass to turn pink and red."
"Take off your panties and give them to me."
I did as I was told. I peeled off my panties and handed them over to her. Monica smelled them and looked closely at them.
