All Comments on 'My First Spanking Experience'

I'm impressed. A first person account of what it's like to be thoroughly, roughly, spanked. If this was non-fiction - it was very good; if it was fiction - it was still very good.

Thank you.

I so need to have a similar experience.

This story is so hot! I've fantasized for years about getting a real sexual spanking, but I've never read a real hands-on account of the different stages one goes through. Thank you for sharing. I imagine my first time will be as emotionally intense as yours-I just hope I can take as much as I want to when the time comes.

I'm without real life experience of my own, at least not of this more extreme end of the spectrum. I thouroughly enjoyed reading about yours. I also currently have a couple of stories on the boil that feature spanking, a particular 'interest' of mine. This real life example has encouraged me to push the boundary further in my story, and I'm excited about where my mind is taking me. Thank you.

Please get someone to edit your stories. You write some very erotic prose but it gets spoilt by not structuring your paragraphs correctly. Golden rule when writing is to (generally) avoid word repetition. Your introductory paragraph contains the above repitions that detract from the message - i.e. she can't sit down because her arse has just been turned the colour of a rosy apple and hurts like hell! In fact, it would have been better to write something like...'I sat my naked bottom gingerly on the soft silk cushion as only hours before it had been deliciously tortured by the kiss of a cane...' Now come to think of it, wouldn't that make a great start to a Literotica competition?

Wow, would I love todo that! My husband hardly ever even touches me, only when hes horny. Wham, Bam Thank you Madam is whatI get!

It is indeed completely diferent when you read about spanking and when you receive spanking on your bare bottom. After a five years in marrage I founded a way to confess to my wife that I want to be spanked. I ve received spanking always before sex. But first time as I was spanked, I felt it isn't romantic. It pains, but it turns me on.

to Lucky You!

Your Husband needs to get a clue!

My Hubby touches me everyday! :-)

You and your husband are lucky to have experienced this first time. You now need to get some implements to really heighten the feelings. Canes are a bit over the top but paddles and straps work nicely. Enjoy yourselves

Realblueyes

Excellent account of a hard spanking. I love to spank my wife, but we have only ever done play spankings. This gives me an idea of what it would be like to take it further.

You should proof read a bit more carefully; there are some very avoidable errors. I'm also puzzled as to why it's getting comments now when it was written and posted in 2005; that's not a problem, it just seems a bit odd.

Spankings ARE corporal punishment! They hurt and continue to hurt for a long time after. That's the purpose. To remind you that you have been punished. Very few people actually enjoy that kind of pain. Maybe you're one. Next time, get a paddle. It spreads out the contact area, makes a good sound and doesn't hurt your boyfriends hand. You also don't run the chance of breaking the skin on your butt like you do getting beat with a belt. OUCH!

I was a physical training at a local gym and I’m 22 years old 5 11’ and in great shape less than 2%bbody fat. I meet him because I was assigned to him as his training. Mike was a registered male nurse and in great shape himself. After about three months of being his trainer we started dating. He been such a gentleman to me, he even respected the face that I was saving myself for marriage and he has never pressured me about sex. He always keeps his promises which is what I always respected about him. We’ve been dating about six months now and he was going out of town for about week and needed a house sitter. He has a customer car he’s been customizing for the past few years and told me before he left that if I touch his car he blister my butt until I could sit for a week. I responded that I total understand and I would do the same thing if it were my car. While he was out of town, I found his keys and took his car for a ride with my girlfriends. Sure enough while it was parked in the parking lot it was hit by someone else. Insurance took care of it but I than tried to lie to him over the phone about it. I felt so bad about it, I agreed to take the punishment whoopin from him to clear the air and make things right between us, he was so upset it took him about a week to calm down enough for us to talk about it, about a week after that I went over his place and I decided to accept what was coming or so I thought.

He asked me to lower my britches. “Ok, let’s get your britches down!”

“Mike I’m not taking off my cloths, I’m not going to be naked for this!”

“First, I’m not telling you, you have to be naked. I’m not telling you to take off your cloths, I’m only telling you to take few of them down. I’m not paddling your pants, I’m paddling you, you thought you were too big for your britches, joy riding in my car than try to lie about it, and the only way for you learn you’re not is to lower your britches. I had you house sit for me while I was out of town and I told you that if you touch my car that I’d bust your butt. Now hand me the paddle and lower them.”

I let out a big sigh of protest, I felt so bad that I let him down and I know that I broke our trust but since I was going to get accept this I was going to try to prove to him I can take it, “fine but you’re not going to make me cry!” As I handed it to him.

