There was a time, that sadly seems quite long ago, when I was a 17 year old spanko with not much spanking experiences to speak of. Which is really not the point of this story but rather just wanted to type that sentence. (Pardon my nonsense) But the reason for me saying this is because I personally believe that when one is relatively inexperienced to spanking, certain encounters stay in one's mind.
One such as this:
I was rather young an impressionable then and mixed with a small group of older spankos. And with their rather “old-ish” conversations came a topic about foreign brides from China. I think the trend has kinda died down here in Singapore but then matchmaking was all the rage even though it hadn't reached the peak of its popularity yet. So a couple of them were sharing about how their own friends had been fleeced by the foreign brides they had gotten through the matchmaking agencies. And then they went on and on about how their friends would complain that the China brides were quite a handful and not easy to handle. (Which personally, now that I know better........not all matchmaking affairs turn sour.......but ah I digress.) So being the naïve and young guy, I casually thought aloud about whether a spanko would have the same problem. There were chuckles all round as they seemed rather amused by my thoughts and one of them, Joe, kind of reckoned that it be best if I “experienced” that answer to my question. I really did not know what he meant then.........
But a couple of days later I got a call from him asking if I was free to go meet a friend with him. I knew it must have had something to do with our previous conversation but knowing him, I did not probe and merely went along.
As we were on our way to this friend's house Joe told me a bit about him. He was Mr Aw, a semi-retired trader/businessman of sorts, who was in his late 40s. He had spent his youth chasing the dollar and thus was never married. Until he got hitched with his China-bride about two years prior to our meeting with him that day. But more on him later.
Anyway so Joe, being the the guy that he was told me that at his cue I was to ask Mr Aw a certain question. Well the question went something like “So I heard that many people are having problems handling their China wives, are you facing the same problem?” I mean come on.........”handling”? It wasn't some pet or animal that we were talking about. But Joe's grin and repeated asking for me to play along got the better of me.
So we reached Mr Aw's place, a penthouse in one of the condominiums, and we were introduced. Mr Aw didn't look that old but his wife looked really young. If I hadn't known better about the legal laws with matchmaking, I would have guessed that she was younger than me. (She was 19, for those who are wondering.)
As we sat down opposite Mr Aw on the sofa, I kinda sort of felt that the “question” that Joe had wanted me to ask was already answered. I mean, Mrs Aw was by Mr Aw's side, hand holding his arm, from the time we entered the home. Furthermore, as we were seating down, Mr Aw had settled himself into the sofa opposite us and Mrs Aw was about sitting down next to him when he told her to serve us drink in a “how-could-you-forget-this” kind of tone and as she got up to get the drinks, he planted a rather mild spank of her bottom as he shook his head looking at us and said, “Tsk, must remind her still.” I mean if he could so much as plant a smack on her bottom there an then in front of us, would it really have been rocket science to guess that he spanked her?
Oh but noooo, Joe still had to try to rib me into asking the question. As somewhere in the midst of his small-talk-cum-catching-up conversation with Mr Aw, Joe suddenly went “so our young friend here has a burning question he has been wanting to ask you” as he jab me with his elbow. It really sounded stupid but I kinda managed to pull the question off. And from the chuckling I sort of guess, Joe and Mr Aw were in on something which I had no knowledge about. But anyway, Mr Aw's reply was that he'd answer that question when the drinks had arrived.
So as soon the drinks were served and Mrs Aw had taken a seat beside Mr Aw, he spoke to her in mandarin that he was just about to share what happens when she was naughty. But since she was here, maybe she could show us what happens when she is naughty.
Mrs Aw seems hesitant, giving an embarrassed smile, as she stands up turns around and lifts her skirt up, revealing a thong and a rather shapely but red bottom. And as if to further prove his point, Mr Aw give her bottom a few spanks as he asks her if she deserves the spankings. To which she replies with a “yes” in between her gasps from the spanks. And he pushes it somemore but asking “why”, to which she replies because she has been naughty. Seemingly satisfied, he asks her to sit back down. I was sure she must have been embarrassed, but she did not really show it.
It wasn't long before the doorbell rang.......looking at Joe's face, I knew it couldn't have been a coincidence. Read on you will understand.
Mr Aw got up to see who it was and returned with a white envelope, supposedly couriered over. It apparently was some results of sorts. Mr Aw, had sent Mrs Aw for some English course. The results of a couple of tests Mrs Aw had been given during her course were in that white envelope. The results were dismal. Terrible in fact. So seizing the opportunity, Mr Aw decided to punish her there and then.
He made her remove her skirt and it was over the knee for a handspanking which lasted quite a while and she was sobbing by the time the spanking was over.
Which was kinda a cue for us to leave, as Joe stood up nudging me as we thanked Mr Aw for his time and Joe said to give him some privacy. Mrs Aw was by then bent over the sofa and he was welding the cane.
We left and till this day.......I am so sure that it was rigged. I am so sure that Joe and Mr Aw had arranged for the test results to be couriered that day. But......they never did admit it. Personally, I did have some questions for him........but I never had a chance to ask. Personally, I kinda was not very comfortable with how the relationship was. I am not judging or anything but kinda just feel that in domestic discipline relationships, or any other relationships, mutual consent is very important. And I did feel a little that Mrs Aw didn't have much choice........being away from her homeland and all, plus being a “paid-for” bride. That being said..........I didn't hang out with them much either after that. Kinda didn't agree a little with some of their perceptions and value with regards to domestic discipline.