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Her First, Butt Definitely NOT LAST, Time!!

I really got off on spanking my boyfriend! Who would have ever guessed? Not me, especially since, up until now, I’ve been the one in this relationship to get put face down across Don’s lap with my bare bottom at his will, usually feeling a hairbrush doing his biding.

How did the tables turn? Well... Don & I, (Susan, not our real names), started going out about two years ago. Don is 34, 5’9", well built, & a very successful businessman--- almost too successful for his own good, but I’ll get to that part soon enough.

I too am a very successful businesswoman. I’m 32, stand at eye-level with Don & have a medium frame, proportional to my height, working out about three or four times a week.

When Don & I met, there was an instant chemistry that erupted between us. I think it was because we always challenged the other, treating each other as equals, even after Don put me over his knee again & again, introducing me to that special little difference between us, making our relationship just that more powerful.

My spankings were love pats at first, usually when we made love. Then, I pushed that "equal" bit one day (just take my word for it) & I found myself over Don’s lap, my business suit up around my waist, my panties down around my knees & Don spanking my bottom to a crimson color that would make a sunset jealous. I learned very quickly how much I disliked my wooden hairbrush as it landed again & again on my poor bottom.

That was the way it was until a few months ago. Well... I had a very important business meeting on Friday, & I had asked Don to deliver some proposals downtown, on his way to his office. He assured me that it would be no problem & nothing more was said.

It wasn’t until Monday morning at 9:00., that an angered client of mine had read me the riot act on the phone, threatening never to do business with me again. It took some fancy foot work, but I managed to keep the account & soothe his ruffled feathers, no thanks to Don. I found out later that the proposals did not get to my client until 3:00 that Friday afternoon. By the time I got home, I was furious. I fixed myself a drink & sat in wait for Don to come home. Ten minutes later, he arrived.

Taking a deep breath, I interrogated him about his little errand he had done for me on Friday morning. He proceeded to lie through his teeth & tell me that he had delivered the proposals bright & early on Friday morning with no problems.

Setting my drink down, I went over what had happened & he stammered out some outlandish excuse on why he couldn’t get the papers to my client as he had promised. It was no sell.

My next words to him, surprised me. I told him that if I had done the same thing, I would be over his knee right now, getting my bottom spanked thoroughly! Then, something just flashed inside me! Why not? I told Don that it was only fair that he get spanked for this disaster & that if he didn’t submit, one of us would be sleeping alone for quite some time, until he did submit to his spanking.

At that very moment, I really didn’t know what I was going to do, if he did submit. All I knew was that it seemed so natural to say what he had said to me so many times during our relationship. What was even stranger was when I heard him agree, though a bit reluctantly— I think to test me to see if I would go through with it. I did!

I pulled out the dining-room chair, sat down & ordered Don to bring me the hairbrush. Returning at a snails pace, he handed me the brush.

Learning from his many "first hand" lessons, I told him to remove his jacket & shirt & to take off his slacks & get across my lap. Surprisingly, I found myself getting excited as I watched him disrobe at my command. Surprising, because I’ve seen Don get undressed before, but it never had the same effect as it was having on me now.

Now over my lap, Don’s underpants stretched across his bottom. I couldn’t resist rubbing my hand over his well-developed behind, as I adjusted him to my comfort. Without saying a word, I took his underpants & lowered them to his knees, exposing his white cheeks. Again, I ran my hand over the smooth service, feeling the soft texture of his behind. He moaned in delight, bringing me back to the reality of why he was in that position. I brought my hand down hard on his bottom, again & again.

How marvelous it was to see his bottom go from white to pink. But something was wrong. He wasn’t kicking, squirming, or even resisting as I was spanking him. I couldn’t understand it. My hand was beginning to sting & then I realized that this spanking needed to be brought up a notch or two. I told Don to hand me the brush.

Grabbing him tightly around his waist with one hand, I lowered his underpants further down his legs, letting them fall to his ankles. I brought the hairbrush up over my head & let it fall in a quick succession of swats to both cheeks, alternating left to right & then back again. This time, Don sang out loud & danced over my lap, just like I did when he used that awful hairbrush.

What a pleasurable experience it was to "punish" my man. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was when I ended the spanking!  I kneaded Don's bottom & raked his reddened skin with my long nails, making him squeal & squirm. I ordered him off my lap & enjoyed the sight of him standing there.  Don reached back to cup his buns & looked down at his feet like a contrite little boy.  But his beautiful cock looked all grown up to me!

Eager to feel it inside me, I ordered Don to our bedroom.  I soothed his sore bottom with the lotion he usually uses on me &

Don has great fingers All that rubbing & touching got us both turned on & we fell into each other arms, making love until the early morning hours.

What now? Don did admit to me that, though it was embarrassing & painful for him to be spanked by me, he

he didn’t see anything wrong with keeping it in our relationship on a more regular basis, admitting that it turned him on, too.

For me, I am not sure. I like being on both sides of spanking right now. But who knows?  That might change as Don’s spankings become more frequent, which I'm sure they will. We agreed to make up some guidelines for rules in our house, agreeing to take whatever punishment the other decides is fair.

Does this make me a No Nonsense Lady? I guess so!... Susan, address withheld by request

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We guess so too, Susan, sooooo... Welcome to the Spanking Sisterhood!  Being "switchable" doesn't exclude you, you know!  Nor does the fact that it took you a while to evolve to the other side of a spanking.   Most women start out as bottoms & most men start out as tops for the usual reason... that silly, sexist stereotype thing, you know?  However, life moves on, we grow &, sometimes like with you & Don, circumstances thrust us into different roles that fit surprisingly well despite our previous prejudices.  many are thrust into new roles gradually evolve to a higher plane Don't worry about it, over analyze it, or plan it. Just let it happen & see where it leads the two of you. Heaven only knows where that will be, but I think you'll both have some fun finding out if you open your minds & put those silly inhibitions behind.  Thanks for sharing!

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