The timeworn photos, furnishings & floral wall paper in the living room of the small frame house he had always called home held a lifetime of memories for David Hall. But, as he stood shuffling his feet & sniffling through the aftermath of the first pants-down punishment spanking of his life in a recently cleared corner, the 29 year-old naughty boy at heart was certain that nothing would ever be the same again in this once safe haven. Not anywhere else in his suddenly topsy-turvy world!

After a lifetime of yearning, Dave had finally reached out & revealed himself in a letter to the woman who had been his firm-handed female ideal for the better part of his young life. And now, though his cheeks still blushed at both ends & burned badly enough on the set down below to make him fear what might await when SHE returned, he found himself wishing he could have worked up the courage to confess sooner. Much sooner...

It was just that morning when Dave finally decided to take the risk & reveal himself, but the demons of desire that drove him to it had been born long ago.

Dave had been fascinated by bare bottom spanking since he was a little kid. An only child, he’d never been spanked in the fashion he favored, but, somehow, by the age of 5, he just knew that having his pants pulled down & being spanked over the knee of a woman who cared enough to correct him in this traditional fashion had to be the most exciting thing in the world!

Naturally, young Dave desired nothing more than to find out if his imagination was on target but, sadly, he grew into young manhood without the slightest satisfaction for his eager curiosity or facts to support the vivid fantasies he created to superficially feed his need for spanking.

Fantasies didn’t satisfy his curiosity, of course, but Dave learned early to keep his feelings to himself & had an active imagination with which to content himself in the privacy of the bathroom or in his bedroom late at night.

Many different women caught Dave’s eye & walked in & out of his active, spanking fantasy-life as he grew, but one particular woman won the honor as his "ideal" spanker early on & retained the title throughout his life.

She was the mother of a boyhood friend who lived around the corner & won the honor as Dave’s "ideal" the day she threatened to spank her son & Dave too! They were both 9 at the time & nothing came of the threat, but his friend’s reaction convinced Dave that his mother’s threat was not an idle one!

Of course, Dave did his all to find out if his suspicion was correct, then was elated when his friend finally admitted that it was! Although the boy was too embarrassed to elaborate on the details, he provided more than enough for Dave’s fantasies to take flight.

Dave’s efforts to maneuver himself into getting a spanking of his own were feeble at best, then high school arrived & he & his friend drifted apart. But, by then, it didn’t matter. The die was cast. The woman became the one he saw when he closed his eyes & imagined his friend getting spanked... both of them getting it together... or most often, just himself kicking & crying his way through a hot, hard bare bottom spanking over her stout knees!

Naturally, the woman never knew Dave held her in such high esteem, & he certainly never told her how often she came to him in his dreams & what she did to him while she was there! The spankings she gave were always tearful punishments, but as his hormones developed, Dave’s fantasies always came to a shattering, climactic conclusion!

As an adult, Dave’s tentative search for spanking satisfaction was so disappointing that he gave up & decided his fantasies & secret collection of spanking material would have to do. He married & divorced without revealing his secret to his wife, & settled into work & contented bachelorhood after his 7 year marriage ended.

Dave didn’t know if he’d look for a spanking woman again when he returned to the dating scene or if he’d ever find her, but then his mother suddenly passed away & he’d returned to the now empty family home. His father had passed away years before & Dave couldn’t bring himself to sell or rent the house to strangers, so he’d decided to move back in.

The house & neighborhood had aged but not changed much at all, &, being the sentimental sort, Dave decided to leave everything in place & move back into his boyhood bedroom. Being alone in the house now was hard, but Dave liked being surrounded by pleasant memories of his parents & past.... Especially those of his "ideal" no nonsense lady!

Alice Adams had walked back into Dave’s life & spanking fantasies when she came to pay her respects at his mother’s funeral. She was in her mid-fifties now & fuller of face & figure, but Dave recognized her immediately. He’d never expected to see Alice again &, despite the circumstances, couldn’t help reacting the way he did when she took his hand & offered to do "anything" to help Dave settle back into the neighborhood.