Than he told me, "We’ll see about that, now let’s get to the bare issues here shall we. You busted my car now I’m going to bust your butt, I’m going to keep my promise, I’m sorry honey."

I am wearing my usually jeans at the time which I likes to wear with my cowboy boots. I slowly undo my belt buckle as I am trying to talk him out of paddling me bare. Got the flap of my belt out from the front loop of my jeans and started to pull to unhook it loose. Asking him “do I really haft too take’m down, I mean. . .?”

He interrupted me, “honey your jeans didn’t do anything, I’m paddling your butt not your jeans. I’m sorry honey but it has to be this way.”

I swallowed hard, “ohhhh” letting out a whimper as I pulled a little and got my belt unhooked, pulled it out of his buckle and was about to start with the button of my jeans. “But Mike, I really don’t think. . .”

He interrupted me again, got up stepped towards me reaching out and placing his hand my hands looking me straight in the eyes, “honey, it is going to going to be ok, I promise you that I will not take advantaged you, I gave you a promise and I mean to keep it. This isn’t going to be about sex but it’s about respect. I have always kept my promise and you know this, I will take care of you afterwards, that’s what the lotion on the table is for, I love you and I just want what’s best for you and us. “

This was the first time he said he loved me, my lips started to stammering. My heart melted, I threw my arms around him almost started to cry right then and there telling him I was so sorry about what I did.

Holding me tightly he said, “I know honey, I know, but unfortunately I still have to keep another promise, you know me I always keep my word, so please no more arguments about this, ah?”

Looked directly at him and nodded. I stepped backed and asked him if I can have a pillow to hang on too with my hands. He went to his bedroom and returned with two pillows. He sat back down on the chair. With deep sigh, another whimper and lips stammering I slowing unsnap it the bottom of my jeans. Stopped for second.

Looking into his eyes, “I love you too Mike and I do trust you!” I started to slowly unzip my zipper, put my thumbs on the inside of my jeans and hesitated again.

In a very calm voice he said, “it’ll be already, I have sisters and you don’t have anything that I haven’t already seen.”

I slowly lowered them to just below my butt cheeks and hesitated again look at him hopefully it would be far enough.

“All the way down, honey, all the way down! I’m sorry but it has to be all the way.”

Whimpering again, I slightly bent over pushing my jeans down to my where they bunched up at my knees. Stood up in with just my superman bikini panties ups and look directly into his eyes. “Mike can we just. . . .” as I tried to protest.

Again and he said, “you are going to bear through this situation and but in this sense I mean bare, now you are going to have to get them down too, honey, all the way, come on, I understand that you are embarrassed but that’s the whole point.”

Let a whimper and said, “oh man this is going to going to sting isn’t!” I slowly moved my thumbs into the waist band of my panties and slowly started to pushed them down too.

“Well, it’s a whoopin it supposed to hurt honey but I very proud of you for accepting it and your superman panties are cute and even though you’re my little supergirl, I’m going to have to give a super spanking.”

I slowly pushed them to my knees and stood up covering myself, I was so embarrassed, jeans at my and panties to my knees standing there in front of the man whom I love ready to take a the whoopin of my life. I was scared and yet I also felt a sense of trust towards Mike, a bond that was there that I couldn’t explain. I hobbled forward to his side, lips still stammering as I asked for the pillow to huge.

“please do everything you can to keep your arms and hands around the pillow” he said, “so I don’t want to hit them accidentally.

“I will honey, I’m really sorry about what I did and. . . “

He motioned with his hand and calmly interrupted and “I know honey, now, no sense putting it off more than we have too, alright, let’s get to the bottom of things and move on, ok?" Then handed me the pillow.

I sighs, nodded and took the pillow hugged and turned over his knee. I took a pillow and started to huge it as he adjust me. He rest the wooden paddle on my backside and ask me the final question.

"Honey, do you believe that if I paddle blisters into your backside that you won’t take my car or lie to me again?"

I wait for at least half a minute trying to stall to see if there was any way he might change his mind.

“Kimmmmm, I’m waiting?”

Whimpering, “ohhh, how many am I going to get,” I asked.

“As many as it takes, how did I say I was going to paddle you for lying and taking my car without permission?

I hesitated again, “Honey, you need to answer me!”

I swallowed hard again, “you said you’d paddle blisters into my butt until I can’t sit for a week.”

“Ok, than how many are you going to get than, Kim?”

“ooooo, I don’t know?”

“Thanks right, now I’m going to ask you again, do you believe that if I paddle you backside that you won’t take my things or lie to me again?"

