An unexpected Spanker

I met Charles just two days ago and it reminded me of the time that I had first met him and his wife and did not even think for a single moment that he was a spanko......well as they always say....don't judge a book by its cover. :)

Charles was just over 40, short and balding slightly. He was a quiet person who was an extremely nice person to talk to. Although he was quite a confident and self assured person, he just did not seem like a typical HOH in a domestic discipline relationship. It didn't help that his wife Jennifer, who had just turned 30 that year, was the extreme opposite from him (Hell i didn't even know that Jennifer was his wife until Tom introduced us). She was the typical social butterfly who fluttered around in a social gathering making small talk. She was quite an outspoken person, not in a confrontative kind of way, but more of the-life-of-a-party kind of way. The first time I met him was at Tom's housewarming. Now Tom was a fellow spanko like me and had been a long time friend. However in social settings such as a housewarming, most of the time the bulk of the guests are normally vanilla. So when Tom introduced me to Charles and Jennifer, I thought it was because Charles, like me, was an avid fan of medieval and historical shows. It was only after I had left Charles, after a 20 minute discussion over a certain medieval show (during which Jennifer had gone on to flutter and talk to the other people in the house), and had gone to get a drink when Tom came next to me and whispered, “Just to let you know, Charles is in the scene.” (Now that is just our code among vanillas that we had a fellow spanko or spankee in our midsts) “No way!”, I exclaimed with widened eyes, “You have to be joking! I thought it was because of our interest for all things medieval that you introduced us.” Tom knew that there was no way that I was going to believe him at that moment, so with a sigh he walked up to Charles, who was across the room talking to another person, and whispered something across the room before pointing towards me. Charles looked up, gave a smile and raised his glass as if to acknowledge. I raised it back and as Tom walked back, I queried him about how he knew. It turned out that Charles was a colleague of Tom and he had only found out recently during a drink after work with Charles. Tom had told Charles that one of his long time friend, *Ahem* yours truly, was also one of them and had promised to introduced us during the housewarming. As I remarked that there was not way that I could have known, Tom told me that actually it was possible to tell if we observed the body actions that Charles and Jennifer had with each other. Intrigued, I spent a good part of the night observing them subtly as I went about talking to the other vanillas in the house.

The signs were extremely subtle, and would have only been noticed if one really observed closely. For starters, Charles never went looking for Jennifer. All he needed was to make eye contact with her and she would come over to him. Jennifer on her part, although fluttering around, kept looking at Charles ever so often but subtly if see if her presence by his side was needed. Then was the body actions when they were standing to each other. The way that Jennifer looked at him when Charles was talking to her, you could see the hint of submissiveness in her eyes. When introducing Jennifer to whoever he was talking to, I noticed his hand would either be firmly placed at the small of her back just above her bottom or his palm would be lightly resting on her bottom. Then came the one time when they parted, Charles gave her bottom a gentle pat as she walked off to “flutter” again. It was so casual, so light that you wouldn't have even noticed it. But most interestingly, I noticed a slight jerk from Jennifer as if her bottom was sore from a recent spanking that the most gentle pat would send a sensation tingling at her skin. Charles must have noticed me looking at that point for he walked up to me and smiled. As he poured himself a drink, he casually said,”Yes it was over my knee just before we came here.” Then he continued,”It was to remind her not to have to much to drink when we are here, seems it really didn't sink in, I had to remind her again. If it wasn't for the fact that not everyone her knew about it, she would have gotten another over my knee again. Guess it will have to wait till we get home” I stood there silent for a while smiling, abit taken aback, largely because I was still getting over my initial impression of Charles as someone who could no way by a spanko. But my silence only lasted a while and very soon, Charles and myself were at a corner of the drinks counter having a discussion about “our interests” for a large part of the remaining night. As we were all leaving, Charles invited Tom and myself for dinner at his place the following week. Saying that we could further share on our respective “interests”. Tom and I readily accepted.

The following week as we arrived at Charles place (Tom and his wife, me and my partner at that time), I assumed that Charles would have already told Jennifer that we were in on their domestic discipline lifestyle. Charles had told him during work that week that he had intended to break the news to Jennifer that night when we came for dinner, but Tom obviously had forgotten to tell me. Therefore when I casually asked over the dinner table if Charles had given Jennifer a good one over his knee after the house warming, Jennifer choked as if in shock as to how I knew. Charles, calm as always, gave a smile and said,”Darling its alright, these two ladies get it from them too. Nothing to be shy about.” As if to hint that Charles wouldn't hesitate to spank her infront of us, Jennifer blushingly smile and said,”Oh, then I guess I'd better be extra careful tonight.” Dinner went on like any other dinner, with more conversations over medieval movies and stories being shared by the guys and the usual fashion talk among the ladies.

Things however took an interesting turn when we adjourned to the the basement for some wine and dessert. The atmosphere had become more relaxed and as we sat around just chit-chatting and the occasionally spanking topic came up every now and then. Then suddenly Charles excused himself, on the pretence of going up to the kitchen to get another bottle of wine only to return and place not just a bottle but a cane on the coffee table. There was barely a moment of silence and Charles matter-of-factly announced that he had also invited us for dinner as he wanted an audience to witness when he punished Jennifer. She had recently been caught speeding and it was the umpteenth time. He went on to say that the added humiliation would help prevent it from recurring again. Jennifer, looking extremely embarrassed by this time, pleaded with Charles not to punish her then saying that it was embarrassing as it was only the second time that we were meeting. Charles then reminded her that the last time he had punished her infront of an audience for smoking, it worked extremely well. So therefore, it was going to happen.

And so as if to her, Charles took a chair placed it in the middle of room, sat down and began to roll his sleeves up. I think it was some sort of a ritual for them, for the moment Charles had sat down, Jennifer had gone all quiet and stood quietly by his side with her hands by her side. When he had finished rolling up his sleeves, he looked at Jennifer who automatically went over his knees. Then came the lecture, as Charles went on about the dangers of speeding, recounting the number of speeding tickets she had gotten plus the number of times she had been spanked for it already. And he ended the lecture with,”Now don't you think you deserve this after all the warnings you have had?” Jennifer was already sniffling when she replied with a,”Yes Sir, I am sorry sir.” And I think it was already a rule, for when Charles uttered a, “Brace yourself.” Jennifer raised her head and looked straight ahead. Charles began spanking, not extremely hard but at a constant relaxed rhythmic pace which seemed to make Jennifer wince at every spank. After about 40 spanks or so (I honestly lost count at about twenty), Charles stopped and patted her bottom lightly twice. This I believe was another cue, for Jennifer immediately got up dropped her skirt and got back over his knees. This time, she looked straight ahead and said, “I'm ready Sir.” Charles resumed with the handspanks at the same intensity though this time joining the winces on Jennifer's face were sniffles and tears. After about a minute or two, Charles stopped once again and patted her bottom lightly twice. Jennifer got up once again and removed her panties before getting over his knee once more. This time she looked down as she continued to sob quietly which resulted in Charles giving her a very hard smack on her bottom to which Jennifer let out a gasp before she looked straight and said, “I'm sorry Sir, I'm ready.” Charles resumed the handspanking and continued to spank at the same intensity but in such a relax rhythmic pace that I think it made Jennifer feel every single spank which I believe made it all the more painful. This time, Charles continued for about three minutes and Jennifer's tears were streaming at a constant rate. This time after Jennifer had gotten up, Charles pointed to the corner of the room which she went to without a word, got down on her knees and put her hands on her head.

As a spanking mood was already in the air, the conversation went on about how he had begun a domestic discipline relationship with Jennifer (well I'll put the details in another post ya?). And after about twenty minutes, Charles stood up cleared his throat just called out,”Jennifer.” She came quickly to him, removed his belt, folded it in half and handed it to him. She then bent over and placed her hands on the chair and said,”I am ready sir.”

Charles snapped the belt in the air as he asked her,”How many tickets have you received so far?”

“15 Sir.” she replied.

“And how many did I say you would get for each ticket?”, he asked again.

“Two each Sir.” she answer this time sobbing.

“So how many should you get Sir?” he asked again in a very calm fashion.

“30 Sir.” she replied in between sobs.

“Very well, you'd better not loose count.” he said with a slight smile as he raised the belt for the first stroke.

It was a darn good belting which drew a gasp from Jennifer with each stroke.

After the 30^th stroke, Charles put the belt back round his waist and immediately, Jennifer got down on her knees before the chair and put her hands on her head. Charles pushed back the chair slightly and sat down. Jennifer raised her eyes towards him as he lectured her again and warned her that if it happened again, it would be five strokes for each ticket. After that, he told her, “Go prepare for the cane.” Jennifer got up and then proceeded clear the coffee table, placing all the cups and bottles of wine on a table behind the couch. After the table was cleared, she got up the coffee table on her hands and knees. It was the first time I saw a slight frown on Charles face, as he walked up and gave her a hard smack again as he said,”Aren't you forgetting something.” Jennifer whimpered a ,”Please darling.......” But before she could continue, Charles cut her off with a,”One more word and we will start all over again.” Jennifer quickly got up and removed her blouse and her bra, you could see the embarrassment on her face, and got back on the coffee table.

