My name is Matt, I'm an expatriate Australian who has been living in NY for about five years. What I do for a living doesn't really matter as far as this story is concerned because it is about one of my social interests – spanking.
I have been going to the specialist spanking clubs in NY just about all the time I've been here and I have to admit I'm bored. The same old faces keep turning up night after night, I've spanked and been spanked by just about all the women who turn up to these clubs and I almost stayed home tonight – as it turned out I'm very glad that I came out. (no double meaning intended!)
I was sitting at the bar my eyes roaming the room, all the usual extroverts were there, showing off in their usual manner but not attracting my interest in the slightest.
I had just about admitted to myself that it was going to be a dud evening when the door opened and my hopes for the night were immediately raised.
She stood in the doorway, obviously unsure of herself, it was almost as if she was debating whether to enter or leave. Spying a vacant barstool next to me she decided to enter and crossed the room heading towards me. She was a vision to behold. A brunette with a great figure and a lovely face she gave out an air of confidence which I soon found out was just bravado.
She sat on the stool next to me and ordered a glass of wine. I was drinking my favourite beer, a Victoria Bitter imported all the way from my home town – Melbourne, Australia.
She glanced at the bottle and remarked, "Victoria Bitter? I haven't heard of that before, where is it from?"
In my best Aussie accent I answered, "Actually it's from Australia, I prefer it to our best known export beer which is Fosters Lager, by the way my name's Matt."
"I'm Vicky," she replied, "What a great accent you have, I haven't spoken to an Australian before."
"I guess not many of us work in NY, work permits are pretty hard to obtain," I said, "I must admit I've had to work hard on retaining my accent as the NY way of speaking is so different, and easy to pick up. I haven't seen you here before have I?"
"No, it's my first time, I must admit that I have a few butterflies in my stomach, there are quite a few strange people here aren't there?"
"Oh most of them are pretty harmless," I said trying to put this lovely lady at ease, "There are a few weirdoes to watch out for who are into the real hard S & M but once you learn the ropes you can soon sort out the wheat from the chaff. What's your interest Vicky? What brings you here tonight?"
Vicky seemed to relax a bit, "Well Matt, I have had a lifelong interest in spanking, my husband spanks me but he's not really into it and I finally talked him into letting me come to this club to see what it's all about. Actually I nearly chickened out and didn't come in but since I've been talking to you I'm glad I did."
"Thank you Vicky, I must admit that I was about to go home until I saw you standing in the doorway, I'm so glad that this stool was free, perhaps that is an omen for the night?"
"Personally I don't believe in accidents," Vicky stated, "So you're probably right Matt, what is your interest in spanking?"
"Well my main interest is to give spankings, I'm basically dominant but not in a cruel way at all, I also like to occasionally receive a spanking when the mood is right so I do have a submissive side. But with all my spankings whether giving or receiving I like to make them sensuous and fun, I'm not into this master/slave stuff. I've no argument with those who are, I believe that whatever turns you on is OK, as long as it is understood that all limits will be respected. As far as I'm concerned all play must be safe, sane and consensual."
Vicky smiled for the first time, I was entranced. "I like your outlook on this spanking stuff Matt. You know I have never spanked anyone, never even considered it, it may be fun."
I ordered Vicky another drink and we chatted on, enjoying each others company. She asked me how long had I had an interest in spanking? I told her of being in high school aged about.13 and a lady teacher wrongly humiliated me in front of the whole class. Later that day she found out she was completely wrong and to my surprise apologized privately to me. That night in bed I was so angry, all I wanted to do was punish her for making a fool of me. Then later when I looked at Playboy and Penthouse magazines I was more interested in the girl's arses than elsewhere. Later still I found special books and magazines devoted to spanking and then the internet which opened a whole new world.
After a while I decided to test the waters and asked, "Vicky, when you came here tonight was your intention just to look or were you actually hoping to be spanked?"
"Look I really don't know Matt," Vicky replied, "My original intention was just to look and IF I found the right person maybe get a spanking, as you know I've never been spanked by a real enthusiast."
"This place has some small private rooms out the back that can be hired for spankings Vicky, but they are not very clean and the walls are thin. My place is not far from here, if you would like to come there I would love to give you a spanking and if you want to, you can spank me! There does not have to be any sexual contact at all, we just swap a good spanking and then I'll take you home to you husband." I could see that Vicky was interested so I went on, "Look I have to go to the men's room, have a think while I'm there, OK?"
Vicky nodded and smiled at me as I left her sitting on the stool, I was relieved to see her still there on my return.
Before I could say anything Vicky spoke, "Well Matt, I've come this far and I really like you so the answer to your question is yes, I have been thinking about this for many years and I want you to make my fantasy come true."
"Fantastic Vicky, you won't be sorry I can assure you, although you may not be able to sit comfortably for a while!"