Feeling the flatness of the wood paddle resting on my bare butt, I swallowed again, I said, “Ok, ok, but please don’t spank that hard, I’m really sorry!”

“So is that a yes?”

Waited for few seconds more, just trying to stall. I was so embarrass being over his knee, having my pants down like this and having this conversation. I must have been quite a cite.

He taped my butt with the paddle lightly, “Kimmmm?”

Figured that I might as well get it over with, “ok, yes, yes, I won’t lie or take your car ever again, I’m really sorry Mike, I don’t have to count them do I?” With that, he raised the paddle.

“I sorry I have to do this Kim, and no you don’t have to count, I doubt you will be able to count that fast!” I let out a whimper which let him know that I was ready.

Couldn’t believe it, there were no warm ups, no pauses between swats. From start to finish it was spanking as hard and fast as he could. He made sure he got every inch of my backside, from the top to the bottom to at least one paddle width underneath. Ensuring that he give my bottom no rest between swats. At first I was so determined not to cry or yell, but I couldn’t take anymore .

“oochie oochie oochie!” I straighten up my entire body, crossed my legs and squirmed, clinches and unclenched.

“ok, ok ok, I can’t, I can’t I can’t!” squeezing my pillow tighter and tighter as I and started kicking like crazy.

Whack after whack, fast and hard and there was no signs of him letting up.

“ouchi, ouchi, ouchi, ouheeeeeeee!” I lost all ability to make actual words. I bit into the pillow and I just seem to loss all sense of thinking. I just remember how sting and painfully that dam paddle was smacking my backside. All I could was just scream at the top of my lungs load and long and ruthenic bursts of whaling. I was tried to get up. He stopped for second lifted my body and put me over one knee put his leg and scissor lock mine. I was nearly bent in half now.

“Nope, we aren’t done yet!” As he continued to the flurries of swats. The swats were coming so hard I couldn’t breathe.

I was crying and screaming in searing pain as the paddle smack my backside and upper thighs. I let go of the pillow and started scratching and pounding the floor trying to pull myself forward to no avail. He kept his pace up still whacking as hard and as fast as he could. He was paddling the living daylights out of me. I than starting hammering my fist to the floor, thrashing my head about and screaming profusely and crying out of control. When it over I was bawling out of control with hiccups and noise was running profusely. My eyes were buffy, read and my face was full of tears. I was literally bawling like a child. He let me up and I stood straight up doing what he called the spanking hop. Jumping up and down holding, rubbing her backside and crying like all get out. After I claimed down enough he stood up set the paddle down and out stretched his arms for me to come to him. My hair was a mess, my backside blistered, pants to my boots, panties still to my knees, trying to get my breathing be under control (smaller hiccups crying), I hobbled over to him and started crying all over again in his arms as I was trying to rub the sting away. True to his word, I blistered my butt and upper thighs, he had paddled me good and hard. I never felt so vulnerable and secure at the same time as I did just then. I just stood in his arm for what seem like forever until I could breathe normal.

My butt sore and was still stinging. “I love you and I don’t want to have to do that again.” He said, “would you like me to put some lotion on you before you get your pants back up?”

This time I threw my arms around him again, nodded and started crying again and in between hiccups, I said “I’m so sorry I took your car and tried to lie about it. I won’t ever do that again Mike.” This was the first time my boyfriend paddled me, first time he saw me bare butt, and I never touched his car without permission or lied to him again.

It seems it was more about learning your limits and a personal self test. I think the people coming down on your partner don't get it he had no idea what was going thru your mind and he was at some risk as well what if he liked it a little to much what does that say about him, more importantly what does that make him? He is just a nice guy trying to walk a vary fine line. What seems really clear is he was doing this for you; he was clearly uncomfortable with causing you pain even at your insistance

And when you introduce the story by saying it's a "true story" it just makes it even more unbelievable. Also, do a better job proof reading.

First off "Stop" is not a safe word used like ever.... by anyone. I know that I say "stop' a bunch of times when I'm getting spanked, its supposed to be a word you don't normally use in conversation.

Second as a Sub I am very annoyed with your post hot story just not how stuff like that is usually done I guess (at least in my world). Your boyfriend had no control over this at all and he was in the role of the punisher (power is in their hands not yours, not yours) its not even acting out a true fantasy if you have all the power over the situation which means 1. your calling the shoots and 2. getting the punishment

we call this topping from the bottom in which the bottom takes on both roles in a fantasy scene. Which just isn't done. You got the best of both worlds while your boyfriend got nothing.