It was 15 strokes this time with the cane. Each stroke landed perfectly on top of each other and drew a cry out from Jennifer. But amazingly enough, or maybe she has gotten punished enough, Jennifer did not buckle out of position and counted every single stroke albeit with a a constant stream of tears and crying. After the 15 strokes, Charles rested the tip of the cane on her back as if to tell her that was more for Jennifer began to cry harder and pleaded,”Please Sir, no more.” But Charles went,”There are four people witnessing your punishment today and its only polite that you take one stroke for each of them. So that will be four more and since its the last four, you know what that means don't you?” It must had meant that it would be the hardest of all the strokes for Jennifer continued to cry even harder as she barely managed to utter a,”Yes Sir.” The last four strokes drew loud cries from Jennifer and I could even hear Tom's wife and my then-partner gasp softly as each stroke landed. After another 20 minutes in the corner, Jennifer joined us back on the couch but this time, she was only wearing an apron on, which covered all her frontal privates but showed her brightly striped bottom.

Charles and Jennifer have joined us for many other social gatherings, both vanilla and spanko, since then and it has really showed me that never make an assumption of someone by their first impression. For you never know if the bookish or nerdy person beside you may be spanking his other half behind closed dooers.

Reader's Submission: Caned by Auntie and maybe by future Husband

This was sent to me by a 28 year old lady. Touching recollection of how her "Auntie" used to punish her. Not as severe as some of the contributions that I have put it.

I was born in Penang which is part of Malaysia. However since I was 7, my parents sent me to live with an Auntie in Singapore as they wanted me to study in Singapore. I was an extremely playful girl growing up, so much so that my parents gave my Auntie a cane on the first day that they brought me to her place. My mother told my Auntie to treat me as her own and to punish me if I did not listen to her. My parents were quite traditional and strict and used to punish me quite often for very minor things. Luckily my Auntie was not so strict with me. She was not married and really looked after like her own. For the first ten years that I stayed with her she never used the cane on me. Whenever I was naughty, she would only scold me. It was only on a few occasions that she spanked me with her hand. But I must say that she was quite fierce when she wanted to, so maybe it also stopped me from being too naughty as I was afraid when she was angry.

When I was about 17 or 18 years old, my Auntie finally used the cane on me. It was quite a painful experience. I had stolen money from her purse. She always had quite a lot of money inside and I thought that she would not realise. But that night when I came home late, she was waiting for me. Her face was very angry. But when she asked me the first time about it, I lied to her and said I did not take it. However, she then told me that she had actually saw me take the money and had kept quiet to see if I would put it back. I then told her the truth. She was very angry and she spanked me with her hands at first. But I think when she made me stand in the corner and pull my ears, I did not do it and was rude to her, so she took the cane and caned me. She made me bend over and touch my knees and the caned me about five times. I know it is not a lot compared to the other people in your stories, but it was the first time I was caned and it was really quite painful. I remember crying a lot and my auntie made my kneel and pull my ears for almost two hours after that. But luckily she forgave me after that.

The next time she caned me was when I was about 20 years old. By that time, my Auntie had actually not even spanked me for a very long time. But I think I must have made her very upset. My Auntie had her own flower shop, and normally during the weekdays she only comes back around 5 or 6pm. I had a boyfriend then and I brought him up to my Auntie's place as we did not know where to go. Then when we were in my room, we started kissing and petting heavily. Very soon we were both naked and cuddling on the bed, but we did not have sex yet. Then suddenly, the door suddenly opened and my Auntie was standing there. I never saw her that angry before. She chased the boy out of the house and then she started scolding me. It was very embarrassing and I trying to hide my body with the blanket. But my Auntie pulled away the blanket and started spanking me. It was one of the longest spanking that I ever got from her. And it was the first time that I was spanked on my bare bottom. In fact it was the first time I was naked in front of my Auntie. I cried and begged her to stop but she kept spanking me and scolding me at the same time that I was a dirty girl. When she stopped spanking me, my bottom felt like it was on fire and I was really crying a lot. She made me kneel and pull my ears again. I thought at that time that she had forgotten about the cane, but I was wrong. After about one hour. She came back and told me to stand up. When I got up and turn to face her, I realised that she had the cane in her hands. Although I begged her not to cane me, she did not listen and when I refused to touch my knees and kept begging her, she push me onto the bed face down. She held me down with one hand and caned me many times. I don't remember how many strokes I got that day but my backside looked like a zebra crossing after that.

The last time that my Auntie caned me was on my 21 birthday. My parents had come down to my Auntie's place to celebrate my birthday. But I did not feel close to them as throughout the years, I only saw them once a year and did not have anything to say to them. In fact when they gave me words of advice, I felt that it was nagging and was quite rude to them. In the end, I shouted at them over something and I ran up to my room. I think about two or three hours later, my Auntie came up to the room. By that time my parents had already left. She came in to the room with the cane in her hands. I knew that I was going to be punished. She scolded me for being rude to my parents and said that I was disrespectful. She spanked me after that. I think I could have escaped being spanked actually but when she made me stand up, I stupidly said that I did not think I was wrong as they had no right to nag at me since they were not there for me all this while. My Auntie got angry and pushed me on the bed. As my Auntie was a very strong lady, I knew that I could not fight against her. So after struggling for a while, I just lie face down waiting for her to cane me. I think she was also a very traditional person and felt that disrespect to parents was a very serious matter because this time she pulled my shorts away from my bottom and caned me on my bare bottom. It was really a very painful caning this time, like the time above and my backside was again like a zebra crossing.

I went overseas to study soon after that but the day she sent me off at the airport when she hugged me, she told me that she always looked at me as her own daughter and the cane would still be waiting for me when I returned. I was more mature then and realised that she had punished me because she loved me. I even thanked her for bothering to discipline me.

Sadly, she passed away before I returned back but as she had no children and was not married, she left me her house. I have since moved into her place and I have put the cane beside my bed as a form of memory of my Auntie.

I told my finance recently about the story of the cane and he said that maybe he should cane me if I am a bad wife next time. I just laughed it off. But I think he seemed serious about it. That day when he was looking at my credit card bill, he said that if I still spend that way after we got married, he would use the cane to cane me.

Justin and Marie - Confession of love but spanked in return (Part 3)

This is the third part in Justin and Marie's story. Marie's confession of love for Justin.........read on to find out more. (If you have not read the first two parts, you can read them here: Part 1 and Part 2.)

When Marie went on to JC2, Justin scaled down the punishments he had for Marie. She was showing a better attitude towards her studies but to ensure that she remained focussed on her studies, Justin made her continue with her journal. At the same time, he no longer spanked Marie three times a day. She had long learnt her lesson and never skipped another day of school. However, as a form of a reminder, he gave her a hard blistering three minute bare bottom handspanking on Sunday night in preparation of the coming school week and another on Wednesday night so as to keep her focus midweek. As Marie was no longer spanked everynight, she would take the strap and knock on Justin's door at night if she had a confession to make. Each Saturday afternoon Justin would still check Marie's journal and occasionally she would receive a caning for forgetting to log in some stuffs. Things seemed to be going on track until her mid term examinations came out. Although Marie managed to pass all her subjects, her marks were rather low below 60 for all her subjects. Justin was concerned but did not punish her for her dismal results as he attributed her low score to pre-A Level stress and felt that she would be able to do better in the final year prelim exams and subsequently, her A Levels. Justin even told her to not feel disheartened by her results as he could see that she was working hard.

However, on the last Saturday before the mid-term school holidays began, Marie approached Justin and told him if she could review her journal in her room as she had something serious to talk to him about. Concerned and puzzled, Justin agreed and told her that he would go to her room at around 1pm. When he entered her room, he saw Marie fully naked kneeling by the side of her bed with her hands behind her back. On her bed was her journal and several implements laid out neatly on the bed. Surprised at what he saw, he asked Marie what was the matter. Marie did not reply but took her journal, flipped to the last written page and handed it over to Justin. He sat down on the chair and began to read the journal. It was a full page confession by Marie. It turned out that Marie had fallen for Justin so deeply that she had begun to masturbate while fantasizing about him. She had lost abit of control and found herself going to the toilet several times a day to “relieve” herself. Thus she kept missing parts of her classes. Back home, when she was supposed to be revising her school work, she found herself masturbating and fantasizing more and more. This had been happening since the school year had begun (for almost six months) and Marie believed that this was a major contributing factor to her doing badly in her mid term examinations. At the same time, Marie had been “researching” the internet on spankings and all. Seems she wanted a domestic relationship with Justin At the end of the journal was a personal note to Justin. It said that she had really fallen for him and wished that they could be together. At the same time, she was also embarrassed and ashamed of her actions and therefore had been keeping it from her journal until now. She asked for his forgiveness and the last sentence said that she felt that she may need to be punished more severely than she had been when she had skipped school.

Now Justin had also himself developed a fondness for Marie. He was taken in by her submissiveness and at times thought if there was a future for them. However as he knew that the first and foremost priority was his promise to his Godmother over Marie's A Levels, therefore he had repressed all such feelings and kept it within himself. He knew that it was impossible to start a relationship with Marie at this crucial time of her upcoming A Levels but at the same time he knew if he were to be cold towards her, she would be crushed which would jeopardise her A Levels anyway. Therefore he decided to take a small risk. He sat down on the bed and looked at Marie's tear-stained face. He gently lift her face by her chin and told her that he had begun to developed a fondness for her. Marie's face lit up slightly. However Justin continued that it was not possible now as he had made a promise to his Godmother that he would ensure that Marie cleared her A Levels. Having a relationship now would only hinder that. However, Justin promised her that after her A Levels, it may be possible. But of course if she did badly, Justin would be too ashamed to face his Godmother let alone start a relationship with her daughter. Therefore, the most important thing for both of them was to work hand in hand in ensuring that she cleared her A Levels. Marie's face lit up significantly and she promised that she would work extremely hard on her upcoming examinations. She was about to get up when Justin put his hand on her shoulder as if to stop her. Marie suddenly remembered why she was in that position in the first place. Looking up at Justin meekly, she softly said,”Oh, I guess I in for a very severe punishment right?” Justin nodded, this time the gentle look had gone and in its place was a stern and firm demeanour. Marie placed her hands on her head, knowing it was going to be an extremely painful afternoon but yet knowing she deserved whatever was coming, as she looked towards the floor and said,”I am sorry, I am ready to be punished.”

