M.'s
friend returned with the hairbrush so quickly that I knew she was eager to see it put to
use. I wasn't so eager but I could not budge over her knee. My head & feet were
dangling off the floor the way she had me draped over her knees, & I had no leverage.
She had pinned my arm over my back & I was just like a naughty teenage boy about to be
corrected by his Mom or big sister.
M. wasted no time & began to give me a very sound licking with
the hairbrush. She decided to apply 10 spanks for every indiscretion she could think of.
The first series of swats was for not returning phone calls. It was a bad habit M. had
berated me for before, & she really put her all into it punishing me for it. She
snapped that hairbrush sharply all over my bare bottom & it hurt. Oh boy, did it hurt!
M. asked if 10 was enough or did I need more? I promised to pick
up the phone & return her calls immediately from now on. She & her friend
chuckled. M. announced what the next 10 spanks were for & delivered them with gusto.
After 50 cracks of M.'s hairbrush, my bottom cheeks were on fire!
I was pleading with her to stop. I had tears in my eyes. That had not happened to me
before. I could not believe I would be forced to shed tears while over a lady’s knee.
But M. expected just that!
"If a job is worth doing, it’s worth doing
correctly!" She said. Then she remembered 2 more transgressions I'd forgotten all
about & went back to work. Her hairbrush found every inch of my bare behind with those
twenty slaps & I am not ashamed to admit, my tears flowed down my cheeks.
Oh boy, I thought, was this a serious spanking or what? In my
opinion I was one very well spanked fellow! But M., to my surprise & unhappiness,
decided to apply another twenty slaps of her brush as a reminder to shape up... Or else!
When M. tried to stand me up, I was very unsteady on my feet. And
yes, even with my pants & briefs well below my waist, I just had to rub some of the
intense sting out of my behind. Let me tell you a spanking woman can quickly blister a
guy’s spank spot, & if she decides to, can really deliver a pretty tearful
licking!
Both M. & her girlfriend truly enjoyed my predicament. They
were full of smiles & teased me continuously. They thought it was a hoot that I acted
like a naughty boy while I was being spanked. They thought it was hilarious that I was not
able to sit down without squirming. And they both thought it was a scream to watch me
blush under their steady barrage of "behave yourself or else" reminders.
I laughed along with M. & her friend. But I blushed a bunch as
well & realized that my friendship with them would never be the same. When we
discussed where to go for dinner that night, a stern look from M. short-circuited my
spirited & stubborn input. I'd gotten 10 spanks for that already while I was over M.'s
lap, & shut up to avoid the "want lots more?!" threat in her eyes.
That night, alone in my room, I reflected on the day &
wondered how it had all gone so right? I'd retired the old "birthday spanking
ploy" decades before & only pulled it out as a spur of the moment lark. I guess I
hoped M. or her friend would warm to the subject & give me some thrilling talk as a
gift. But I never expected M. to pounce on the opening, or me, like she did.
Two questions kept running through my mind before I fell asleep:
Would M. sleep it off & return to the old friend I knew? Or would she continue to be
the NNL she had suddenly & surprisingly turned into?
M. answered me the next day. Before she & her friend left for
home, she took down my pants & made me climb back over her knee for a reminder
spanking & promise of what to expect from then on. No tears this time & only a few
dozen with her palm. But with a sensitive bottom, even her palm really stung!
M. intends to visit again in a month or so. I've returned all her
calls & been on my best behavior since she left. But I’ll just bet she does not
forget to bring her hairbrush, & that I’ll be spending some anxious moments over
her knee, no matter what.
Oh well, I do deserve correction. I just wish the hairbrush would
not fall quite so firmly. Her palm is quite enough for me. Ouch! - A loyal fan
* * * * *
Yes, you are a "loyal fan" friend, & a very good
& lucky one! Thanks for the thrilling testimonial & glowing piece of proof
that NEVER too old applies to NNL's too! M. really did make your behind blush
bright-red!! In fact, of all the women we've cheered who took to discipline like
ducks to water, M.'s unbridled enthusiasm puts her right up there at the top of the
"She's a NATURAL" list. Not only did she jump right in & give you the
spankings you deserved for your past crimes, she taught you a lesson you obviously needed
to learn... Age does NOT diminish an NNL's ability to transform a fully grown man into a
sniffling, sorry, sore-bottomed boy, be it by hand, hairbrush, over her knee, bent over a
chair, or wherever she chooses to place him!
While we're on the subject, we should say again how valuable &
treasured "older" NNL's are, especially to our naughty boy readers who are
looking for women they can look up to, so to speak, as surrogate Moms, Aunts, big sisters,
etc. Believe it or not ladies, "younger women", as attractive or talented as
they might be, simply cannot fulfill the roles these men seek. Soooo, if you're a woman
who would like to be welcomed with open arms & worshipped as you should be by scores
of great guys regardless of your age, size, looks or personal limits, come on out &
play or punish to your heart's content. You'll be glad you did! Just like M., & her
new naughty boy!