Alice’s husband had passed away & her children were grown & gone, leaving her alone in the house around the corner with no one to care for. Of course, he couldn’t help but accept... His re-awakened desires demanded it!

Over the 6 months that followed, Dave & Alice formed a causal, pleasant friendship, but under the surface, Dave’s memories & desires grew until he could no longer deny them... And so he’d decided to sit down & write his confession & request.

In the letter, Dave did his best to explain his unusual but very real belief that only firm, maternal "guidance" could "correct" his chronic bad habits & "absolve" him of the guilt he felt. He told Alice of his boyhood admiration & explained why, then fought to keep his hand steady when he wrote that he’d be eternally in her debt if she would consider giving him what she’d given her children so long ago? Please?

Dave avoided spelling out exactly what he was asking for until he could avoid it no more. He didn’t want Alice to have any doubts about it, but writing it out made him so nervous & excited that the pen twisted in his fingers & shook as it descended toward the sheet of stationary paper.

Dave willed his hand steady & wondered if he was losing his mind, then for the first time in his life scrawled out his most secret desire & asked for... A traditional, over the knee, bare bottom spanking from a strong, strict woman with old-fashioned values... A woman he respected... A woman like Alice.

When the letter was finished, Dave put it in a big envelope, along with a copy of his favorite spanking publication, No Nonsense Ladies. He hoped it would add weight to his letter & convince Alice that he was really serious... And in need of her help.

Dave knew that Alice generally arrived home in the early afternoon from her part-time duties at the town library, so he went to her house at the appropriate time & waited. He’d thought about mailing his precious package, but didn’t want her children or anyone else to open it accidentally & see what it contained.

Alice arrived home a little after 2 PM. She was a little surprised to see Dave waiting for her, especially since he had a big envelope in his hand & looked anxious. But, as always, she had a big, warm smile for him when she got out of her car & met him at the steps to her home.

"Hi, Dave. How are you?" Alice asked, figuring Dave would explain what was going on.

"F-Fine, Alice. I’m fine," Dave answered automatically, but his cracking voice & stiff manner concerned Alice.

"I can see that you’re not ‘fine’, Dave," Alice said honestly. "What’s wrong? Does it have something to do with that envelope?"

"Um... Well... Yes it does," Dave sputtered nervously. "But I am fine. Really."

Alice’s doubt was clearly written on her face, but she decided to let Dave win on the "fine" issue. "Okay. So what’s in the envelope?"

"Um... Well... Um..." Dave sputtered as he held up the envelope & fruitlessly searched for words to answer Alice’s question. He hadn’t planned for it to go like this & decided to forget his insane idea, but found out a moment later that it was too late.

"I can see that my name’s on it, Dave, so it must be for me?" Alice inquired reasonably.

"Oh? Yeah... I guess it is," Dave whispered, wanting to kick himself for writing Alice’s name across the front of the envelope.

Alice was confused & concerned by the palpable tension in the air. She was also very curious about what was going on, so she invited Dave into her home for coffee & cake... And an answer to the sudden riddle that had sprung up in her day.

"Um, thanks Alice, um... But I better get going," Dave hemmed & hawed. He just couldn’t go through with it. It was just too embarrassing & ridiculous... Especially with Alice standing a foot in front of him & looking at him like he’d lost his mind.

"A-Another time, okay?" Dave said & turned, but before he could call "Bye" & escape, Alice’s somewhat confused & frustrated voice stopped him.

"Didn’t you forget something, Dave?"

"Huh?" Dave replied, totally oblivious to anything but his desire to retreat.

"The envelope?" Alice said, nodding her head toward it & wondering if Dave had been drinking. "You know, the one in your hand? The one with my name on it?"

"Oh! That! Well, um... It’s nothing important... Um..."

"It must be important or you wouldn’t have been waiting to give it to me," Alice said. She didn’t add that it had to really be something big to make Dave act so strangely.

"N-No, it’s not. Really," he said desperately, but not convincingly.

