With a smile, Sarah
clicked through the contact ads. She wasn‘t looking for a partner, but she found it
interesting from time to see what other people with similar
inclinations sought:
Teacher is looking for female student
Female student is looking for teacher
Father is looking for ageplay daughter
Daughter is looking for ageplay father
Long-time teacher offers punishment for money
Rubenesque lady punishes naughty boys
Sarah found
most contact ads unerotic, nevertheless she found it interesting to see
all sorts of inclinations advertised.
Sarah had a
boyfriend named Ben, she had confessed to him a few months ago that she liked
spanking and her confession brought new momentum to their relationship. He had
fantasies similar to her, through role-playing, they committed to putting their fantasies
into action. Sometimes she was the naughty schoolgirl sentenced to detention and
sometimes Ben was the naughty student who had been caught smoking. It was exciting for both of them. However, something
was missing they were too inhibited to hurt each other properly. In Sarah's imagination, however, the pain was
the biggest draw and she believed Ben felt similarly. After some typical
contact ads, she noticed the following contact ad:
Hello, I'm 32 years old. I am neither an Educator nor a Dominatrix, but
just dominant. I want to fulfill your wishes as long as you agree with mine. I
like spanking, love to punish, to inflict pain,
to watch you suffer, but only in a role-play scenario, in
real life I don't want to dictate to anyone.
From tender to hard, many things are possible. Beginners are just as
welcome to me as the
experienced. Whether male or female does not matter. I don't
charge money, I just have to feel that it fits. If I have
sparked your interest, then send me your wish scenario and some info about you.
You're also welcome to take a look at my homepage. There you will find reports
and photos.
Sweet painful greetings.
Yours,
Sweetpain
Sarah's
interest was aroused. Curious, she clicked on the home page of Sweetpain where
she found several ( factual ) reports from women, men and couples which seemed
very authentic:
“Sweetpain made my imagined scene come true.”
“Sweetpain helped me give my friend the deserved punishment.
Fortunately, he is still as naughty as before.”
“She spends a lot of time with you and tries to get to know one
personally.”
There were
also pictures to see in three galleries, an F/F gallery, an F/M gallery and a FF/M gallery. In no
photo were the faces recognizable, but in some photos, Sweetpain had several
colored tattoos on her upper arms.
Only a few minutes ago
Sarah wasn’t going to respond to any ad at all, but now she thought she would
have to talk to Ben.
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A few days
later, Ben and Sarah sat together on Sarah's couch. Despite their relationship,
both lived in separate apartments. They spent a lot of time together and both
had a key to the partner's apartment. Thus they were there for each other without
annoying each other. Sarah tapped something on the keyboard of her laptop, her
fingers racing over the keys. After she finished typing, she showed Ben the
email so he could read it:
Hi Sweetpain,
We are Ben & Sarah, and we have seen your ad, on
the Internet and have visited your website. This is the first time we have responded to a contact
ad so we are unsure what to write.
We liked your homepage, the reviews have made us
curious. We like to
switch and we are still pretty inexperienced. Unfortunately
have problems causing pain to each other. But in our in our minds, this mixture
of pain and desire is exactly what we are looking for. As a scenario, we propose the following:
We have to go to the director, because we were after the break in the
schoolyard smooching. We have already been in trouble for skipping classes,
barely listening in class and not turning up for detention, and were on our
last chance.
Hope that's enough as a scenario, we have a penchant for school
scenarios, even though we were good students in the real world. We are a bit
insecure and nervous about approaching you, but would still like to hear from
you.
Best regards
Ben and Sarah
After Ben read the email, Sarah sent it off.
2
On a rainy Saturday,
two weeks later, Ben and Sarah sat in the car. They were on their way to
Sweetpain, both were very nervous and didn't talk much. The stormy rain, which
dripped on the car window, additionally caused a depressed mood.
Sweetpain had responded
to the email after two days. An F/FM session was new territory for her too, but
she was interested and believed that she could implement the scenario well. She
would give them a heady surprise of
pain and pleasure. Then there was a telephone conversation with all
three.