Justin told her that this was a very serious matter and it could put to waste all the hard work and time that they both had spent on her studies. Therefore, this was to be a very severe thrashing and she was to take every single bit of it. Marie nodded with her eyes still downcast. Justin then told her that from then on, in an effort to put a stop to her fantasies for the time being, she was to call him Sir and he was going to be extremely strict with her, at least until her A Levels were over.

And with that Marie's punishment day began.

First Justin took her over his knee and a gave her a good five minutes worth of handspankings at a very rapid pace. Marie was bawling by the time Justin stopped. Then it was off to the corner on her knees with her hand behind her back. It was a rule that Marie had to keep still when in the corner and not rub her bottom unless she was given permission. However Justin had not really enforced this till then. But he knew he had to be stricter with Marie, so when she started to fidget and rubbed her bottom, Justin promptly got her back over his knee and spanked her for another minute. This time when Marie was returned to the corner, she made sure that she remained perfectly still.

After about 20 minutes, Marie was made to go on her hands and knees over her bed. He then placed a strap on her back. He then told her that he was going to give her twenty strokes with his belt and if the strap dropped at anytime, she would receive another ten with the strap that had dropped. The leather belt stung terribly and as hard as Marie tried to keep still, the strap dropped on the twelve stroke of the belt. Justin shook his head but continued with the remaining 8 strokes of the belt. He paused for a minute for Marie to compose herself and then he pick up the strap that had fallen from her back. Marie's bottom felt like it was on fire at this point but she knew that it was to be an extremely harsh punishment and therefore held her position as she continued to sob. Justin picked up a large wooden rule and placed it on her back. This time he warned,”Just to let you know the strokes with the implements that dropped are considered extra on top of the severe punishment that you will be getting.” And he began a rapid delivery of the strap. On after another the strokes of the strap fell in quick succession and it stung extremely badly. However, not wanting to worsen her already harsh punishment, Marie tried as hard as she could to hold still so as to keep the ruler on her back. However on the 9^th stroke, she buckled forward and the ruler slipped off her back. Justin gave her the last stroke of the strap as she buckled once again to the front. “I'm sorry Sir”, she whimpered,”I really tried to hold still.”

“Well, but it still dropped...............but don't worry, I will let your bottom rest for a bit.” Jason replied quite matter-of-factly.

He did let her bottom rest alright. He smacked her thighs instead. Ten smacks to each thigh and he lined them up all the way from the point where her butt met her thighs all the way down to just above her knees. He then left her in that position for another 20 minutes.

Marie was once again made to kneel in the middle of the room as Justin told her that she still had the cane coming which would top off her punishment for lying (as in not writing in the journal) and not concentrating in her studies. However he told her that he would first punish her for her masturbation first. It was hindering her studies and concentration in class, therefore, it had to be stopped. Marie was made to stretch out both hands and to the hands she was given 30 strokes of the ruler on each palm. Then he made Marie go on her hands and knees on the floor and told her to spread her legs. With a crop, Justin whipped her pussy 20 times. And with each time the cropped landed on her pussy, Marie was made to count the stroke and promise that she would not masturbate until she had taken her A Levels. Although the strokes were not extremely hard (you can't whip the pussy as hard as you whip the bottom), the “light taps” gave enough sensation for Marie to gasp out loud as a continuous flow of tears streamed down her face. (I remembered asking Marie how it felt to be pussy whipped at such a young age, to which she replied that it was a shock but a bit of a turn on at the same time. It was a different kind of pain and yet humiliating at the same time. It was only slightly painful, but she reckoned that Justin had warned her then that he would hit her harder if she masturbated again before her A Levels, therefore she didn't dare do it again.) Justin finished off with 20 strokes of the cane. The strokes were the hardest that Justin had ever given her at that time and Marie was almost screaming as each stroke landed. But already so submissive at such a young age, Justin recounted how she still pushed out her bottom for each stroke as if she was silently telling Justin that she really deserved the punishment.

After that day, Justin resumed the three spankings a day, and even did it on the weekends, though Marie felt that he had spanked her harder compared to the first time that he had implemented the three spankings a day. He also brought back the daily quizzes that he had which included three separate thrashings. It was an extremely painful time for Marie, but she felt that it had really helped her focus. Marie did relatively well for her A Levels and when her results came out, she had managed three As and a B. Things were looking up for Marie's grades but she still pinned for Justin's love. It did work out in the end.......I'll leave that for the next part

Though it may take a while, I noticed that I have to clarify some of the information with Marie and Justin.

Justin and Marie - Spankings for Skipping School (Part 2)

This is the second part in Justin and Marie's story. It is about the time when Marie's mother found out about Justin punishing Marie.........read on to find out more.

Justin had finished his masters and his parents were asking him to go over to Australia to help with the family business. However when he told his parents that his Godmother, she was his father's younger sister, needed him to help coach Marie for the A Levels (of course he did not tell them about the spankings) his parent agreed to support him financially while he stayed in Singapore to help Marie with her studies.

Although the school holidays was a “painful” one for Marie, she felt herself falling for Justin. Although she feared the pain of the punishments she had received, she felt good to have such a person “take care” of her in such a way. Her attitude to school however had not changed much and she found school pretty much a bore. School had just started and Justin's grilling of her during the school holidays meant that some of the chapters to be covered in the second half of the year was already covered by her with Justin. Therefore she began to skip school, occasionally and then more and more frequent. She would go out, catch a movie and meet her friend after school had ended to take any homework and made sure she was back by 4pm so that she could have her tuition with Justin. Justin, thinking that Marie had an attitude adjustment during the school holidays, was none the wiser and because she seemed to have a positive attitude, for the first two months that school reopened, he did not even need to spank her.

However, sometime just after the second month, Justin received a call from Marie's Junior College teacher. (Now as Marie's mother was working and she had told the Junior College to call Justin if anything cropped up with Marie at school.) Marie's teacher was worried and had called Justin to check if everything was alright at home. It turned out that Marie had been skipping school so often that she had only be going to school twice a week for the past three weeks. Justin thanked the teacher for informing him and reassured her that he would get to the bottom of things when Marie reached home later that evening. Justin thought about calling Marie on her mobile but decided against it decided to “surprise” her when she returned home.

When Marie returned home that evening, she saw Justin sitting on the living room couch reading a book. On the coffee table was several implements placed neatly. Sensing something was amiss but not thinking that it was anything serious she sat down opposite Justin and jokingly asked if he was cleaning his implements. Justin put down his book and smiled. Ignoring her question he asked her how was everything at school, as if to sound her out. Still not sensing that anything was wrong, she said everything was great and went on about how she felt she could understand better in class and all. Justin smiled and played along with her conversation for a bit then suddenly his face became serious and he looked straight into Marie's eyes and told her that her teacher had called earlier in the day and had told him that she had been skipping classes. Marie froze in her seat, she did not dare look Justin in the eye and looked down as she asked him if her mother knew about it. Justin told her that she did not know yet but added that it was the least of her problems for the time being. Justin told her that it appeared that all the punishments during the holidays to change her attitude towards her studies did not have an effect at all. Marie quickly responded it did, that was why she had come home everyday at 4pm for tuition with him, it was just that school was quite boring. Then as if something had possessed her, Marie mumbled out that to a certain extent she had more motivation when she was being punished. It shocked herself the moment it came out and she continued to stare at her feet embarrassed and hoped that Justin did not hear it. But alas, Justin heard it crystal clear and said a,”Very well then, it seems that we may have to resume some practices that we had during the holidays”. To her own surprise, Marie felt a tingle inside her when she heard those words. It was as if deep down she wanted to be punished by Justin. Despite this, her heart also sank when thinking about the pain of the likely punishments. Justin told her that he would punish her severely this time as it was important that she get it into her head that she not skip school anymore. He then put the implements into the duffel bag, slung it over his shoulder and with his other hand grabbing her arm, he led her to her room. Marie followed in silence and at the same time wondering why Justin was going to punish her in her room this time. She was soon to find out.