"Give me the envelope, Dave!" Alice commanded sternly, fed up with being confused & curious. She had no idea what was going on, but she knew the answer lay inside the envelope.

"B-But..."

Alice held out her hand & stepped toward Dave. She didn’t smell any trace of alcohol on his breath, & that made her even more curious & determined to find out what was going on.

"The envelope," Alice said forcefully. "Stop fooling around & give it to me please!"

Dave looked at Alice’s outstretched hand & back up at the determined expression on her face. He knew he’d really screwed up. He was trapped. Dave timidly held out the envelope.

"Thank you," Alice said politely as she took the package. She was anxious to find out what it contained & started to open it, but Dave stopped her.

"No!" He shouted in panic. "D-Don’t open it now! Please!"

"Why not?" Alice asked quizzically. "What is going on here, Dave?"

Seeing no other way, Dave nervously explained that the contents of the package would explain it all. He implored Alice to please not divulge the contents to anyone, & apologized for being so squirmy. Then he asked her to please promise him now that they’d still be friends no matter what?

Alice was completely confused. For the life of her, she couldn’t imagine why Dave was acting so strangely or what could be distressing him so much. She assured him that they would always be friends & that she would keep this matter confidential... If she could go inside & find out what was going on!

Dave was somewhat relieved, but his nerves were as taut as steel cables as he hurried home & poured himself a shot of whiskey to settle his frazzled nerves. In his letter, he’d admitted his anxiety over Alice’s response & asked her to call him at her earliest convenience. He didn’t know if she would call or be so disgusted that she’d never speak to him again, but he could only hope she’d call & nervously sit by the phone waiting to find out what her reaction would be.

Dave watched an hour pass... Minute by excruciating minute. Each tick of the clock seemed to mock him, & he became convinced that Alice now hated him.

"How could you be such a jerk?" He asked himself, among many other less complimentary things. When an hour & fifteen minutes had passed, he went to pour himself another drink, then nearly dropped the whiskey bottle when the door bell rang.

Dave was so nervous that he almost didn’t answer the door! Maybe it was Alice... And maybe is wasn’t? Finally, after the bell rang a second time, he grabbed the knob & opened the door a crack... And saw Alice sternly glaring back at him.

"Is this some kind of joke?" Alice said without preamble.

"N-No! It’s not a joke, Alice," Dave sputtered.

"Good. Because if it was," Alice said sternly, "I’d take down your pants & spank you right out here on the porch for pulling it!"

"Y-You would?" Dave gasped, unable to believe his ears.

"Yes I would," Alice confirmed. "And you’d better open the door & invite me in right now or the neighbors still might get one heck of a show!"

Dave stepped aside & apologized for being rude. Alice waved off his words & walked into the living room, her face crinkling in distaste at the mess it was in. Being familiar with the house, Alice walked into the kitchen with Dave a few steps behind, then both stopped when she looked at the dishes piled in the sink & garbage overflowing in the can.

"God rest her soul, you’re mother taught you better than this, David!" Alice gasped in shock, but Dave could think of nothing to say. He stood behind her & wondered what she was going to do, then found out when she went to the kitchen table & turned a chair so it faced into the room.

Dave’s hopes & fears flew as Alice sat down, & he could neither move nor speak until she pointed to a spot at her feet & commanded him to come & stand on it.

When he did, Alice looked up & said, "I’ve been thinking about what you’ve asked of me for the last hour, David. And the one thing I’m sure of is that I would not be amused if this was a joke."

"I-It’s not Alice," Dave rushed, then nervously explained that he was very, very serious about the whole thing.

"So you think a good spanking would help straighten you out for a while?"

"Y-Yes, Ma’am," Dave said respectfully.

"Well, you certainly deserve one!" Alice scolded, waving her arm to indicate the mess. "Just look what you’ve done to your mother’s neat house!"

"I-I have been meaning to tidy up," Dave whispered, knowing how silly it sounded but feeling a need to defend himself some small bit.

"Oh? And for how long, David?" Alice asked sternly, wagging her finger at Dave. "From the look of this place, I’d say you’ve been ‘meaning to tidy up’ for a few months at least!"