Sweetpain had a friendly, feminine voice, it
was nice to talk to her. Ben and Sarah lose their inhibitions pretty quickly.
They talked to her about spanking and their wishes, as if it were completely natural and not at all embarrassing. She suggested Ben and Sarah visit her. “We'll just see if it fits,
drink a beer together and then decide if it comes to a session or not."
At last Sarah parked
the car in front of the secluded house. Due to the wet
roads they were ten minutes late for their appointment. Nervously, Ben rang the
doorbell. With a sinister sarcastic smile, a handsome black-haired woman with a
black short top and several colored tattoos on her arms, opened the door.
"You're
too late, that's an entry in the punishment book," she said with a stern
voice, but then began to laugh heartily. Ben and Sarah joined the laughter with
relief. For a brief moment they were scared but now they realized it was just
fun.
“Nah, was just
a joke. We are not yet into our little roleplaying game. I’m Jana, so call me that in
real life,” she said and winked at them.
Jana invited
them in and led her into the living room.
"What do
you want to drink, coffee, beer or something stronger?"
They both decided on a
beer, Jana took three beers out of the fridge and sat down next to them. It
came to small talk, they talked about the stressful car
ride in bad weather.
Jana nodded sympathetically, "yeah, the
weather is really crappy today.”
"How long have you
been doing this?" asked Ben.
“Spanking or the personals?”
“Both.”
“It started as
a teenager. I always liked to measure myself against boys in sports. I was good
at football and table tennis, I defeated many big strong boys with big mouths,
the anger and disappointment in their faces somehow gave me something, but I
didn't have any spanking fantasies back then. Later, I tried so softer stuff
with my partners, handcuffs and candle wax, I was the dominant player in such games. I just
liked it better. In an internet portal for erotic stories, I then discovered a
story in which a woman spanked a man. The story wasn't very good, but made me clear in what I
wanted. I educated myself on
the internet. My mind was totally overcrowded with
stupid, dominant fantasies. It took awhile, but eventually I confided in my
husband. He liked my fantasies and became my first experimental object. I'm
really lucky with him. However, at some point I wanted more, I was tempted to
dominate others as well. That's why I eventually created a contact ad and
opened the website.”
“Doesn't your
husband have any problems with you dominating others, or is he totally subordinate to you?” asked Sarah.
“No, luckily
only when spanking. In the beginning it was really hard for him to accept the
whole thing. In the meantime he has come to terms with it. When people come
more often, he also sometimes watches and takes pictures that you can see on my
website.”
“Wow, nice
that he sees the whole thing and is now more relaxed about it. But today he
won't just turn up and take pictures?”
“No, don`t
worry. He does that only when it is wanted, otherwise he is very tolerant and
leaves the house. Moreover, it is not yet clear whether this will come to a
session or not.
One thing I
want to tell you, then you may decide if you want me to be your strict
director. There are actually only two rules: During the session I‘m in charge. Although during the
session, you can influence the session through your behaviour. Through
contradiction or disobedience you can
show me that you want more, otherwise you must behave quieter. I will not make
it easier or harder because you say so, and I will determine which instruments
are used.
You always have the
opportunity to end the session. Simply call "demolition",then I will
stop. Then the session will be finished for the day. I won't throw you out would be and we can talk about
it, but there will be no second attempt that day.”
“Has anyone
ever finished the session early?” inquired Ben.
“Yes, luckily
so far it has only happened once. Fortunately, the second attempt, to that came a
few weeks later, was better and not the last. Sarah and Ben nodded. “Fuck,
we are pretty nervous but we we trust you, can we start?”
“I'm also a
bit nervous, is always different with new people and I have not had an F/FM
session before, we can handle it. I really want to
do something good for you. Okay, I'm going to my study on the first floor, the
first door on the right. Drink some more beer and
come up when you're ready,” she hugged Ben and
Sarah, then she went upstairs.
3
"Come
in," called Sweetpain in a deep stern voice.
