1. Pain and Pleasure


    Date: 10/4/2018, Categories: Spanking, Author: SusanHarper, Source: LushStories

    As I walked up the pathway my heart was pounding. I had seen the advert. ‘Strict discipline a speciality.’ I was thirty-three years old but had fantasised about being spanked. Even so, when I came across the advert I kept it for two weeks before plucking up the courage to make the call. I telephoned the number and explained what I needed. The lady who dealt with my call agreed a time and told me to dress like a slut. So even though it was the middle of summer and I couldn’t wear a coat I wore a low cut strappy black dress with a hem just an inch below my bottom. I had bare legs and high heels. I wore my hair down and plastered on the make-up. When I looked in the mirror at home and saw myself without any make-up I thought I looked every bit a prostitute. A low class one. So I was slutty looking just as instructed. I had been given a time and was told not to be early and not to be late. I drove the two miles and parked a street away from the house I was aiming for. I was fifteen minutes early, not wishing to be anything other than on time. I walked the hundred yards and got the most surprised looks from people I passed. I hoped they would think I was going to a fancy dress party. It was early afternoon though and I heard some comments such as, ‘weirdo,’ and the like. I looked at the ground as I walked. I stood two doors away for the three minutes I needed to wait to be on time before walking self-consciously up the pathway. It was a detached house but I saw the curtains ...
    flicker in the house next door and knew I was being watched by a neighbour. Did they know what went on in the house next door, I wondered? I rang the doorbell, just once, and waited. It seemed like a long wait. I looked across the road and was sure I saw another curtain flicker. Was it my imagination? The door opened and I was looking at a woman much younger than me. About twenty-two, I gauged. Like me she wore a strappy black dress with a hem halfway down her thigh, and high heels. She gave me a friendly smile and beckoned me in. “Hullo,” I said with a smile as I walked passed her. When I turned she was still smiling at me. “Hi,” she said simply. “Go through,” she added pointing towards a room at the back of the house. I walked in to the room and glanced around, stopping dead. I looked in awe at the implements spread around the room. There was a whipping horse, plenty of straps sand paddles hanging along a fireplace, and several canes in a basket on the floor. I took a deep breath and smiled. “I’m Miss Eva.” The woman said to me. “I’m Chloe,” I lied. “Hullo, Chloe. So, you need to be disciplined. In your email you said spanking, the hairbrush and the cane. Is that right?” “Erm, yes please,” I replied quietly. Now it was so close I was having second thoughts. “I’ve been very naughty,” I continued blushing. “I have a girlfriend and she said if I don’t get myself sorted out then she will leave me.” “What did you do?” Eva asked, knowing this was already role play. “I made out with ...
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