Dave’s mind tumbled over itself at the stern tone of Alice’s scolding voice & the sight of her sitting in the kitchen chair. Her broad lap & meaty arms held his gaze for a moment, & he wondered if Alice would agree to spank him... And feared that she would!

"Now then, young man..." Alice explained that she was capable of blistering a naughty boy’s bare bottom & had no qualms about that... But Dave wasn’t a boy... & was a spanking the only thing he had in mind?

Dave couldn’t meet Alice’s penetrating gaze, so he watched his shuffling feet & explained that he was not looking for sex or any hanky-panky. He admitted that he did find spanking a turn-on in a way, but that it was much more than that to him. He truthfully explained that he was looking for a friend who cared about him enough to give him "real" spankings... And didn’t they both know that real spankings were meant to be painful, unpleasant lessons?

"I’m glad you said that, Dave," Alice agreed. "Because if I agree to spank you, you will GET SPANKED! It will not be a game or joke. I will tan your bottom until you can not sit down. Is that understood?" Alice inquired.

"Yes Ma’am. I understand." Dave agreed, forcing himself to raise his eyes so Alice could see the truth & need in them. "I know what I would be getting myself in for Ma’am."

"Hmmm....", Alice mused, tapping her foot on the dirty kitchen floor while Dave shifted from foot to foot.

"You are respectful. I’ll grant you that," Alice finally chuckled. "Maybe I won’t have to spank you so hard after all."

"S-Spank me? Does that mean..." Dave asked with disbelief.

"Yes, it does." Alice responded confidently. "And I’m going to do it for as long as it takes to make you very, very sorry for everything you confessed to in your letter... And everything you left out too!"

"Yes Ma’am," Dave agreed. "I understand."

"Okay then," Alice said, "Let’s get started."

Dave felt like he was living a dream as Alice reached out, hooked her fingers in the waistband of his pants, & pulled him between her knees. Alice’s fingers seemed to move in slow motion as she undid Dave’s belt & unbuttoned his pants, & he was sure he stopped breathing & felt every tooth click through his zipper as Alice unlocked that last barrier & let gravity pull Dave’s pants down to his ankles.

The 29 year-old young man was genuinely embarrassed & frightened by the entire situation, but also very, very turned-on. His fantasy was finally coming true! For the first time in his life, he felt like a naughty boy about to be spanked... really spanked... by the very woman he’d fantasized doing it to him more times than he could remember!

The result of Dave’s arousal became all too evident by the rising erection that bulged beneath his loose boxer shorts. He could neither suppress nor sufficiently hide it behind the cupped hands he placed over his genitals & foolishly hoped that Alice wouldn’t see his state & call off his spanking.

But, of course, Alice did see. At first, she ignored it, saying nothing as she took hold of the elastic band of Dave’s shorts & slowly dragged it down & over his rigid rod. Dave groaned with shame when it bobbed free & thrust his hands down to cover his genitals, but Alice snapped out a command that he dared not disobey, "Move your hands & let me see how naughty you are, young man!"

Dave’s shame rose to excruciating heights as he moved his hands away. His erection was at full staff now & without his hands to block it, it rose right up where Alice could see it all.

"Tsk, tsk," Alice scolded. "I’ve known you since you were a little boy, David! How dare you be so naughty in front of me!"

Dave groaned with equal parts of shame & pleasure as Alice reached out & lightly slapped the sensitive head of his stiff shaft with one finger. "I see I have my work cut out for me!"

"I-I can’t help it. I-I’m sorry," Dave groaned as his cock bobbed back & forth with Alice’s taps. He was ashamed but also so aroused that he silently prayed he wouldn’t humiliate himself by cumming while he was over Alice’s knee.

"Hmmmph," Alice snorted, but secretly she felt a building passion that made her reach out & wrap her hand around Dave’s attractive organ. He groaned with shame & pleasure as she allowed herself to feel the silky, hot skin, & groaned so loudly when Alice pumped her hand up & down that she knew Dave was on the verge of losing his load.