Ben and Sarah entered
the office. It was a big bald office, Sweetpain was sitting in front of a
wooden desk, on the other side there were two chairs for Ben and Sarah.
"You know
why you are here?" She asked after the two had taken their seats, her voice
sounded a little lower, a little less feminine.
"Nope, I
don't know,” Sarah answered curtly.
"Well,
then I will tell you, Mr. … uh ... Müller told me that you came 10 minutes late
for the biology lesson, you were seen kissing in the schoolyard. In addition, you have recently played
truant from several lessons and you have not appeared in detention. Do you have something to say
about that?”
That's a
start, but you still deserve a penalty for your behavior, you have not turned
up to detention, therefore I have to resort to tougher penalties.”
Sweetpain got
up, took her chair, and put it, in the middle of the room.
“Sarah come
here!”
"But Mrs.
Director…”
“No, if you
don’t want to make it worse, come here now and lie down over my knee.”
Sarah wondered
if she should resist, but decided against it, she didn't want to challenge Sweetpain
immediately. She approached Sweetpain and lay down
over her knee, it felt gentle for her to lie over
a woman's knee. But the first blows were anything but gentle. Sweetpain smacked her hard on the buttocks, left and right.
Although Sarah was still wearing her pants, she felt the pain, she groaned and fidgeted a bit. Ben had turned his chair around
and was watching It wasn‘t unusual. He has never seen someone else
spanking Sarah, he liked it
and turned him on.
Sweetpain
looked up and smiled, “it’s your turn soon, Ben!”
Then she told
Sarah to get up and pull down her pants and panties. Sarah obeyed, red faced
with shame, also her butt had a slight redness despite the protective pants.
After she was over Sweetpain’s knee there followed the next strong blows.
Sweetpain took short breaks and gently stroked Sarah's buttocks. Despite the
breaks, the beating became more and more unpleasant. Instinctively Sarah tried
to protect her butt with her hand but Sweetpain grabbed her hand and squeezed
it against her back, with the other hand, she continued to beat.
“Nice try, but
not with me Miss.”
Sarah got a
few big blows, then she was allowed to get up.
“Stand in the
corner, face to the wall, hands behind the head. You don‘t rub your buttocks, you
don‘t turn round and the pants stay where they are. Do you understand?”
She nodded,
although she was disappointed that she wasn't allowed to watch her boyfriend
being punished. Nevertheless, she initially decided to obey, for the moment she had had
enough, so she slipped into the corner with her pants and panties down. Sarah
heard Ben being ordered to position himself over Sweetpain's knee. First
spanking noises were heard, although Sarah was more concerned with the pain, she
couldn't help it, she had to risk it. She took her hands down and rubbed
briefly over the bottom. After that, it did not burn that much anymore. Sarah
heard Ben ordered to pull down his pants. She couldn't resist and turned around
several times. Even Ben's ass was already slightly red and he wriggled and
groaned.
Eventually Ben was allowed to get up.
“Sarah come
here ! Didn't I tell you not to rub your butt and not turn around? You probably believed I
didn’t see it, but you
can't trick me, miss. You realize that such behavior cannot go unpunished?”
Sarah nodded,
intimidated.
“Bend over and
put your hands on the seat of the chair. Since your disobedience has hurt your
friend's privacy, he will punish you.”
She handed Ben
a small wooden paddle, “what do you think, how many strokes she has earned?”
Ben didn’t want to overdo it on his girlfriend, but he also didn’t
want Sweetpain to complain that the number was too low and award more
strokes, “Ten
strokes,” he finally said.
Sweetpain
agreed, “Sarah you count each stroke and after each stroke you say: I'm a
naughty girl and deserve to be punished,” she ordered.
Gently Ben clapped
the paddle on Sarah's butt, “One, I'm a naughty girl and deserve to be
punished”.
Sweetpain was
not satisfied, “What are you ? A pussy ? Give me the paddle I’ll show you how to spank
properly, If you get
it wrong again, she gets double the number of
strokes from me.”
With a strong
swing Sweetpain hit the paddle on her ass. Sarah screamed out loud, but didn't
forget to count.
