Spanked by my Aunty and Uncle 3: Jenny and Lizzy are spanked and caned by Miss Thompson
About this deal
After a talk about this my mother told me that if I wanted to go through with this, she would gladly put me over her knees and spank my bare bottom like a naughty little boy. She sat down on my bed, pulled my pants down, and put me over her lap and told me to be still. I remember staying there for a few moments as she tried to position me and get her belt ready. I knew it was some sort of spanking but did not know what was happening or why was I left dangling. Again, she told me to stay still and stop moving. Then it happened again. She told me what a bad boy I was for taking so long to get ready and missing the bus, and reminded me about my warning and consequences. I was in my room not even half dressed, and still had to get ready to leave, with heavy, poring rain outside! I’d have to stay home and go to school after lunch with the bus then, she told me. I watched nervously as she took off her belt.
I read through some of these comments here and looks like you have got some good ideas about how to go about this. Here is another idea. Remember the tried old game of Truth or Dare? If you get the chance to spend the night there after babysitting or something like that, stay up talking for awhile, like the guy advised in the comment below, ask her if she wants to play the game. Here’s how. First, think about a recent incident at home where your parents needed to discipline you through usual means as you described, such as taking away your cell, grounding etc. Be prepared to talk about this with her at a later point when the opportunity arises. I began to wiggle around as my bottom was beginning to sting a little. The heat was growing in my bottom making it very uncomfortable.Alright Megan 10 minutes in the corner and your punishment will be done. Go ahead and stand up. No rubbing." I never had an orgasm from any of the spankings I got, but for days after I'd be thinking about it. What I'm trying to say, is your not abnormal or anything, in fact I bet it's more common than people would like to admit.
This would put you in a position where once again she is responsible for your care, and you would have to answer to her, giving more opportunity to engage in deep conversations or even get into trouble with her again!Today my wife has taken over the responsabilities of spanking me and uses a solid wooden bathbrush to punish me with. She was the closest one I could come to think of giving me the spanking I soo wanted. After many days of thinking about it, I finally decided
Stand up Megan, do not touch your bottom we are not done yet. I believe a few from the ruler will help you remember this lesson." In other words, the emphasis here is on your aunt, and more importantly, your childhood experiences with her, especially when it comes to spanking. As stated in my earlier comment, I am a therapist and in my professional opinion these intimate experiences with her in your childhood years, meaning the spanking, are now meshing with other feelings you have now as a young man. The desire for **, intimacy, to be with someone who is close to you, or someone who loves and understands you. The fascination is strange. I had cousins who were spanked like that and I thought it was a lie because my parents never did that. How embarrassing!-I thought. I had been spanked over my pants but never bare; I couldn't even imagine it. My aunt was a bossy woman and ran that house so I could see her administering a spanking but I somehow thought that I was immune from her because I wasn't her kid.I am a submissive **. My wife, was kind of disgusted when I let on to her about my fetish. She did indulge me by spanking and paddling me. Not on the bare she did not want to hurt or damage me. Over time though she did warm to whipping me and being dominant and even sadistic although she would always make comments like this is what you wanted. One of the outcomes was really improved communication. Talking about what excited each of us and what we were concerned about an so on. In these discussions I was able to talk about my submissive side and that included that when these ** activities were happening, I did not want to be asked. I wanted to be told. The next thing was that I know that in the ** world the concept of a safe word is important. For my wife, me calling out for her to stop was enough to make her stop. She is right into the idea that no means no. Also she would stop if I screamed. Even though I would fantasize about her whipping me so hard that I was screaming and begging her to stop. But in reality I would never be able to hold position and would jump up and beg her to stop. We decided that she would indulge me but knew of these weaknesses of mine so we bought a ** so I could scream into it and she would not hear it so loud or so clear and she would tie me to the bed. By this time she was OK seeing the physical damage, the welts and bruising because she knew that it healed and I had asked for it. It's called BDSM. You like being submissive. Pain and passion are two sides of one coin. I had that feeling when I was 6 when I watched something on TV I shouldn't really be watching. You don't have anything to worry about. You are completely normal. Although you feel turned on being strapped, what your mom did was abuse. You can talk to someone about that instead.