"Hmmmph," she snorted again, then said as sternly as she could, "I don’t intend to have you mess up my skirt, young man! Stay put!"

Rising to her feet, Alice went to fetch the cleanest bath towel & wash cloth she could find from a pile of dirty ones she saw protruding from the small laundry alcove across the kitchen.

On her way back to Dave, she spied a kitchen utensil jar on the counter & went to see if she could find something worthwhile to use in addition to her hand if needed. Dave was almost the twice the age of her son the last time he cried & kicked over her knee, & Alice thought she should be prepared!

She saw several wooden spoons that would do nicely, then noticed an old-fashioned, wrought-iron spatula that looked perfect for spanking. Taking it out, Alice liked the weight & balance & was pleased to see the edges were all rounded & safe.

When she turned with it in her hand, she saw Dave’s eyes widen & decided to make a point, so swished it through the air several times & mused aloud, "This should put a good sting in that naughty bottom of yours, David!"

He didn’t speak, but he shamefully watched Alice cross back to the chair & spread the large bath towel across her lap. The meaning was clear & humiliating to Dave, but it also made his cock jump slightly as if it knew it had a license to erupt... Alice was obviously expecting it, after all!

"Well, let’s not waste any more time. Over my knee, young man. I’m going to spank the naughtiness out of you... ALL of it!"

Climbing over Alice’s lap was awkward, but Dave felt at home as he sank into her warm, strong thighs. Hiss erection was sandwiched between them, with only the fabric of the towel & Alice’s skirt separating it from the warm, bare skin of her thigh.

Alice’s lap was solid & broad enough to form a lap that pleased & frightened Dave.... He knew she would be able to support his weight & hold him helplessly in place, even if he kicked, squirmed, & tried to buck free as he suspected he’d do before she was done.

Once Dave was settled in the position Alice demanded, she took a few seconds to rub & play with his bottom. She tested the muscles of his cheeks by squeezing & kneading them in her strong fingers, & decided that Dave’s hairless backside was boyish & perfectly spankable.

Although a part of her felt wicked for having a nude, aroused, 29 year-old young man over her lap & totally at her mercy, a stronger part felt alive, powerful &, yes, aroused as well. It was impossible not to feel Dave’s hard organ against her lap, & she secretly looked forward to shaming him when he had the eruption she suspected he would.

Alice took a last, lingering look at Dave’s white bottom. Her palm gave one cool cheek a last squeeze, then she settled herself into position & locked her left arm around Dave’s hips. In a dangerous, confident tone, Alice again told the frazzled 29 year-old that she was going to spank ALL the naughtiness out of him, & that’s exactly what she planned to do!

"We are going to make up a list of your vices later, David. But, for now, I want you to think about what got you here while I make you sorry for it," Alice said in a low voice, raising her right hand as she spoke.

"Y-Yes, Ma’am!"

CRACK! SMACK! SLAP!

Alice began to rain slow, hard, hand spanks down on Dave’s bottom, going from one cheek to the other at a rate of about one stinging slap every two seconds or so. She concentrated on the crests of both cheeks for a solid minute, creating a red-hot circle atop each.

Dave managed to grit his teeth & confine his reactions to grunts & crossing & uncrossing his ankles, but Alice’s hand was harder & stronger than he thought it would be & having it continually slapping the same spots on each of his bouncing bottom cheeks added up to a burning fire that quickly assaulted his senses.

Not a word was spoken as Alice’s hand continued to rise & fall in monotonous, agonizingly accurate slaps. Dave grunted & ground his teeth more & more & couldn’t stop his lower body from wriggling as the spots Alice seemed intent on blistering screamed with stinging pain, but he managed to bite back his cries & maintain some pride until she finally directed her slaps to another area of his ass.

Dave sighed with relief, but his solace was short-lived. Alice had chosen Dave’s lower cheeks as her new targets, & they proved to be even more sensitive than his fleshy buns. Her hand rose & fell with the same monotonous accuracy & within 10 cracking slaps, Dave was yelping, bucking, kicking his ankles in the air, & squirming like a snake with its tail on fire!