Humiliation and punishment go hand in hand. Once in Marie's room Justin closed the door behind him, and sat down on Marie's bed as he pulled her over his knee and gave her a blistering two minute handspanking over her school skirt. He then made her remove her skirt before he put her over his knee again and gave her another two minutes of handspanking. Marie was starting to sniffle and her tears were welling up. She remembers that at that time she could already feel the burn on her bottom and yet her panties and not come down yet! After that, Justin made her stand up and remove her panties. Then it was back over the knee for another blistering two minutes over her bare. Marie was already crying after the handspankings and Justin put her in the corner to reflect on her actions. After about 15 mins, he called Marie over and asked her about what she had reflected upon. She told him that she knew that she should not have skipped school and she promised that she would not skip school anymore. Justin replied that it was a good start to begin thinking that way but there was more to her punishment. He then pulled her back over his knee and gave her ten hard smacks on each butt cheek with a hairbrush. Justin paused for a while as Marie laid over his knee and he lecture her about the importance of going to school. He then gave her another ten smacks with the hairbrush on each of her butt cheeks. Following that, he instructed Marie to remove her school top and made her kneel in the corner with her hands behind her back. As she knelt there, Marie felt terribly embarrassed and exposed. She had never been in such a state of undress in front of anyone, even her mother. Yet at the same time, she felt a bit aroused that she was in such a state in front of the guy she liked. After another 15 minutes, Justin made her stand in front of him with her hands on her head as he lectured her once again. He told her that he hoped that she was beginning to learn her lesson. Marie nodded in between sobs and said that she would never do that again. Justin gave her a slight smile and said that he was sure that after the rest of the punishments she would never skip classes again. Upon hearing this, Marie dropped to the ground crying and holding on to Justin's leg. She pleaded not to be punished anymore as her bottom was really very sore. Justin told her it was to be a severe punishment but he would give her a choice, if she felt that her bottom could no longer take anymore punishments, she could choose to be punished on her thighs. Marie shivered at the thought of going to school with any welts on her thighs. So she whimpered that she would bear the punishment on her bottom. Seeing that her bottom was very sore, Justin told her that he would postpone the rest of her punishments and would only give her one more implement. He then asked her to choose one. Marie chose the cane. As Marie had only gone to school twice a week for the past three weeks, this meant that she had missed 9 days of school. So Justin decided that she would be given 9 strokes of the cane. Justin instructed her to remove her bra and lie on her bed. She was to lie face down with her face turned to the side, her hands by her side and her knees bent so as to push her bottom up (It was something like the doggy position.) Justin told her that she was to count every stroke and say that she would promise to not skip school ever again. Justin made Marie feel every single stroke and she was crying uncontrollably at the end. Justin told Marie to remain in that position while he went to buy dinner. After he returned, he made Marie kneel on the floor with her hands behind her back while he lectured her on how she'd better not skip school anymore or the punishment would be worse than today. At the same time, he told Marie that he was going to resume punishing her on a regular basis. For starters, he would spank her three times a day. Once in the morning before she went to school, once after she returned home from school and once again at around 10pm before she went to bed. Although Marie had just received a severe punishment, Justin told her that the spankings would begin that night. He told her that she was to go to him for the spankings on her on accord during the stipulated timings and if he had to call her for the spanking, he would use the ruler as well.

So that night at 10pm, Marie obediently went to Justin, who was sitting in the living room, and told him that she was her for her spanking. Justin told her that just for that time, as she had been punished severely, he would spank her over her shorts. It would be on the bare from the next day onwards. Just as he had begun to lay the first few spanks on Marie, his Godmother walked in and stood frozen at the living room. She had gotten off work early and had come home earlier than expected. Marie quickly got up and sat down beside Justin. Her faced burned with embarrassment. His Godmother was remained silent, though it was more of shock than anger. However, in a bid not to create any misunderstanding, Justin quickly got up and helped his Godmother to the couch and decided to tell the truth about what she had just witnessed. Justin told her everything and about his rationale of his “carrot and stick” tuition program for Marie and how that it was nothing sexual but because he had promised her that he would help Marie with her studies. He explained the positive effects of how Marie's grades had improved tremendously. He then continued on about Marie had been skipping school. During which Marie's mother showed a visibly upset face and scolded Marie for it. To Marie and Justin's surprise, she continued about how Justin was right that Marie had been having it too easy. She even went on to say that if only she had taken the time to take Marie in hand, things wouldn't be the way it was. She then said that from then onwards, Justin had her full blessing to take her in hand. She added that Justin was her Godson which made him Marie's Godbrother thus in a way he had a responsibility to teach her right from wrong. Then she turned to Justin and put her hand on his shoulder and thanked him, and ended with “I believe her punishment had only just begun when I came in, carry on with it. I want to see how it is. She has been in a need for a good spanking for a very long time. Make sure she really learns her lesson.” Marie cringed in embarrassment while Justin hesitated for a moment before he nodded turned to Marie and said,”Well you heard your mother, back over my lap.” Knowing that Justin would spank her harder now that her mother had given her blessing, Marie buried her face in the couch as she braced herself for a very painful spanking. Justin blistered her bottom for a good three minutes with Marie crying out from the start. As Marie got up and attempted to sit back on the couch, Marie's mother commented,”Are you sure you are supposed to sit back down? Back in those days, we had to kneel and face the wall for a bit to reflect.” Marie looked at Justin who motioned to wards the wall beside the couch. Marie obeyed quickly, afraid that her mother may urge Justin to punish her somemore as she did not know about the earlier punishment in the day. As Marie knelt in the corner with her hands on her head, her mother thanked Justin once again and remarked how more subdued and obedient she seemed now that she was being punished. She said that she was leaving it to Justin to punish her. But she added that felt just a handspanking on her shorts was a bit to little and he may want to be abit more severe in future. Justin gave a slight smile as his Godmother made her way to her own room to shower. After his Godmother had retired to her room, he instructed Marie to go to her room to prepare for bed. He reminded her about her daily spankings.

So for the rest of the school year, each morning Marie would knock on Justin's door with her bottom bared, clutching her school skirt and panties in her hand. Justin would then give her a blistering three minute spanking which would leave her in tears. This he said was to ensure that she could feel it throughout the day and remind herself not to skip her classes. Once she returned from school, she would immediately removed her skirt and panties once again and report to Justin for her second spanking of the day. It was also three minutes but Justin would not spank as hard but still made sure it stung and so occasionally Marie would drip a tear or two during this spanking. At night Marie was to be kneeling in the middle of her room with her bottom bared by 10pm sharp waiting for Justin to give her a final spanking for the day. At the same time it was also confession time. If Marie had not done her home work or had fell asleep during class, she was to place a strap beside her. When Justin came in, he would ask her what she had done to deserve the strap. Then she would remain in the position as Justin strapped her. As Marie was already being spanked three times a day, Justin normally gave her five strokes of the strap at the most if she had anything to confess. After that she would receive a one minute spanking before she went to sleep.

In addition to that, in a bid to ensure that Marie paid attention in class, Justin made Marie write a daily journal. It would include a brief description of what she had learnt during each lesson of the day. Each Saturday afternoon, Justin would go through the journal and for each lesson that she did not log in the journal for the week, she would receive five strokes of the cane. At the same time, if she had written any mistake that she did not confess about during the week, she would receive ten strokes of the strap. Sunday was normally a non spanking day. However closer to her final year examinations, Justin included a reminder spanking for Marie on Sunday afternoons. Well this paid off in a way, for Marie as she aced her final year examinations and was promoted to JC 2 the following year.

Justin and Marie - A spanking beginning (Part 1)

Justin and Marie are in a domestic discipline marriage and over dinner one night I asked them how it all began for them. They began to relate to me a story which took three hours to tell. It is rather wordy when penned (typed rather) down and thus I had to split it into parts. This first part is about how Marie was introduced to spankings by Justin while she was still in Junior College.

Marie's mother began lamenting one day over dinner with Justin, her Godson, and Marie that she felt so useless as a mother. Ever since Marie's father had passed away when Marie was ten, she had to hold two jobs and hardly had any time to help Marie with her school work. Marie had just received news earlier that afternoon that she had failed her JC 1 and had to repeat the year thus delaying her A levels by another year. She went on endlessly about how she felt that it was her fault that Marie had done so badly when suddenly as if a light bulb had lit up in her head, she turned to Justin and remarked,”Hey, you did extremely well for your A levels right? Do you think you could help Godma tutor Marie?” Justin, almost choking on his food, replied, “But Godma, I took my A levels like years ago, are you sure you gonna put such hope on me?” (Justin was 6 years older than Marie) Marie's eyes lit up, she had been having the biggest crush on Justin ever since he moved in to stay with them during his NS 5 years ago (Justin's parents had migrated to Australia during that time but he did not want to go), and the prospect of having her crush tutor her seemed great so she hijacked the conversation and went,”Yes why not? Mom can't afford a tutor for me and plus you have got the time now right? Its convienient since you're staying with us. Please?” Both Marie and her mother looked at Justin with pleading eyes that made it hard to refuse and so (sigh) Justin agreed reluctantly. The school holidays were approaching and Marie's mother reckoned that since Marie would be free as well, Justin might as well help Marie prepare for JC 1 during the school hols.

Marie however had other plans on her mind. It was the school holidays and she did not want to be cooped up studying for two whole months. But she liked the fact that Justin and her would be alone most of the time so tuition went on but Marie never concentrated on whatever Justin was teaching her. Justin himself knew that Marie was not paying attention, but he did not know at that time that Marie had a crush on him, and he thought that well since it was the school holidays he might as well let her be.

The school holidays passed quickly and Marie had learnt nothing from the two hours that Justin spent teaching her daily. Justin continued to tutor her when school reopened, he was grateful to his Godmother for taking care of him all this while when his parents were abroad and he did not want to let her down. Marie on the other was still nonchalant about her school work and before she knew it, she was staring at the results of her first term test. She had obviously flunked badly. The report card needed her mother's signature, but not wanting to upset her, she asked Justin if he could help sign it for her. Justin was slightly irritated. He had put in his time and had seriously tried to tutor Marie. He did not want to help Marie lie to her mother, but at the same time he couldn't bear to imagine how upset his Godmother would be if she knew of the results. So he helped her, but only on the condition that she promise to work hard for the coming mid year examinations. Marie agreed but somehow, she didn't seem to take it seriously. Although Justin had spent more time tutoring her, she still did not concentrate and it seemed Justin's efforts were to be in vain. This proved true as when Marie returned home on the day that the report book was given out, the look on Marie's face said everything. Justin was flabbergasted when he looked at her results. He was so sure that if she had done the revision that he had given her, she would have at least passed all four subjects. Justin's face blackened and he firmly told Marie that he was extremely disappointed. He would not help her lie to her mother this time and in fact he had decided not to tutor her any more since she was totally not interested in her studies. Justin added that he intended to move out as he felt too ashamed to face her mother, his Godmother. Marie, who had been keeping quiet since Justin had begun ranting about his frustration and disappointment over her results, began to cry at this point of time. This took Justin by surprise, although he had known Marie for a long time, he had never seen her cry. He stood there unsure of what to say and passed Marie a box of tissue. In between sobs, Marie began to confess to Justin that she had not paid any attention Justin's tuition at all. She had merely wanted him to be his tuition teacher as she had a crush on him. She wasn't interested in her studies and had spent the past months of tuition ogling and daydreaming about Justin and not paying attention at all. She was only saying this out because Justin had said that he was intending to move out and she didn't want him to. (Sigh, the folly of an 18 year old girl). She pleaded with Justin to help her sign the report book one last time and promised that she would concentrate fully on her studies during tuition with him. Justin kept quiet not sure of what to say. He said he would think about it and get back to her in a few days.