Vicky went to the Ladies room to 'tidy up' and we left the club and walked hand in hand the couple of blocks to my apartment in the cool Spring night. As we walked we spoke of a code word and I assured her that she was free to leave at any time. I wanted Vicky to be as confident as possible that this would be an enjoyable, safe and uplifting experience. Finally we arrived at my address and rode in silence in the lift up to my apartment on the fourth floor.
As I opened the door Vicky gave me a smile and said, "You know Matt, I feel as if I have known you for some time. I feel good about coming here tonight and I'm looking forward to going over your knees."
"That's great Vicky, I'm looking forward to giving and receiving a spanking, would you like a drink or anything?" I inquired as I showed her into my lounge.
"No nothing thanks Matt, just let's get on with it, who's going to get spanked first?" Vicky replied with a slight tremor to her voice.
"Let's toss for it!" I said, pulling a coin from my pocket, " Heads I spank you, tails you spank me!"
I handed the coin to Vicky who gave me another nervous grin then spun the coin into the air catching it deftly in her right hand. She slapped the coin down on the back of her left hand and covered it with her right. Again a nervous grin then Vicky displayed the coin.
"Oh God it's heads, I guess I get spanked first. Two out of three? Please Matt? I suddenly feel really nervous." she said with a tremor in her voice.
"No, heads it is Vicky, you get spanked first." I replied gently, sitting myself on the sofa. "Look if you want to pull out it's OK, you can go if you really want to, but I'd really like you to stay, I think you'll regret it if you go home without being spanked. You've come this far, face your fears Vicky, come on over my knees."
Vicky nodded, she knew that this was decision time. She took a deep breath and took the few necessary steps to stand beside me, I patted my legs and she laid herself over my knees. The time for conversation had come to an end, now it was time for action!
I moved Vicky so that her legs were being supported by the sofa and she could rest her head on her arms. My left hand rested in the centre of her back while my right hand gently stroked circles on her bottom.
"Ready Vicky?" I asked and she nodded her acceptance.
My hand reached down and grasped the hem of her loose fitting skirt which I slowly raised uncovering a vision of loveliness which took my breath away. Slim, perfectly shaped calves and thighs covered in stockings, no pantyhose thank God, this lady had come prepared for a spanking. Her lovely bum was partially covered by lace panties. I placed the skirt over her back and my hand settled on her right buttock. A low moan came from Vicky as I slid my hand under the edge of her panties and then pulled them up into the crack between her legs. Another moan as I repeated the uncovering of her left buttock. I now had plenty of skin to smack while Vicky retained her modesty. My hand roamed in circles over her perfectly smooth skin, Vicky was a spanker's delight.
As usual my first spanks were quite light and covered all the bared skin as well as Vicky's upper thighs. I like to warm up my spankees gradually and the longer the spanking takes the more I enjoy it, and hopefully, so does the lady lying across my lap. There was no sound from Vicky as the quiet smacks continues to land.
Slowly but surely the spanks fell harder. A few "ohs" and "ahs" came from Vicky, they were sounds of pleasure, not sounds of pain. Her lovely skin started to change from it's luminescent white to a pale shade of pink. One of the things I love about spanking is the change of color of the buttocks as the spanking proceeds.
I paused and asked Vicky if she was OK before I made the spanks started to hurt. She turned her head back to me just nodded and grinned, she was enjoying the experience!
The next spank was firmer and brought an "Ouch" from Vicky, I smiled to myself and began to cover the pink skin with firm whacks. Vicky started to wriggle a bit on my lap which was having the usual effect on my cock, there was no doubt I would need some relief in that area later tonight.
I continued to spank harder, "Yikes, Ouch, Owww," came from Vicky as her skin continued to change to a deeper pink. I loved watching the ripple effect as her skin bowed under my hand and then bounced back to its natural shape.
"Shit, this is so fucking good Matt, Ahhhh, this is a real turn on for me, this is the best, Ouch, spanking I've ever had," Vicky cried.
I paused for a minute to survey my work, all of Vicky's bum and her upper thighs were now a lovely shade of bright pink. Vicky voiced no objection as I placed my hand under the elastic of her panties, eased them out of her crack and pulled them down over her thighs and knees which she bent so I could easily take the panties off over her feet. Again no objection as I parted her thighs bringing her pussy into view.
"Whack" – "Yeeeeow!" The spanking continued, the pink skin slowly turned red. Every spank was bringing a verbal reaction now and Vicky's wriggling was quite strong. I held my left hand firmly to keep her in position as my right hand continued to rise and fall, with a slight pause between each spank. Her lovely arse was now bright red and my spanks were almost as hard as I could give. I cursed myself for not having my hairbrush handy as my hand was now stinging.
I heard a few sobs coming from Vicky but kept on spanking – hard. Some of her language was very unladylike but nothing I hadn't heard before.
Finally, "Mercy, please Matt, mercy," Vicky cried out.
