"Please no, pleasssseeee," Jason futilely pleaded.
For Carolyn this was a beautiful experience to be leading him off to her bedroom to be spanked, as he begged and pleaded not to be spanked. For any woman who could watch, it would have to be a soul satisfying experience. To see a beautiful, naked, dominant, younger woman leading an older submissive male off to her bedroom to be spanked, as he pathetically pleaded and begged not to be spanked, would have to be a turn on. Obviously for most males the feeling would be the opposite.
Jason's begging and pleading did him no good as they reached the top of the stairs and turned down the wide hallway towards Carolyn's bedroom. At the end of the hall, before turning into her bedroom, was a wall with a full-length mirror on it. Carolyn had placed it there deliberately so they both could see themselves walking towards the bedroom. For Carolyn it was a triumphant picture to see herself in all her naked and dominant beauty, leading a helpless pleading Jason towards her bedroom for his spanking. She could see the pathetic, helplessly desperate look on his face, which only excited her more.
For Jason it was the opposite. He could see the calm, determined smug look on her face and the sparkle in her eyes. He could also see how foolish he looked, which only added to his humiliation. Worse than the humiliation though, was the rising fear in his heart, especially as he looked ahead and saw her bedroom door coming ever closer and all too quickly. Their images in the mirror and the sight of the bedroom door were the final vision that said it all. There was no longer any doubt that Jason was about to be soundly spanked by his beautiful neighbor.
They reached the door and entered the spacious and well-decorated bedroom. The décor was almost a contradiction to her current demeanor. The room was tastefully decorated in very feminine decor with shades of pink and other pastels and lots of frills. It showed the diversity of Carolyn's personality, who could be very feminine on one hand, but could also be a very dominant woman capable of spanking naughty little boys quite soundly.
Carolyn closed and locked the door behind them in a symbolic gesture. It was her way of saying to Jason: we are now alone in the privacy of my bedroom. There will be no one to help you and I alone will determine when you leave. Jason knew full well the implications of it. Carolyn could now spank him as long and as hard as she wanted to, and there would be no one to help him.
In the center of the room sat a simple straight backed upholstered chair which Carolyn affectionately, called the spanking chair. Beside the chair sat a small wooden paddle and more importantly a wooden backed hairbrush made out of oak. Carolyn believed that all the simple but important elements were there for a good sound spanking. She firmly believed that a beautiful naked dominant woman, a naked submissive naughty little boy, a straight-backed chair, and a good wooden hairbrush were all that was needed for a good spanking session.
Carolyn led Jason over to the spanking chair and sat down with Jason standing helplessly by her side. Jason looked down at her sitting there in all her naked beauty but his eyes focused on her smooth bare thighs that he would soon be lying naked over. Carolyn looked up at him and smiled confidently as she took hold of his left arm.
Even as Jason continued to beg and plead, "Please don't spank me Ms. Swanson please don't." She calmly pulled his naked body down over her bare thighs.
Now that Carolyn had him where she wanted him she spent a moment adjusting his naked body into the perfect spanking position. When she was done his head, arms, and chest hung down on her left side and his legs down her right side. She was careful to position his thighs on her right thigh so that his legs stuck out and could not touch the floor. His legs would now be free to kick around when he was being spanked. His bare behind was now planted between her left and right bare thigh, and in the perfect position to be smacked.
Carolyn looked straight ahead to the wall in front of her. On that wall was a large full-length extra wide mirror that she had specifically installed for this purpose. When she looked into the mirror she could see Jason's naked body lying helplessly like a naughty little boy over her bare thighs. When she started to spank him she would be able to see his naked body squirming and wiggling as the smacks landed on his bare behind.
Unfortunately for Jason, the mirror had a purpose for him as well, and one that he didn't like. Whenever Carolyn spanked him, he had to turn his head towards the mirror so he could see himself being spanked, and see his naked body reacting. This only added to his feeling of humiliation as he could see first hand how foolish he looked. Making it worse he would have to make eye contact with Carolyn as she looked into the mirror. This would serve as a constant reminder that she was also seeing how foolish he looked, adding even more embarrassment for him.
Even before his spanking would begin, they would both see the same sight but from a different perspective. As they both looked in the mirror they both could see that Jason really did look like a naughty little boy ready to be spanked. The site pleased Carolyn, but humiliated Jason. Carolyn could see the helpless, pathetic, fearful look in Jason's eyes, and he could see the look of pleasure and excited anticipation in hers.
As their eyes met in the mirror poor Jason tried to plead off one last time, "Please don't spank me Ms Swanson pleassseeeee!!"
For Carolyn, and anybody who understands the Dominant/submissive relationship, the psychology of the moment was as important as the discipline spanking that was about to happen. As their eyes met, their souls touched, and they both knew the reality of the relationship, and also knew the other one knew it. Jason the older submissive had psychologically yielded control to his Dominant younger female neighbor.
They both knew he had been a naughty little boy that deserved to be soundly spanked and she was the woman to give it to him. They both knew it was going to be a good long hard spanking and that was the way it was supposed to be. They also knew Carolyn would enjoy it as much as Jason hated it. Carolyn could spank him as hard and for as long as she wanted to and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.
Carolyn waited a moment wanting to savor the moment and the intense satisfaction it gave her. She had Jason right where she wanted him, lying naked like a naughty little boy over her bare thighs, and ready to be spanked. She had exercised true control over him and had completely humiliated him. Any vestige he had of being a macho man had totally evaporated. He had been reduced to a helpless, frightened, submissive, naughty little boy. There was only one thing left to complete his subjugation to her, his actual spanking.
As Jason watched helplessly, Carolyn raised her right hand high in the air and brought it down quickly, landing with a loud smack on his left bare bottom cheek. Although it was only her hand, it still stung, and his naked body reacted squirming against her own naked body. Carolyn loved to see the look in his eyes as her hand landed on his bare behind. Before he could fully recover she was already landing another smack on his right bare bottom cheek, and again his naked body reacted.
Carolyn quickly settled into a pattern of landing quick hard smacks all over Jason's unprotected bare behind. It took very little time before Jason's naked body began to squirm uncomfortably against her naked body, as smack after smack of her hand landed on his bare behind. This was of course, why Carolyn wanted them both naked for his spanking. She could both see and feel his naked body squirming and wiggling against hers, and it would let her know how well she was getting through to him. The harder and longer her smacks became the harder and faster his naked body would squirm and wiggle against hers.
Jason could also see and feel his naked body squirming and wiggling as he was being spanked, but obviously felt quite different about it. He could see how foolish he looked as he squirmed and wiggled, but could not help himself. He also searched her eyes for some sign of mercy but found none. Instead, he saw a calm woman who was bound and determined to give him the spanking he deserved, and enjoy every second of it.
Carolyn enjoyed hand spanking him for several reasons. She loved the sound and feel of bare flesh smacking a bare behind. She also considered it a more intimate experience between Dominant and submissive when using just her bare hand. It was just she and he, and she loved it. There was, however, a more important reason for it. Carolyn loved having him in this position, and she knew that although her hand would sting his bare behind, it would not cause as much damage as a paddle or hairbrush. Consequently, she could have him lying naked over her bare thighs and spanking him a lot longer, then with a hairbrush or paddle.