Now Justin was at a loss. Not knowing what to do. He wanted to help his Godmother with her daughter's studies, but now that he knew that she liked him, he felt abit uncomfortable. He had always looked upon Marie as a younger sister. So for three whole days, Justin went out first thing in the morning, so as to avoid Marie, hung out with his friends and only came back late at night. It was during these three days that an idea came to him. He had recently gotten out of a relationship, it was not the typical domestic discipline kinda thingy but he had dabbled in spanking in his previous relationships. So he thought he may try out a discipline cum tuition program with Marie. (Personally when he told me this story, I felt that it was more of wanting to help his Godmother with her daughter than wanting to spank Marie's 18 year old bottom.) He however did not know how to broach the topic so on the fourth day, after his Godmother had gone to work, sat down in the living room and pretended to watch the tv. When Marie came by the living room, he casually told her (without looking at her) that he had taught about it. He would help her this time but it was the very last time and he would only help her on the condition that she would have to abide by his rules when it came to her studies. He did not elaborate and merely said that it would not be all fun and it would be serious studies. Marie was of course delighted to hear of Justin's decision immediately agreed. The one month school holidays was going to begin in a week's time and he told her that he intended to tutor her throughout the holidays and she should not make any plans to go out. It was to be from 10 to 5. He also told her to get a copy of her test papers from her teacher so that he could run through the questions with her and test her again. Then he told Marie that the tuition would begin only once the school holidays had begun. Meanwhile, Justin got busy getting various implements from his spanko contacts and packed them in a duffel pack and kept them in his cupboard.

One the first day of the school holidays, Justin sat in the living room waiting for Marie. However Marie was still sleeping and it was only at about 11am that she walked out of her room and sheepishly looked at Justin. Justin kept a straight face and told her to wash up and get back to the living room for her tuition. Once Marie had washed up, Justin sat her down and went through his lesson plans. Marie had four subjects (if I am not wrong it was History, Economics, GP and Chinese, I am not very sure) and each day, Justin would go through two subjects with her. He then went on to talk about her attitude. He told Marie firmly that her attitude towards her studies was atrocious and he would not stand for such attitude anymore. Then he showed her a picture, which he had printed off the net, of a schoolgirl bent over a teacher's lap, and told her that she should expect this from now on. Marie assumed that he was joking and began to laugh. But when she realised that Justin was not smiling at all, she quickly stopped and kept very quiet not knowing how to react. Justin then when on to explain that from his observation, he felt that Marie had been having it extremely easy and nobody had taken her in hand since her mother left for work at 7am and only got back after 11pm on most days. He added that such freedom has proven to be bad for her. Therefore, to ensure that she would focus on her studies, Justin said that he would be using the “carrot and stick” approach.. Then he said that her first punishment would be for being late for tuition as it was supposed to begin at 10am. Sensing Marie's hesitance, Justin reminded her that he had told her that he would only continue with the tuition if she kept to his rules. However he did not want to force her and told her that she could take some time to think it through. And with that he got up towards to kitchen to get a drink. When he returned to the living room, he half expected Marie to have gone back to her room or run off, but to his amazement she was sitting on the couch as if waiting for him. She then told him that she guessed she did need some discipline and she was willing to try it out. Then she looked up at Justin and said, “So I guess I will be spanked for being late today?” So Justin sat down on the couch and pulled Marie over his knee. Before he began to spank her, he told her that since it was her first time being spanked, I will leave your shorts on for now. And with that, he began to spank her bottom about ten time on each cheek. Then he got Marie to get up and warned her that it had been an extremely mild spanking as it was her first time. The rest of the day went on relatively alright and without a another spanking, though Justin reckoned that Marie was more attentive throughout the day.

The very next day, Marie woke up late again. Justin was upset for he had just spanked her the day before. Therefore, this time Justin made sure she really felt it. He gave her about twenty warmup spanks on her shorts and then he pulled down her shorts to reveal her bare bottom. She reached back to try and hold on to her shorts, but Justin smacked her hand and reminded her that he had already warned her that it would be on the bare. He then gave her a good two minute spanking which left her tearing and on the verge of crying. This was again the only spanking for the day and Justin thought that he was making progress. However for the next one week, Marie was late every single morning and thus received a spanking each morning. Then one of the nights, as Justin got out at about one am to get a glass of water, he noticed the lights in Marie's room were still on. He pressed his ear against her door and he heard the sound of her playing with her computer. So the very next day, as Marie woke up late again and as usual he spanking her over her shorts then on her bare. However this time, as Marie attempted to get up after Justin had stopped with the bare bottom handspanking, Justin rested his hand on her back and told her that it was not over. He then told her that he had seen her lights still on at about one am. It turned out that Marie had trouble waking up every morning as every night she would be on the computer until quite late. He then took a wooden ruler and gave her ten stinging spanks with it. This left her crying. He then told her that she was to sleep by 11pm every night from then on and for every morning onwards that she woke up late, he would double the number of strokes with the ruler. The ruler must have really stung for the next morning onwards, Marie was never late for her tuition.

Around the middle of the month, Justin gave Marie a mini test on the four subjects. It was the same test papers she had done for her mid term examinations. This time, Marie did better than she had done previously during her mid term but she still did not pass any of the papers except for her GP. Therefore Justin decided to take things to the next level. He told her there would be no more lessons for the day. But from then on, he would give her a mini quiz on one chapter of history, economics and chinese each day. So Justin told her that she was to spend the rest of the day revising the first chapter of each of the three subject and he would test her the next day.

The next day, when Marie came to the living room she saw three implements on the table and beneath it was one piece of paper each. Puzzled she looked at Justin. Justin had set a series of mini quizzes of twenty questions each for each chapter. The punishment for not doing well in each of the quiz would be the implement on top of the paper. He said that after two weeks of lessons, her progress was disappointing and therefore she needed abit more “motivation”. Marie began to look worried as she had obviously not revised at all the day before.

So the everyday for the next two weeks until school reopened, each day was as such:

The mini quizzes was to be done in the morning. She was to stand by the table by 10am with her shorts and panties taken off. Before each of the quiz, Justin would give her a one minute otk handspanking.

Then for the history quiz, she was to go on her hands and knees on the coffee table. The history quiz was a question and answer quiz done orally. Twenty questions were asked. Each question that she answered wrongly, Justin promptly gave her one stroke of the cane. As said earlier, the very first day, she got all the answers wrong and was crying by the end of the history quiz. She had to get at least 15 correct. If she didn't she would be given 15 minutes to revise the chapter and would have to go through the test all over again. This went on until she got at least 15 correct.

Next was the economics quiz. Twenty questions and it was a written quiz. After the quiz, she would have to kneel on the coffee table with her hands on her head while Justin marked her answers. She would then get the same number of strokes as the number of questions that she got wrong. Likewise, she would keep retaking the quiz and keep receiving the strap for her wrong answers until she got at least fifteen correct.

Lastly was the Chinese quiz. Similar to the Economics paper, it was a written paper. I am not sure about the details of the paper though. After each paper, she would be given one smack of the crop on each side of her bottom, therefore this meant two smacks for each wrong answer. Likewise, 15 was the magical number.

After that, Justin would spend the rest of the day going through the following chapter with Marie. Although Justin effectively ended the tuition at 5pm. Every night at 10pm, as a form of a reminder, Justin would give her bare bottom a final spanking which normally lasted about three minutes.

On the last day before school reopened, Justin made Marie take her mid term test papers again. He had informed her a few days before and told her that he expected her to score at least 75 marks. He also warned her that he would give her one stroke for each mark below 75 with the respective implement that he had assigned to the subject. If she failed any of the test, he would continue this practice for that subject even when school reopened.

Marie really worked hard and she did relatively well and got 80 marks for History, 76 for history and 70 marks for economics. Justin was pleased. Marie too was surprised with herself. She must have felt that Justin's program had worked for her, and though she was to receive five stroke of the strap for her economics score, she meekly asked if Justin could double the strokes so as to motivate her further. To this Justin gladly obliged. After she received the strapped, she hugged Justin and thanked him for not giving up on her then. She asked if he would continue tutoring her till her A Levels, and to this he said of course as he had promised his Godmother that he would ensure that she made it thru.

If you want to share your REAL LIFE spanking stories!

Dear Readers,
Thank you all who have sent me your real life stories. As there have been a couple of contributions of late, I have decided to open another email account so that you may share your real life spanking stories. Therefore is you would like to share your real life spanking stories please email them to sgspankingstories@gmail.com and put "Reader's Submission" in the title of the email ya?