Alice held Dave’s gyrating hips in place sufficiently well & wordlessly landed sharp, stinging slaps to the sensitive lower slopes of his ass until they were as red & hot as the crests. The suffering, 29 year-old young man’s squeals rose in volume & pitch with each slap, then blended with his repeated howls for Alice to... "Please! Spank somewhere else! No more! No more!!"

Dave’s bottom was blazing when Alice switched targets again, but his mind was blazing even hotter. His fantasy was finally coming true, but his imagination had betrayed him badly. It hadn’t come close to preparing him for the pain & fear he felt as Alice ignored his serious pleas to stop spanking him so hard!

CRACK! SLAP! WHACK!

"Yowwww! Nooooo! Owwww! Not there! Yowwww! Not there!"

Dave’s boyish pleas rose to a fevered pitch when Alice’s next target turned out to be connecting the red hot patches on each of Dave’s round rump cheeks. To do so, she directed slap after cracking slap to the white band separating the two glowing globes, which, unfortunately for Dave, happened to contain the crack of his ass

Starting low, Alice began slapping her way up & down the patch of white, gradually turning it as red as the rest... And driving Dave into a frenzy of bucking, kicking, yelping & pleading for Alice to stop spanking him.

Dave’s pleas didn’t move Alice at all. He had asked her to give him a real punishment spanking & she was going to honor her word & give him just that. Alice grabbed his wrist when he thrust it back in desperation & pushed his body forward into a more off-balance & helpless angle.

As she did, Alice felt Dave’s hot, hard shaft poke into & rub against her lap as it found a new place to nestle. She was a little surprised that he could still be hard, but allowed herself a quick, wicked smile. She was enjoying herself more than she expected to & was too old & wise to mind.

Alice’s smile widened as Dave pleaded more loudly at being rendered so helpless, but she remained silent. She would let her slapping hand do the talking & did, slowly cracking her palm down Dave’s spraddling thighs to the back of his knees & then up again.

"No! Not my thighs! Not my thighs!!" Dave howled, beside himself with pain, but he was helpless to stop Alice & vented his distress in the only way he could, "Ouch!... Okay, Alice!... Youch!... I’ve learned my lesson!... Owww!... You can stop now!... Ouch!... Really! I’m sorry!... Yipes!... I swear I am! Ohhh Noooo!"

Alice ignored his cries & stifled his attempts to wriggle off her lap. Dave’s boyish squeals were laced with enough sorrow to let Alice know that he was close to breaking down & bawling like the naughty boy he was.

"Well, young man, that was a good warm-up," Alice said as her hand came to rest on Dave’s hot, right bottom cheek.

"B-But... That was a warm-up?" Dave gasped fearfully. "My bottom & thighs are on fire! Really they are!" Dave truthfully admitted.

"Of course they are," Alice chuckled, "Didn’t I warn you, young man?" Alice asked as she allowed herself the pleasure of running her hands all over Dave’s hot hindquarters.

"Y-Yes, Ma’am! You did! B-But I’ve had enough..." CRACK! SLAP! SMACK! "...Owww! Ouch! Yeow!"

Dave was stunned by Alice’s sudden, renewed assault. He didn’t know why she had started slapping his tender lower cheeks again at first, then it dawned on him & he wailed out what he hoped would be the words that would stop her, "I’m sorry! I didn’t mean... It’s up to you! I’m really sorry! It’s up to you!!"

Alice smiled & let her hand rest on Dave’s rump once more. She was surprised by how much she enjoyed his submission, & was suddenly seized by a building excitement to make him submit even more.

"You’ve just learned your first lesson, young man," Alice growled. "Don’t make me teach it to you again!"

"Oh, God! I won’t!!" Dave chirped sincerely, then repeated what he’d learned for safety’s sake, "It’s up to you! My punishment is up to you!!"