The joys of spanking are awesome....you just have to have trust in your partner! I know how sensual a good spanking can be....stinging rosy red, thought NOT being beaten...try being spanked with a lexan paddle...they are flexible and sting but not the damage a hard paddle or edge of a leather belt can do. They can be ordered online.

I am gonna ask my BF to do it tonight

After reading the comments below, I am very disappointed in the audience! I've had the same experience except my gf asked me to do this! First off, this is not a dom sub situation! The fantasy is not about transfer of power as in dom sub or domestic discipline! Stop is an acceptable safe word for the first time because your just starting out and relatively clueless! As for the bf, he was more timid than I was, but all the same... It's the emphasis on experimentation! Even if it's not 100% true, who are you to judge? Are you so allmighty that you can say your preferences or opinions are above better or more correct than the authors? You are the reason people are so afraid to share their stories!!!

For a first time experimental spanking situation, I thought your story was great. Your poor, scorched butt was almost as bad as I remember mine was after my gf applied a thick tawse to my bare upended bottom. However, I did have prior experience with both a paddle and a plain belt, so I guess, I was more prepared for the sexually exciting but more painful crack of that very mean tawse. The tawse was, for me, very exciting just to look at it. It was yellow, three tails and very thick. As I looked at it I could imagine the tails biting deeply into my butt, which was exactly what happened. I was sooo very sexually excited with each stroke and I both hated and loved the spanking pain experienced.

WOW! I really wish someone would spank me.

MY BF SPANKS ME HARD

I like to be be spanked hard. I mean something just stirs up through me to want and will myself to want it hard enough to until I am crying. I mean bawling and getting that carthatic release.

So I like to be spanked until the agony is so much that you want to bite straight through the pillow and into your bottom lip. Until kicking and screaming and crying for real. The thing is I have a very high pain tolerance. There is just something inside me that gets turned on by willingly giving up control and get a really a real blistering until I am sobbing from my boyfriend.

Last time my boyfriend paddle me the flat part of the handle of bamboo backsctratcher he got from the dollar store. Put me over his knee after I pushed everything down to my knees. It wasn't thudy like a paddle but I mean it stung like all get out and it was light enough that he was able to really whale hard and fast for a really long time bare ass without bruising. I got welts all over but after a very long flurry set until I was hiccup crying, it was such a release and created bonding with him as I cried it all out.

He also likes me to do that post spanking dance hoping up and down rubbing my ass after he lets me up. I do intentional because he gets turned by it.

I am just weird I guess. Anyone one else likes really hard spankings like I do?

It says a lot about a story's appeal that comments keep coming for ten years after it was written and after the author has long since stopped writing here on Lit.

Interesting responses. I agree about proofreading and some of the other suggestions made. Also think people are generous in their praise and sincere in their explanations about the differences of spanking in the bedroom and in D/s relationships. Ha ha, but I've never seen anyone post their own story in the comments. Mostly though, it is nice to see so many readers speaking up for spanking from both points of view, whether it be BR playful or D/s intense.

Wonder if Wet Miranda is still reading her comments.

I like all kinds of spankings, including real spanking like the kind that goes on until I am bawling, sobbing and crying.

I finally got the courage to opened up to boyfriend of 8 month that I like spankings. So we tried a few times. He wasn't sure what think at first and I had to ease him into it. He spanked me a few time until he was comfortable once. Than he spanked me a until I safe worded out a few times. He gave me a few timed 1-2 minutes hand spanking a few weeks later which was pretty good. Than I told what I really wanted to try. I wanted a cathartic reslease spanking. The thing is I have a very high pain tolerance.

I told him I wanted a very hard no-nonsense real discipline punishment style spanking until I am crying beyond my ability to make words. I want no safe word, no time limit, no swat limit, and of couse no protection, absolutely bare ass. I told him I want to try to experience the thrill and adrenaline rush of making the choice to submit to it and to see if I can will myself to do, I wanted a cathartic spanking. I just wanted to be held afterwards while I cried it all out. He was extremely reluctant at first and we talked about it for days and days. I did tell him I didn't want the rapid fire hard and fast style whacks at beginning. I wanted him to start off slower and build up. I also said I wanted a good hand spanking before using an implement. At first he wasn’t wanting to because he was concerned welts and bruises. Even after telling him that I expected that, its still took him over two weeks before he realized I was serious. He finally decided to give it a try.