Do note that the emphasis and main intent for my blog was (and still is) to share the real life spankings that happen in Singapore. No you do not have to be a Singaporean. But if you are living in Singapore or have spanked a Singaporean (in or out of Singapore) your stories are gladly welcome. If you are Singaporean and have been spanked by anyone else, your stories are gladly welcome too!

At the same time, it is all about integrity. This is blog is for real life stories. So please, no fantasies alright?

Take good care and keep spanking,
Spankalot!

Reader's Submission: A Mistress' Punishment

This was sent to me by a reader. I have not changed his words and will not mention her name here. The only thing I added was the title.

Reading your blog reminded me of the three years I spent as a mistress. I had met Mr J when I was working as a sales assistant at one of shops Orchard. He asked me out for a drink after work and before I knew it I had moved in with him. Mr J was 45 when I met him and I was 22 at that time. He was posted to Singapore from Japan and did not bring his family along. He was upfront and honest with me about his family back home and I did not mind at that time as I was fresh out of school and he had the money to spend on me. He got me a job as his personal assistant not for the money, he was supporting me, but he was looking for one and I was free so he suggested it and I agreed. I don't think anyone ever knew about out relationship as we kept it under wraps. He had his own office and I was sitting outside at my desk while the rest of his surbordinates sat further away.

Anyway, Mr J was a kinky person and he loved giving a good spanking. Though we never formally started it, our relationship seemed very much like a domestic discipline one. I still remember the first time he spanked me. I was throwing a tantrum about wanting to get some bag but he had already bought me two bags the day before. He said he was spoiling me and did not want to get the bag for me. When we reached home, I was still sulking and throwing a tantrum. In the midst of throwing my tantrum and kicked my shoes off which flew and almost hit his face but he ducked just in time. He called me a spoilt brat and pull me across his lap, lifted my skirt up and started spanking my backside. I struggled and tried to fight back but he was quite strong and held me down as he spanked me for almost ten minutes. I was crying slightly by the time he had stopped. I think he was quite pissed off with me at that time because after he had spanked me, he told me fiercely that he did not need to take such attitude from me and stormed off to take a shower. I laid on the couch abit shocked at the feeling of being spanked for the first time, but somehow maybe you could say it was the time that my submissive side began to bloom. I felt bad for making Mr J upset with me and I felt even worse after I came out of the shower and he did not even bother to look at me. He still looked angry and kept quiet while reading his book. I dunno why I did it, but I crawl into bed next to him and leaned my head on his shoulder and said I was sorry. He didn't react and continue to read his book. I placed my hand on his chest and said sorry again but this time I added that I deserved the spanking. I asked him to not be angry with me and that I would let him spank me whenever I was naughty. He put down his book and looked at me and asked if I was serious about what I said. I said nodded my head, and said that if he wanted he could spank me again. He got up and asked me which leg kicked the shoe off. I told him it was the right leg. He then told me to lie on my front and bend my legs so that it faced the ceiling. He then took a ruler and smacked the sole of my right foot ten times. It was so painful and he told me that if I ever kicked my shoe out like that again he would hit it even more. After that, he made me take out my robe and spanked me naked again but this time much harder. I was crying by the time he was done spanking me. After he spanked me, he sat me on his lap and told me that he would spank me again if I was bad. I promised that I would try to be good.

After that spanking somehow it became a norm. It was like he was my master and I was his slave. In his office table he kept two large rulers. Anytime I made a mistake in the office, he would make me come in to his office and lock the door. Then I had to roll up my skirt and go over his knee. He would then proceed to spank me with his hands and the ruler at times. There were no fixed number of time I would get spanked with the ruler each time. It was up to him and I submitted to the punishment. His office was soundproof and no one ever knew that I was being punished by him. Because he would punish me in office, he made it a rule that I could only wear tight mini skirts which were easy to roll up and only thongs so that the moment I roll up my skirt he could spank my bare backside. Though I did not get punished everyday in office, I was punished at least twice a week in office. Worse still was that if I was punished at office, I would be spanked again at home. Because he said that the spanking in office was a quick one and the proper punishment would be done at home.

At home, it was soon a rule that downwards I could only wear my g string. No skirt, shorts or pant or anything. I could wear a t-shirt on top but without my bra. My backside was at his mercy, and he would spank me whenever he felt like it. But it was not as hard, just to keep my backside red as I had fair skin and he said he liked to ensure that my backside was always red. However when I was naughty and needed to be given a proper punishment, he would tell me to take off all my clothes and he would punish me. It was never fixed type of punishments. He decided on what he used to spank me with, how long and how severe.

I remember the most severe punishment that he gave me. I had thrown a tantrum at a dinner party of his friend. I was bored and did not want to stay there. He said we would stay for a bit more, I threw a tantrum waved my hands like angry and accidentally crashed a display of glasses. Mr J was very angry. He took his friend and me to an empty room. He then apologised to his friend and offered to pay for the broken glasses. His friend said that he was ok. Mr J then said that he would teach me a lesson in front of him for my attitude. He then pulled me over his lap, in front of his friend and spanked me. He lifted my dress and spanked me again until I was crying. After that he made me apologise to his friend and we left straight away. I was so embarrassed but I felt even worse as I had made Mr J angry again. I knew I would be punished again when we reached home. So the moment we reached home, I took off all my clothes and knelt on the floor and apologised to Mr J. I told him that I was really sorry and I would take any punishment. He looked at me and said this will be the most severe punishment you have ever had. He had already spanked me quite hard at his friend's place but I nodded because I knew it was my fault. Mr J then took my over his lap and spanked me for about ten minutes with his bare hands, I was really crying by the time he stopped. He then made me kneel on the floor and stretch my hands out facing upwards. He used a ruler and hit each of my palms 30 times with it. He then made me stay in that position for almost half an hour. It was tiring and each time I fell forward he put me over his lap and spanked me again for about two minutes. I think I fell forward at least three times and I was crying non stop throughout the punishment. But it was not over yet. He brought me to the bedroom and opened a cupboard with his key. Inside was many things to spank me with. There were canes, even whips and long straps and hand cuffs and rope. The bed was with four post. So he made me stand at the bed and tied me hands to each side of the post and tied my legs to each of the legs. He then whipped my breast for about forty time until my breast was all red. He then used a cane to cane my legs until my legs were like a zebra crossing. After that he untied me and made me choose five things from the cupboard to spank me with. I knew that he wanted to punish me severely so I told him that I let him decide. He made me lie on the bed and he gave me spanked me twenty times each with a large ruler, two canes, a large leather belt and a rubber strap. To make sure that I did not move, he handcuffed my hands and legs to the ends of the bed. When he had finished, my bottom was really very sore and I hugged him and begged him to forgive me. He said he did but for the next three months, he spanked me everyday before we went to sleep and caned me every weekend. For those three months, I was not allowed to wear any clothes in the house. After that I never threw my tantrum again but of course I was still quite naughty at times, and he did punish me.

Sadly, he was posted back two weeks ago and we had no choice but to end the relationship. I miss the life then. Maybe I will find another relationship like that soon.

An Indian Spanking Family (Part 3)

*This is part 3 to Kavitha's story, her introductory spanking from Kareem. (You may want to read Part 1 and Part 2 if you have not.) Do note that there is a sexual scene near to the end.*

Kavitha sat cuddle in Kareem's arms as they watched the TV on a Saturday evening after dinner. Her parent-in-laws were out of town and her two sister-in-laws were out at a friend's party. Kavitha suggested that they go out but Kareem had other plans. He told her that he intended to give her the introductory spanking. “But we can go out after that can't we?” she asked. Kareem smiled and told her that an introductory spanking wasn't just a five minute warming of her bottom, it was a introductory to domestic discipline as a whole. Kareem added that it would take a while and she'd better mentally prepare for a painful night. Now Kavitha's mother-in-law had hinted to her that it an introductory spanking was not an easy one and Kareem had explained to her about domestic discipline before they had gotten married. So as if in a last ditch effort to try and lessen the pain, she buried her face in Kareem's chest and begged that he have mercy on her as she had never been spanked before. Kareem smiled again and told her that it would depend on how she behaved during the introductory spankings. With that, Kareem instructed her to go up to their room and sit on the edge of their bed and wait for him. She was to remove all clothing, jewellery and only leave her lingerie on.

Kareem appeared in their room shortly after with a couple of implements in his hand. He placed them on bed and told Kavitha that if she was good, she would only have a taste of how the implements felt on her bottom. But if she was bad, she would really feel them tonight. Kareem then pulled a chair to the centre of the room and sat down. He motioned Kavitha to stand beside him. He then told her that for all future punishments, she was to only be in her lingerie and be on her hands and knees on the bed. Kareem also added that during all punishments, she was to address him “Sir” and acknowledge all instructions given to her. Kavitha nodded silently and was promptly given a sharp smack on her bottom. Kavitha gasped in shock and suddenly realised and immediately said, “Yes Sir, sorry for not responding.” Kareem then led her over his knee. As she laid over his knee, he told her that every punishment would normally start this way, but none of the punishments would only consist of a otk handspanking over her panties. Kareem then proceeded to spank her bottom with medium spanks for about one minute. As it was the first time that she had ever been spanked, Kavitha was already sniffling and was struggling throughout the spanking. As she attempted to reach back to rub her bottom, Kareem pushed back her hand and warned her that she must never ever rub her bottom unless given permission to do so. She was not to ask for permission to rub either. In addition, Kareem warned her that she was to take her punishment without fidgeting or struggling. He then removed her panties and continued to spank her for another minute. Kavitha was already tearing during this spanking and Kareem rubbed her bottom gently as he told her that she was doing well. He then told her that she was to thank him after each punishment whenever she was punished. Nodding she whimpered a “Yes Sir, thank you sir for spanking me.” Kareem then led Kavitha to the wall next to the bed. Kavitha was put in the corner with her nose touching the wall and her hands on her head. Kareem let her know that this was not the only position she would have during cornertime but in all different positions, she was to ensure that she kept still.