“Sorry, but
the two strokes don't count, I hope for you, your boyfriend makes it better
this time.”
With a
slightly shaky hand Ben struck, “one, I'm a naughty girl and deserve to be
punished”.
Sweetpain
pointed with her thumb up, she was satisfied. Ben was allowed to continue the punishment, he
succeeded quite well and he felt that the punishment aroused his girlfriend.
She screamed after every stroke, but it always sounded more like desire than crying.
On the tenth
and last swat, Sarah counted wrong, “one, I'm a naughty girl and deserve more.”
All three
started laughing, “the punishment was probably not effective enough. Well, you
wanted it that way,” Sweetpain said with a sadistic grin.
Sarah
regretted her boldness and got a little scared, “please, it was just a joke.”
“You should
have thought of that earlier, Ben pull down your pants and stand in the
corner!”
“May I please
watch, Miss Director ? I’m ready to receive extras.”
For a moment,
Sweetpain was stunned, “you're crazy for beginners ! Good, sit on a chair and
keep your distance.”
Sweetpain took
the paddle, “Sarah, you don't need to count.”
She swung her
arm and slapped the paddle on her ass. Shortly thereafter followed the next blow.
Sarah screamed
and fidgeted, it didn’t sound so pleasurable now. After the fifth smack, Sweetpain paused and stroked
her butt soothingly.
"Five
smacks, you’re halfway there.”
She took the
paddle, this time she took a shorter swing and gave her the rest of the blows. After it was
over, no one could stop Sarah from rubbing her aching butt and
Sweetpain let her do it….
After Sarah
calmed down, she ordered, “Sarah you can you up your pants. Ben come here,
pants and boxer shorts down. Bend over, hands on the chair!”
She handed
Sarah the wooden paddle, “What do you think ? How many strokes has he earned?”
“Twenty, the same number that I got.”
“All right
Ben, you count with and after each stroke you say: I'm a naughty boy and
deserve to be punished,” commanded Sweetpain and giving Sarah the paddle. After he had punished
her Sarah had no inhibitions about doing the same to him, she swung the paddle
and slapped it on his bottom.
“One, I'm a
naughty boy and deserve to be punished.”
She tried to
administer the next blows at the same strength. It excited her to see him suffer, but even Ben was excited as she could see
by his erection.
“Twenty, I'm a
naughty boy and deserve to be punished,” he had done it.
Sarah took him
in her arms. She tenderly stroked his ass and kissed him.
After a while,
they were interrupted by Sweetpain, “I think you will still smooch in the schoolyard in
the future, I was probably not strict enough. You cannot get away from me that
easily.”
She put two
chairs in the middle, “kneel side by side on one chair each. Yes exactly. Hold
tight to each other's shoulders. You’ll get a few strokes with the riding crop,
then you have survived it,” she lifted the riding crop and beat left and right
alternately. Ben and Sarah twitched a bit at each stroke. But it was not so bad
because of the mutual body contact. The pain started to feel good, just as they
started to enjoy it, it was over.
“So we're done
I would say. You can get dressed again. If you want, you can rest in our bedroom a bit, it seems you’ve had fun. The bed is freshly made, there’s some cream on the bedside
table and in the top drawer you will find condoms, if you need them. Then we
can then toast with a glass of champagne.”
Ben and Sarah accepted the offer.
4
The three sat
with a glass of champagne on the couch.
“Thank you for
what you have made possible. It was exactly what we wanted, you can be pretty
strict, but it must be like that,” Sarah said thoughtfully. “In a session,
where pleasure and pain are so close to each other.”
“Yes, I’m
sometimes surprised myself. It feels right at the moment. I have always been a little
bit afraid that people don't
like me afterwards. Luckily, I've always felt the right way.” Jana looked at
the clock, “In half an hour my husband comes home. Would it be okay for you to
go home soon? I’m quite happy to repeat the whole thing on another occasion. We can
play different roles as long as I am one of the dominants.”
Ben and Sarah
agreed, they hugged Jana goodbye and happily got into the car.