We had to wait for another week for my roommate to leave for the weekend like she planned to do,. We got to my place, I pushed my jeans and panties all the down to my knees. He put me over his lap started spanking me with his hand slowly and gradually ramped up to the really hard and fast smacks that had me really kicking, for a really long time. I mean it went on for what seem like forever and my entire backside was bright red. He finally let me up and I did that post spanking hop he likes me to do. I stiffened up straight, flew my hands over my ass I pushed my hips forward and began rubbing frantically as I was hoping up and down. It turns him on buy I also do instinctively too, but I also do intentionally for a longer period of time.

I was far from crying but I sure was fussing because that was the hardest and longest hand spanking I had ever got. After I calmed down enough stay in one place. He went to his room and came back with a pillow. He pulled off his leather his fairly thin office belt from the loops of his pants and doubled it half and asked me. As I heard the sound of his belt coming off he said, “Ok, are you sure, no safe word, no time limit and no swat limit?” I respond with a yes. “Ok, that means I decide when this whippin stops not you, you sure that’s what you want, a belt thrashing until you are crying so hard you can’t make out words?”

There I was jeans down now to my ankles and panties still down to knees. As I was still rubbing I looked directly into his eyes, I shuffled over and gently put my arms around him and hugged him. I kissed him ever so gently and I and said, “Yes I trust you now more than ever. I really do want to try this. So please don’t hold back but just start of slowly before you tear into me with those rapid fire ones ok?” He replied, “Ok, and yes, you'll get quit a few before I finish you off the fast and furious whacks. Remember, your safe word is nullified the moment you laid over couch."

I took a deep breath, exhaled and I laid over the arm of the couch after gave me his bed pillow from his room I can hang on too. He started in hard and continuous about one whack per second and it just seem to go on and on. I was fussing and yelling quite a bit every time the belt came down. Than right no where he beat my ass really head and really fast. It took my breath away. I shoved my face I to my pillow and started biting it trying to muffle my screaming. He wasn't stopping, instinctively I tried shouting my safe word but he ignored it and he kept whacking away. I was kicking and screaming and it went on and on. I don’t know how long it lasted but I finally broke into sobbing but he still kept whipping my ass hard and fast. When he stopped I was bawling so hard I was hiccup crying and my eyes were all puffy and stinging as tears were flowing. I just laid there sobbing. I couldn’t believe I was actually able to will myself to accept it. Its was pure release and he held me until I calmed down and afterwards I felt so tranquil and centered. I have nothing but absolute respect for him.

How did Rick feel?

Here are some good spanking stories you might want to read

Story 1: Spanking Friend and Neighbor http://www.otd-memories.com/spanking_memories/my-friend-and-neighbor

Story 2: Spanking Engagment http://www.saxon-web.co.uk/fiction/htm/novels/engagement/index.shtml#.V1dILC_D-bN

Story 3: Spanking Contest http://www.spanko.net/spanking_forums/viewtopic.php?f=3&t=3262

When I am in a submissive space the last thing I want is to be asked. I find it a real head spin that takes me out of sub space.

OMG I've had that type of whipping. Not tied down but needing the burn. Trust me I picked the wrong night for it.i had to rush to the hospital for a relative and the floors and seats are no picnics to sit on

Loved the story. I'm sure similar things have really happened. I'm a former top turned bottom. I really wish it were ME really having that experience! I have been given some severe spankings, but what I need is to be taken to where I am past my limits then spanked more. No safe word no control from me no topping from the bottom. I have been close but not quite there!

I have enjoyed many spankings in the last few years. I'm a male in my late 50's and I discovered the professional side of spanking. Yes, I've paid money for a woman disciplinarian to spank me. I've also seen a few dominatrices. The fact that they were professional helped me to take more because I knew they knew what they were doing. I've never cried during a spanking and I've never used a safe word. I have been beaten pretty good though where the pain lasted for days. I don't know if you enjoyed the spanking but if you did I would highly suggest you find a professional. Since I'm a man I chose women to spank me. There are a lot of them. I know of a few men as well but I've never tried them. Also, I wanted to be sexually aroused by the spanking but I never have been. The sting and pain are a turn on due the endorphins released in my body but not a sexual turn on. I really enjoy a spanking where the disciplinarian takes you a little past your limit but they know exactly when to stop.

Now that's a real story!!! I started spanking myself and made a few nice paddles, asked my wife to spank me, shes not into it at all!

Go for it, mix it up!

I’ve been spanked like that by a professional disciplinarian. The pain was exquisite. I love the afterglow. Unfortunately, I’m not sexually turned on by spanking. I wish I was. I wish I would come while getting a good hard spanking. I envy how your ass felt then and I hope you fucked Rick’s brains out.