"That’s a good boy," Alice complimented as she patted Dave’s quivering, red ass cheeks. "But now it’s time to make sure you stay a good boy!" Dave felt Alice’s body shift & looked back over his shoulder in time to see her raise the wrought-iron spatula.

"Noo! Please! N-Not with that!!" He howled & clenched his ass cheeks as tightly as he could.

"You are a slow learner, aren’t you?" Alice commented absently.

"N-Nooo! I-I didn’t mean... Ohhhh!" Dave sputtered fearfully, tears springing to his eyes. "I-I don’t know what I me-mean an-any-anymore!"

"You mean to be a good boy, don’t you?" Alice prompted.

"Y-Yes, Alice," Dave whimpered.

"And you’re going to be a good boy from now on, aren’t you?"

"Y-Yes, Alice. I will! I promise!!"

"That’s my good boy," Alice encouraged. Then, knowing Dave was paying close attention & open to suggestion, she took the time to scold him for all the things he’d confessed to in his letter.

"I won’t be bad again!" Dave assured his disciplinarian over & over, but Alice knew better.

"I’m sure you’ll remember this spanking, David," she said, "But I don’t expect one spanking to change you into a perfect boy!"

"B-But it will!" Dave assured her, then eagerly added, "I-It already has! You don’t even have to spank me anymore!!" Alice smiled at Dave’s transparent attempt to save his cute little ass, but she wasn’t swayed.

"But I do have to spank you some more, young man! You haven’t learned your lesson yet!" She corrected, then added, "And I’ll be keeping an eye on you from now on & spanking you again whenever you need it!"

"I’ve learned my lesson, Alice! I really have!!" Dave gushed, his fear of additional, imminent pain outweighing any pleasure he might have derived from Alice’s promise of future paddlings. That wouldn’t occur to him until later, when the pain & fear subsided enough for him to realize that Alice’s promise amounted to the achievement of his ultimate fantasy... He had found a woman who believed in spanking & was willing to employ it on a daily basis!

"I’m sorry, young man," Alice said with a grim smile, then raised the spatula again. The time for talking was over. It was time now to teach Dave the lesson he didn’t want, but needed to learn.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

Dave was so stunned by the horrendous sting of the spatula slaps that he didn’t react until it had covered his ass in 4 quick cracks. Then, the pain... even more intense than Alice’s hand... assaulted his body & brain & he began shouting & flopping around like a beached fish.

"Stop! This isn’t what I wanted! Stop! You can’t do this to meeee! Stop!!..."

Alice tightened her grip around Dave’s waist & managed to hit his wriggling rump about where she wanted to with each spatula spank. The blade of the kitchen utensil was broad enough for 2 strokes to cover one of Dave’s blushing buns, so she alternated cheeks with high & low slaps that built one upon the other until Dave’s threats & protests gave way to tears &, eventually, frantic crying & sobs of total surrender.

Dave tried his hardest to break free from Alice’s grasp & to hold back his tears, but he was helpless against both. For a fleeting second, he decided that he didn’t like spanking & never wanted to be spanked again. Then his pain-laced body & frightened brain took control, & his tears rushed out & washed away his ability to think or do anything but cry & sob like a well-spanked little boy.

"BooHooHoo... BooHooHoo..."

Alice could feel Dave’s body shake with the force of his sobs, but she knew that real lessons were learned when tears fell so she continued applying the flat of the spatula to Dave’s scarlet seat without respite.

"BooHooHoo... BooHooHoo... BooHooHoo..."

Dave wouldn’t have believed it, but Alice’s spanks did lessen in intensity as his crying & sobbing intensified. She knew that it wasn’t the force of the blows that was important now. Just holding Dave over her knee & continuing the act was enough to maintain & increase his submission... And supply the real, old-fashioned, spanking punishment he’d asked for!

"BooHooHoo... BooHooHoo..."

Alice decided that 2 minutes of tears & sobs were all Dave needed, so she stopped spanking him then & held his shaking body over her lap. His bottom was bright red & very hot to her touch, but she knew the worst of it would wear off quickly & what remained would only make sitting uncomfortable for Dave for a few days more.