After about ten minutes, called Kavitha back to the chair where she was to kneel in front of him with her hands on her head. Kareem showed her a spatula, a hairbrush and a wooden ruler and told her that these were the first three implements that she would has a taste of. Kavitha laid over Kareem's knee once again and softly begged,”Please Sir, not too hard.” Kareem did not respond and gave her three quick smacks of the spatula on each side of her bottom. Kavitha was a fast learner and she immediately went “Thank you sir for spanking me with the spatula.” Kareem seemed pleased and gave her another three quick smacks on each side of her bottom but this time with the hairbrush. Once again Kavitha thanked him. With the ruler, Kareem gave her three strokes across her bottom, one on top of the other which, Kavitha reckons, must have made her bottom look like a three lane road. Kavitha was then made to stand up, remove her bra and once again was put in the corner.

After another ten minutes, Kavitha was led to the bed where she saw two pillows piled on top of each other in the middle of the bed. Kareem instructed her to lay over it face down with the pillows under her groin so that her bottom would be pushed higher. As she laid down, Kavitha saw a belt and a strap in front of her face. Kareem took the belt and gave her three strokes in succession which stung as Kavitha cried out. This was followed with another three strokes with the strap which left Kavitha sobbing. Kareem left her laying there to compose herself as he went to the bag to pull out a cane. Kavitha was then made to get on her hands and knees on the bed. Kareem swished the cane in the air and told her that this was the lightest cane, there were others but she would receive them in time to come when she really misbehaved. The cane left Kavitha crying out loud as Kareem gave her medium three strokes. Once again Kavitha was put into her corner for ten minutes.

As Kavitha knelt in front of Kareem, as he sat in his chair, she saw a crop laying on the table beside him. “Now for the final part of the introductory spanking, a lesson in pleasing.” Kareem said as he unzipped his pants unveiling his erected penis. Immediately, without being told, Kavitha leaned forward began to suck and lick on it. Kareem took the crop and began to smack here bottom alternating sides with each smack. He told Kavitha that the smacks would continue until he cummed and she was to make sure that she swallowed every drop. If a single drop fell to the ground, the introductory punishment would begin again. Kavitha tried to concentrate on pleasing her husband as tears streamed down her face because of the sting from the continued smacks of the crop. They were not terribly hard, but enough to sting and enough for Kavitha to feel it. A good fifteen minutes and countless smacks later, Kareem exploded into Kavitha's mouth as she swallowed as fast as she could in an effort to not let a single bit drip. She was successful in her try and Kareem smile as he pick her up and sat him on his lap. She winced as her bottom met with Kareem's pants and she rested her tear-stained face on Kareem's shoulders and said,”I promise I will be good, the punishment was awful and I know its going to be worse when you really punish me.” Kareem held on to her for a few minutes before he made her kneel once again before him and told her that while the introductory punishment was over, there was one more thing to address. Kavitha looked at him puzzled as Kareem passed her a white envelope. Kavitha's heart sank as she saw the contents of the envelope. It was a credit card bill and a reminder for late payment. Kareem told her that she had committed two mistakes and both were for lying. He had asked her if she had gone shopping last week and she had said no. But the credit card bill proved otherwise. In addition, Kareem had reminded her to make the payment for the credit cards, for which she said she did, but she had not.

Kareem then told her that because of this, she would be receiving her first punishment. Kavitha began to cry and begged that she be punished another time as her bottom was already sore. Kareem would hear nothing of it and told Kavitha to get over his knee. Before he began, he told Kavitha,”Like you said, this is a real punishment so it will be worse.” Kareem then gave her a blistering three minute handspanking which left Kavitha crying and kicking. After the spanking, Kareem told Kavitha to go to the corner but just as Kavitha got off his knee and took a step towards the wall, he pulled her back over his knee. Confused, Kavitha went, “But sir......” Kareem cut her off and said,”It seems you forgot about thanking me for your punishment.” And he gave her another blistering minute with his hand. This time Kavitha thanked him and apologised for not doing so the first time. After her corner time, Kavitha was made to lie over the pillows one the bed and cringed as she saw the strap for she had remembered how it stung earlier. Her heart sank when Kareem told her that she would be receiving ten strokes for lying about shopping. Kavitha had to count each stroke aloud going,”# thank you Sir. I will not lie to you again.” She had received her fourth stroke when she misakenly counted as five, and Kareem started all over again. By the time he was done, she was crying buckets. Kareem instructed her to remain in that position and left her there for another ten minutes. After that, he made her get on her hands and knees. Knowing that this meant that she was to receive the cane, Kavitha began to sob and begged Kareem not to cane her. Kareem gently patted her bottom and told her that every mistake had a consequence. The caning was for lying about having already paid the credit card bill. Likewise, she was made to count out loud and Kavitha made sure she counted every stroke correctly. Kareem made the last stroke a hard one which made Kavitha cry out so loud that she wondered if the neighbours had heard her.

Kareem hugged her as she buried her face into his chest and cried her eyes out. When she had composed herself, she kissed Kareem's neck slightly and said,”Thank you Sir for punishing me. I promise I will never lie to you again.” They cuddled and drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, bright and early, Kavitha was coming out of the toilet when she saw Kareem sitting on the same chair in the middle of the room. Kareem motioned her towards him and once again she found herself over his knee. Tears began to stream down her face as she pleaded and begged,”Please Sir, my bottom is very sore.” Kareem patted her bottom gently and said that he was going to give her a maintenance spanking every morning before breakfast. This was to ensure that she would remember throughout the day what she could receive if she did not behave. The maintenance spanking consisted of one minute over her clothed bottom and three minutes over the bare. Each morning she was to automatically put the chair in the middle of the room and kneel next to it, with her hands behind her back, and wait for Kareem to spank her before they went down for breakfast. This went on for about three months before Kareem reduced the maintenance spankings to twice a week.

Kavitha and Kareem have become part of my spanking circle. They have related more of their real life stories to me, so stay tuned as I will put them here soon.

An Indian Spanking Family (Part 2)

*This is part 2 to Kavitha's story (click here for part 1), which talks about the spankings she witnessed her father-in-law mete out before she received her introductory spanking from Kareem. As usual no real names mentioned...........need to protect the privacy of my contributors for they are real life spanking stories, so please do understand.*

Since the “secret” was out, Kavitha's father-in-law wasted no time in ensuring that order was put back. Although it was not a spanking everyday, but in a span of one week, Kavitha witnessed three spankings being dished out. One to each of the three other women in the family.

Spanking 1:

Kavitha, her mother-in-law and her two sister-in-laws were sitting in the living room having some cakes and tea when Kareem and his father came home from work and joined them. It appeared to be an ordinary day as Kareem's father asked about their day. Until he asked Kareena about her recent trip to Bali with her friends. It turned out Kareena and her gal pals had a wild time partying in Bali. One of her friend had taken tons of photos of them partying topless on the beach and all. Stupidly her friend had brought the film (this happened like almost ten years ago, yes film was still used) to be developed at a shop ( I mean topless photos? ) which happened to be owned by a friend of Kareem's father. He recognised Kareena from the photos and made a copy of the photos and brought it to Kareem's father. Kareena of course did not know yet, so she casually said it was fun but nothing much to do. At that point, her father took out the stack of photos (fifty odd in all) and put it on the coffee table. Kareena's face turned white. Immediately, she was ordered over her father's knee and a flurry of spanks went over her shorts. Following that, he pulled them down, together with her panties, and continued spanking away for a good five minutes. By the end of it, Kareena's bare bottom was a faint tinge of red and she had already begun to sob. Her father made her stand up and ordered her to take off all her clothes, to which she protested. But her father reckoned that since she did not bother about her dignity when she was sun bathing and partying topless, she shouldn't be feeling ashamed in front of her own family members. Reluctantly, but knowing that there was no way out, she obey. Then it was back over her father's knee, but this time a good two minutes with a wooden ruler that he had taken from his briefcase case. After that, Kareena was made to kneel by the side of the TV with her bottom facing the family, with her hands on her head, until it was time for dinner. When the maid informed them that dinner was ready, Kareena's father intructed Kareena that she would be having dinner in her state of undress as her punishment was not done yet. After dinner, Kareena was made to count the number of photos that she appeared topless in. All in all, there were thirty five photos. Therefore Kareena was made to lie over the coffee table for thirty five strokes of the belt. Following that, after half an hour by the TV again, she was given another thirty five stroke but this time with a thin wispy cane. Kareena was a wreck by then, she was crying uncontrollably and her father sent her back to kneel beside the TV for another 15 minutes to calm herself down. Meanwhile, Kaneisha had whispered to Kavitha that this was the most severe punishment that she had ever seen her father dish out at one go, he must have been really embarrassed and upset. Kareena's bottom was a all red and striped, Kavitha felt really sorry for her. However, this was not the end. Kareena's mother was also terribly upset and she had gone to get her hairbrush (yes she does spanks her daughters at times) while Kareena was kneeling by the TV. After Kareena had calmed herself down, her mother called her to stand infront of her. She lectured her about how upsetting and disappointing that she had behaved in such a manner overseas. Therefore, to ensure that this never happens again, Kareena's mother was going to give her a handspanking and thirty-five smacks of the hairbrush on each side of her bottom everyday for the next thrity five days. Kareena began to cry again when knelt before her mother begging not to be spanked anymore. She apologiesed profusely and said that she had learnt her lesson. To which her father sternly replied,”Its either your mother spanks you or I will do it for the next thirty five days!” Not wanting to anger her father any more, Kareena quickly got over her mother's knee and braced herself for another spanking. She was already struggling over her mother's knee during the handspanking and she screamed out with each smack of the hairbrush. By the time it was over, her mother felt that Kareena would not be able to remain in the kneeling position by the TV. Therefore she instructed her to go straight up and lie face down on her bed until she came up and to know what to expect if she did not comply. With tears still streaming down her face, Kareena disappeared upstairs. And as promised, Kavitha saw Kareena receive the same spanking from her mother every single day after breakfast.

