My First Time With a Belt!
Date: 9/16/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Cruelty, Straight Sex, Exhibitionism, First Time, Humiliation, Teen, Spanking, Author: Unknown user, Source: sexstories.com
My First Time With a Belt! My name is Dena, I am a brown eyed, dark haired girl, at the time just barely 18, and a skinny young thing in fairly good shape. I was rebellious to authority, and more than ready for adventure, especially sexual adventure, back then I had for the first time shaved all of the pubic hair from my little muff leaving it bare, and still do trying to stay look , and feel young, refusing to grow up!... I liked wearing loose fitting tube tops short shorts, short skirts, bikini panties, and outfits that would show a lot of my shapely young full 36 “breasts and equally attractive round bottom! Now even as an older woman, I still enjoy role play like that of being the little girl next door, . I loved dressing up for a spanking. Then and now! I really like it when a man treats me like a naughty little daddy's girl. But what I really like is a man who wears a wide leather belt, and knows how to use it, even these days the thought of this, and what happened to me back then is still quite sexually intoxicating! My First Time With a Belt! This like many stories, was one that actually happened to me as a young girl in puberty, and has become one of my favorite fantasies to relive. I didn’t get spanked much as a child and the spankings I did get were not much of a spanking at all, as my father never gave me a really good tanning like I probably deserved. The exception was after my mom and dad divorced my new step father gave me a number of bare handed and bare ... bottom spankings! He and I never got along and I rebelled to all but the simplest of his demands! My mother who worked a lot and was gone in the evenings had given him full permission to discipline me in any way he wanted, and his favorite was to turn me over his knee lift my dress and pull down my panties, and paddle my bare bottom! I would always carry on begging him not to hurt me, but we both knew it was more than willing on my part, and later I was sent to a private school. This was where I did end up being quite severely whipped! I had received this whipping from the headmaster of the all girls school I attended. We called them 'whacks' or 'swats back then'. I remember it , and boy do I ever because of the way it was conducted and did it ever hurt. But it and the thought has always aroused me even now, as an older woman especially whenever I think about it. I had been sent to the headmasters office for wearing clothes I was not suppose to, a short pleated mini skirt, a loose fitting narrow tube top that clearly showed a lot of my cleavage, firm young nipples, and make up that was not appropriate for those of a modest young lady attending a private school like mine. I had worn these clothes and gaudy red lipstick that actually made me look more like a slutty young whore than a prim and proper female student, and I had still done so after I had been warned repeatedly not to! I had walked slow to the headmasters office, and took the long way around thinking of not going at all, ...