As Dave’s sobs diminished, Alice allowed herself to enjoy the feel of him & her own strong sense of power & arousal. She’d never enjoyed spanking so much before, & she’d basically been celibate since the death of her husband many years before... Did she dare give in to the wicked desires coursing through her??

Alice hadn’t made her decision when she told Dave to rise & gave him a light slap to help him scurry to his feet. But then she saw his erection, which had subsided somewhat but was still a nice size & shape.

Putting modesty "to the wind", Alice decided to be wicked. Standing & stepping toward Dave, she took hold of his semi-erect penis & led him to a corner of the kitchen. Encased in Alice’s warm hand, Dave’s shaft grew so quickly that Alice was amazed it could come alive so fast after the spanking she’d administered.

Obviously, Dave was more turned-on by being spanked than he’d let on, Alice realized. And, since she was feeling much the same, she allowed herself the pleasure of squeezing Dave’s silky, hot manhood & letting her hand travel the length of it during their walk to the corner & after Dave assumed the stance she wanted him in.

Dave’s immediate, panting reaction to her handling pleased Alice, but she was surprised when he suddenly groaned & spurted his seed into the corner. The feel of his shaft shuddering through a long, strong cum had an arousing effect on Alice, & without thinking she aided Dave with vigorous strokes & caresses until the last jet of his semen had flown against the wall.

"Well, I guess you’ll have to clean that up with the rest of the house," Alice giggled girlishly, feeling things she hadn’t felt in a long, long time.

Dave was feeling things he’d never expected to feel too, not the least being shame over losing control of himself in front of Alice.

"I-I-I... I’m sooo sorry, Alice! I-I-I..." Dave sputtered as he hid his face in the corner. "P-Please don’t spank me again for being so bad?!?!"

Alice smiled widely at Dave’s submissive tone. He didn’t know that she didn’t mind at all! Still, she feigned a sterner tone than she felt & told him she was done spanking him for today, but that she’d meant what she said about keeping an eye on him in future.

"I want this house spotless by Monday evening, young man," Alice said, secretly knowing that Dave would not meet her high standards no matter how hard he cleaned.

"Y-Yes, Ma’am," Dave replied.

"And I want to see all the magazines you have like the one you gave me. That wasn’t the only one?"

Dave didn’t want Alice to see everything in his collection & thought about lying, but he didn’t dare.

"N-No, Ma’am. Right now, Ma’am? I’ll get them!!" Dave offered a little too eagerly.

"Don’t be silly. Your nose stays in that corner for half an hour. I want to see how messy the house is anyway so I’ll get them. Where are they?"

"B-But..." Dave sputtered in panic, then yelped when Alice slapped his sore ass & quickly told her. Alice sternly told him to keep his nose where it was until she gave him permission to come out, then went off to find out that Dave was a lot messier & much naughtier than she already knew!

Burying his face in the corner & blushing for the umpteenth time that day, Dave sniffled away the last remnants of tears & frantically worried about what Alice would do when she found the copies of Firm Handed Ladies in his stack of magazines & his small collection of rectal thermometers, butt plugs, & lacy, ladies panties! He’d never told anyone about those & hadn’t plan to do so with Alice!!

David Hall found out that standing in a corner distorts time, but he was sure Alice was gone for hours before he heard her walk back into the kitchen & say, "Young man! You have some explaining to do!!

Dave didn’t want to, but he turned at Alice’s command & blushed beet red when he saw her holding a lacy black pair of his women’s panties in one hand & a thermometer & butt plug in the other.

"I know what these are for & intend to put them to use right now," Alice said, indicating the panties & rectal thermometer.

"Ohhh, noooo..." Dave moaned with abject humiliation.

"But you have to tell me if this is what I THINK it is before I’ll know what to do with it," Alice asked, holding up the biggest, & so far unused, butt plug he had.

"Ohhh, noooo..." Dave turned ten different shades of scarlet.

"Oh, yessss," Alice replied. Then she made Dave tell her... EVERYTHING!

The Blushing Happily Ever-After End!