Spanking 2:

This happened two days after Kareena's thrashing and Kaneisha was the one who received the punishment this time. Kavitha's father-in-law was extremely upset over the topless photos, therefore Kareem had asked him to rest at home for the rest of the week so that the stress of work would not add to his anger thus affecting his health. Feeling slightly better that morning but still seething from the embarrassment of his daughter's actions, Kavitha's father decided to take a stroll in the garden (they live in a sprawling mansion). As he was walking around, he heard a slight commotion coming from the dining room. Curious he went in to check out what all the commotion was all about. Kaneisha's Hindi teacher (Kaneisha was in taking her A levels then and as Hindi was not taught at her school, her father had arranged for a teacher to teach her at home) was scolding Kaneisha for flunking a test he had given her and for not doing any of the assignment he had given. Already angry over Kareena's incident, he told the Hindi teacher to stop the class today and he would make sure that he would take her in hand before the next lesson. Kaneisha had her Hindi lessons three times a week and her father told the Hindi teacher to give her a mini test at the end of every lesson from now on. He also told the teacher to give him a copy of the scores of the mini test so that he could monitor Kaneisha's progress. After the teacher had left, he turned his attention to Kaneisha and scolded her over her attitude towards learning Hindi. He then made her drop her shorts and panties and bend over the dining table. He then proceeded to spank her bare bottom for about a minute with spanks so hard that Kavitha swore that she could see the red imprints of his palm after he had stopped. Kaneisha had a low threshold of pain and was already crying by then. Her father then took a wooden ruler that was on the table and began to give her about twenty strokes across her bottom. After that, he warned Kaneisha that if she would get a spanking if she got lower than 65% for each of the mini tests that he had asked her teacher to give her.

Spanking 3:

Kaneisha again received another punishment three days later and this time it was for coming home late for dinner. She had gone out with her friends and forgot all about the time. It was originally only going to be a bare bottomed handspanking but even her father flipped her skirt up, he saw her not wearing any panties. This made him very furious and when he questioned her, it turned out that she had taken it out while in the cinema over a dare from her friend. Therefore after her bare bottomed spanking for not being home for dinner, Kaneisha received 15 strokes of the belt for not having her panties on.

So there is was three sets of punishments in one week.........and Kavitha had not even received her introductory spanking yet. Well it was to happen, on the very next day. So check it out in part 3!

An Indian Spanking Family (Part 1)

*This is a three parter as if was a long story told to me by a lady of North Indian descent. As usual no real names mentioned...........need to protect the privacy of my contributors for they are real life spanking stories, so please do understand.*

Kavitha was born into a wealthy family and led an extremely sheltered life. Therefore when she got married to Kareem, who was also north Indian like her but from an even wealthier family, and move in to his family's bungalow (he was the only oldest and only son), Kavitha did not expect much change from her life before she had gotten married.

This was however not to be as it turned out that Kareem's family was a rather prim and proper family with old traditional values. By prim and proper I mean strict and disciplined. Kareem's father was the typical authoritarian no-nonsense Head of the Household who put much emphasis on family and image. It is understandable really as being a rich family with ties, many eyes were on their family especially within the Indian community. Kareem's father was over 60 years of age but his care for his own image, which he expected too out of his family, kept him trim, fit and not looking a day over 40. In other words, he was pretty dashing for his age except for his white crown of hair which betrayed his age. Needless to say, Kareem's mother herself maintained a svelte figure and like her husband looked much younger than her actual age. If you ever see them, you would immediately know where Kareem got his good Bollywood looks from.

Anyway before I digress too much, Kavitha says it all began after Kareem and her had returned from their honeymoon. The whole family was seated for dinner (Kareem has two sisters as well) and was waiting for Kareem's mother. Kareem's father had a rule that the whole family had to have dinner together and dinner would only begin once everyone had arrived. It was already eight pm, the food was laid out on the table but Kareem's mother had yet to return home. By eight thirty she still had not returned and Kareem's father's face was already visibly blackened and he wore a disapproving frown. Kareem and his sisters took turns to call their mother but she did not pick up. It was only around 8.45pm that she finally picked up and said that she had gone shopping with her friends and had forgotten all about the time and was one the way back home. As they waited in silence for Kareem's mother to return, Kareena, Kareem's youngest sister, turned to Kaneisha (her older sister) and said “I think mom's gonna get it from dad when she gets back.” This prompted a response from her father who said “hush girl don't scare your sister-in-law so early.” Kavitha offered a weak smile but did not think much about it. Kareem's mother walked in quickly at about a quarter past nine and apologised profusely to her husband. Kareem's father cut her off with a “Let's eat, dinner is getting cold.” When dinner was over, the whole family proceeded to the living room for fruits, coffee and the usual watching of tv.

Somewhere around 10.45pm, Kareem's father switched off the tv suddenly and turned to his wife and said,”While we were waiting for you, your daughter reckoned that you would be getting it from me tonight. And darling, somehow I agree with her. It would also be a good introduction for Kavitha to our family's rules wouldn't you agree?” Kareem's mother could only gasp before Kareem's father pulled her over his lap. Kavitha sat in silence with eyes wide open, not knowing what was happening at that time. Kareem's father looked at Kavitha and said,”In every family there are rules. In this family every mistake has its consequences. No one has immunity. My wife and my two daughters will be punished by me if I see the need. As for you, it is Kareem's responsibility to take you in hand. His methods will be similar as mine, so take this as an introduction.” And with that, Kareem's father began spanking Kareem's mother's bottom. Kareem's mother only winced slightly during the spanks and Kavitha figured that she must have received such spankings fairly regularly to be able to keep such a composure. Sensing Kavitha's anxiety as she sat there frozen to the scene of her mother-in-law being spanked over her father-in-law's knee, Kareem put a reassuring hand over Kavitha's shoulder as if to tell her that it was alright and normal. After about five minutes of a blistering handspanking, Kareem's father stopped and instructed Kareena to fetch a wooden spatula from the kitchen. When she returned with the massive spoon, Kareem's father proceeded to give Kareem's mother's bottom a good twenty odd smacks with the spoon which left her sniffling and tearing slightly. Kareem's father gave her a minute to compose herself before he said,”Darling you do know that a punishment never ends clothed much less over a covered bottom. However, I will spare your decency today and we will finish this in our room. Get up and prepare before I reach.” Without a word, Kareem's mother picked herself up and quickly scurried upstairs. The rest of them sat in silence for a moment before Kareem's father got up and said,”Goodnight.” and went on up to continue with his wife's punishment. Following that the rest of them retired to their own rooms.

Now Kareem's family lived in a three storey bungalow, Kareem's parent's room was on the top floor while the rest of their rooms were on the second. The walls must have been quite thin for Kavitha reckoned that she heard her mother-in-law's cries for mercy and the strokes of the cane.

As Kareem and Kavitha were preparing for bed, Kavitha put her head on Kareem's chest and asked,”Darling, would you spank me like you father spanked your mother?” Kareem gave Kavitha's bottom a light pat as he said,”Well, it would all depend on whether you behave. But don't worry you will get your introductory soon.......sometime next week.” Kavitha was shocked as Kareem seemed serious but yet at the same time, something inside Kavitha seemed intrigued by the spanking that she had just witnessed earlier.

The next morning it was business as usual..........breakfast was filled with the usual topics and nothing was talked about the previous night's events. Kavitha was however unusually quiet, which her mother-in-law sensed. Therefore after Kareem and his father had gone to work, she sat her down and talked to her. She told her that this was a normal thing in their family and they accepted it because the spankings and punishments were meted out by Kareem's father because he truly loved them – enough to help change their bad habits or mistakes. She went on to explain that for the past month, since Kavitha had moved in, Kareem's father had decided to put a temporary halt to the punishments so as to not give Kavitha too much of a shock. He had intended to resume once she had settled in, and the previous night's spanking meant that it was back. She added that throughout their almost thirty years of marriage, she had only been spared from the spankings when she was pregnant. She never resented it, in fact she reckoned that she was grateful for it helped her to learn to take care of herself. Doing a slight twirl, she jokingly told Kavitha that if not for the punishments, she would not have been able to keep herself in such shape. Kavitha then revealed that Kareem had the night before said that she would be receiving her introductory spanking sometime soon. Her mother-in-law smiled and said that she could still remember her introductory punishment but stopped short of describing and said that it was best that Kavitha experience it for herself. Before they ended the conversation Kavitha asked if the spankings were a daily affair, to which her mother-in-law replied that it wasn't but merely an ad-hoc whenever the need arose.

Before Kavitha's introductory spanking two weeks later, she did witness a couple of spankings being meted out by her father-in-law but I shall leave that for part 2 (click here for part 2) so stay tuned.