Chance comment

All started helping a colleague and  his new wife rebuilding their new home,

During the build her parents came to see how it was all going.

Some comment from mum caused her daughter to frown and disagree.

Mum quickly came back and said don’t you frown at your mother my girl, you are never to old to have your legs slapped.

Now you might expect a 30 something woman with a new baby to challenge or even laugh off such a comment (made in front of a relative stranger), but instead she just said “Sorry Mummy”

Later in the day I had the opportunity to chat to mum, and commented, that “she certainly knew how to keep her daughter in line”.   Mum replied that it is something that she and her husband have always engaged in – an interesting comment implying that it may not just have been a way of controlling the children.

Not only children I replied, with a smile. She looked at me questioningly, and I simply said “I  know the feeling”. What do you know she said. I opened up a bit – I told her that my wife sometimes treated me the same way. What – slaps your legs you mean…, and much more sometimes I answered.

At this point my colleague joined us so the conversation stopped. Mum left a while after leaving me to continue helping out with the rewiring. I mentioned it all to my wife (also my domme mistress), but we thought little of it.

A few weeks later my colleague asked me if I was interested in a wiring job – his mother in law wanted some garden lights. I said I would have a look.

I rang her and arranged a visit to sort a quote. Over coffee in the conservatory, she very openly asked me about our previous conversation. “You said your wife sometimes punishes you…. Tell me more”. Not giving too much away yet but I did tell her that if I was naughty it was my bottom that suffered. “Just a spanking she asked, or anything harder”. Depends how naughty I am, was my reply.

She obviously decided at that point to  go further -  “We are intrigued by your interest in what has always been our secret, the fact that my husband likes to be punished.”  Punished as an adult, as a naughty boy, or as a naughty girl? She was taken aback – oh as a naughty boy actually. That’s good I replied – cos I’m a naughty girl when im punished. Oooh skirt & knickers she asked. Having started down this line I thought I’d better continue – so I explained; I’m not allowed male underclothes ever – Knickers & bra or camisole always, and skirt/dress at home. So whenever she wishes to punish me, I’m always in my girl clothes. Always she replied …….    even now ? Yes, I’m not allowed out without my feminine underwear. I realised she was getting flushed, excited by out conversation. Have you ever put your husband into your knickers I asked.   No, but I’m going to she replied. Make sure they are pretty ones I joked, are yours pretty she promptly asked.  Most of them are, what about todays came the response. If you like blue satin then they are pretty I replied. Back in a min she said and disappeared. Couple of mins later she was back – now where were we – oh yes your pretty underwear ………….  Can you show me ………  please.

I’m no stranger to showing off as Tina, so I quite confidently removed my male outer clothes and revealed me, in a matching blue satin bra and panty set. Oh gorgeous she said, give me a twirl, and I did. Lets see what you look like ready for punishment – bend over (sort of noted that the please had disappeared and she was becoming more controlling. I dutifully bent over and touched my toes (yes I can). I wasn’t totally surprised when she stroked her hand over my tight knickers – you are a sexy girl, she said. I wriggled my bottom as she stroked, are you enjoying this my girl, yes mistress I replied, which was greeted with quite a sharp intake of breath. I don’t think she was used to being called mistress. I told her I would be getting into trouble for this tarty behaviour when I get home. What sort of trouble she asked – definitly more than a hand spanking – mistresses choice, but I’ll be sore.

As she finished stroking me and I stood up I looked directly at her – so you’ve seen my pretty underwear, is yours as pretty? She gasped – then said well it would be rude not to, and slipped her dress off her shoulders so it fell to the ground, presenting herself in a matching pastel green bra and panties set. Very nice I commented, can you touch your toes…… she tried, got hands to her ankles and I returned the compliment of stroking her tight panties allowing myself a cheeky finger sliding along the gusset – she shivered, and as I continued there was a lovely damp patch forming.  Oh you are enjoying this aren’t you – that’s very naughty of you ……… shall I spank your bottom. “Oh um No, yes, but um, oh, I’ve never been spanked. Would you like to find out what its like – do you use a safety system with your husband ?  No whats that?, It’s a way of calling it off if it gets too much, Yellow if its needs easing off, and Red is an immediate stop. It gives you control – there should always be a safety system.

I sat down on the comfy chair and said to her – come on then, over my lap. I was presented with a lovely middleaged lady, laid over my bare legs (panties and bra for me), with  a very obvious wet patch in her panties. Are you ready…. Yes …… and I started a gentle rhythm of spanks on her panties, with he occasional one creeping lower onto the curve of her bottom. Just 6 on each side and I stopped and let her rest. Well – what was that like.  Her reply was “well now I know why my husband says harder please”. It stings for  a few seconds then its gone. Ok, 6 more, a bit harder, and sure enough she took her next 6 spanks well – ooh I can feel those she said. And what is the final punishment for you husband?  She paused, Um, it’s a bare bottom spanking. Are you ready for that I asked.  She kept her head down and quietly said Yes Please.  Stand up then my girl, lets have those panties off, oh cant I just pull them down. I landed a hard slap on the back of one leg, do as you are told my girl.

She didn’t need reminding twice, stood up and peeled off her wet panties – I held my hand out for  them – these are soaked my girl – I think you enjoyed your spanking. She went to lay down again, and the bra my girl, this is to be a naked spanking, and to her credit she just unclipped it and let her tits fall out. Lovely to see a traditional hairy pussy. Now it was back over my legs, and I asked her what the safety system was, Yellow and red she replied.

I started to spank her firmly, progressively getting harder, with lots of oh’s and ow’s, I landed some on the backs of her legs, and I noted that she widened her legs apart when I did that. More on her bottom, she was yelping a bit, but no attempt to call it off, I tried a few more on the backs of her legs, and sure enough her legs widened more showing her wet pussy.  I gave her a slight rest, and to my surprise she called out, please don’t stop, im close, harder please.

So I did, a full on spanking, hard and quick, bottom and backs of legs, she cried out, she sobbed, and she shoved one hand up to her pussy and came within seconds.  She just went limp over my lap, somewhere between sobs and mews, 2-3 minutes later before she finally stirred – fuck that was good she said – now I know what he wants out of a session, I'm too gentle.

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