A Halloween Spank Story
Job Interview
Mary's Present
Mary's Next Visit
Mary Brings a Friend
Spanked at Mary's Apartment
Wrong Room
Wrong Room Part 2

A Halloween Spank Story

This happened when I was a senior in high school. I must have been held back a grade when I was younger because I turned 18 at the beginning of the school year. I didn’t have to stay in school, but I was told that I should. This made me very rebellious. I just wanted to do the least possible to graduate.

Anyway, when Halloween came around, I thought I would cause a lot of mischief. I hid behind trees, and if I saw kids without their parents, I would take their candy from them. As it grew darker outside, I set off firecrackers and smashed pumpkins. I was having a jolly old time. Then I picked a house at random, and threw toilet paper all over the trees.

I was standing in front of the neighbor’s house admiring my work, when I felt someone grip my arm. I turned around and a big woman was holding me tightly so I couldn’t move. “You’re coming with me,” she said. I was dragged into her living room and forced to sit on a chair. She stood in front of me so that I was unable to move out of the chair.

“I’ve been watching you all evening. I saw you take kids candy, break pumpkins, set off firecrackers, and T P my neighbors yard. How old are you?”

“Eighteen,” I said.

“You’re legally an adult, now. If I call the police on you, you could spend time in jail.”

“I’m sorry! I must have gotten carried away with myself. Please don’t call the police on me!”

“I’ll give you an alternative. Either take a spanking from me, and everything that goes along with it, or I’ll call the police.”

I thought a spanking from her would he hit over my jeans with a paddle, so I said, “I’ll take your spanking.”

“Good choice,” She said. “If you don’t like your punishment and spanking, I’ll stop at any point, but then I will call the police.”

“Okay.”

“You will not say a word unless you are spoken to or I tell you to talk.”

“Okay.”

“You will do exactly what I tell you to do, without complaint.”

“Okay.”

“And you will call me Mistress.”

“Okay.”

“From now on, you should say “Yes, Mistress’ or ‘No, Mistress.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Very good! Now what is your first name?”

“Joe.”

“Joe, I want you to take off your shirt, shoes and socks.”

“Yes. Mistress.” I thought this was strange, but I did as I was told.

Then she came out with something from the kitchen. “These are wrist cuffs. After I have them on your wrists, please turn around so that I can secure your arms behind you.”

Now I had wrist cuffs on and my arms were secured behind me. “Let’s go downstairs where your spanking will take place.” Once we got downstairs, she opened a room that had whips and paddles, a wooden horse, and a wooden X on the wall. This would be more than a simple spanking, I said to myself. “If this is too much for you, you can back out now and I will call the police.”

“I’ll still go ahead with it.”

She sat on the only chair in the room and said, “Now I want you to stand in front of me and not say a word.” Then she proceeded to unbuckle my belt, unbutton my jeans, and unzip my zipper. I was helpless, because my hands were secured behind my back.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“I told you not to talk. If you say anything else, your spanking will be more severe. You need to be completely naked for my spankings.” Then she put her fingertips in my briefs. And soon they were also around my ankles. I felt so embarrassed. Only the boys in gym class had seen my naked like this, and my mother. “Step out of them, now.”

She looked me over and said, “Let’s go over to the wooden X for the first part of your spanking. Stand with your nose almost touching the wooden X.” Then I felt her undo my wrists in back of me, and immediately secured them spread apart above my head. Next she attached anklets to my ankles, and secured my legs together.

“I am going to start you out using the flogger on you. It contains many fingers of leather. They will turn your skin pink and they will sting a lot. Are you ready for m to begin?”

There was nothing else to say but, “Yes, Mistress.” She started up near my neck and worked her way down my whole body. Every time the flogger hit me, it felt like a hundred little pins had been stuck into my skin. She also had it wrap around the sides of my body. It made my entire skin tingle.

She quit flogging me and I felt her down by my feet. “Spread those legs.” She commanded. I spread them apart and she still said, “Spread them even further than that.” I spread my legs as far as I could. Then I felt her attach each leg to the ends of the wooden X. I felt completely vulnerable. My cock and balls were now completely exposed and hanging down.

“Now I will be able to get to your inner thighs and other sensitive places.” Then she started to flog me some more. I wanted to get away from the flogger, but I was secured in place. It really shocked me when she flogged me between my legs.

“You look pink all over, now. I am going to switch to a paddle and concentrate on your butt.” Then I felt the sting of the paddle on my bottom. She spanked me first on one cheek and then the other. I felt my butt getting real warm.

After spanking me for about ten minutes with the paddle, she said, “Now I am going to use the riding crop on you.” Where the paddle seemed to sting me in a wide area, the crop was painful in a straight line. She was also able to cover small areas where the paddle hadn’t reached. Then she flicked it a few times between my legs. It really stung my cock and balls and I wiggled about. “I just wanted to make sure you weren’t falling asleep on me.” My bottom was now feeling very warm and tender.

“I am now going to release you and put you over the wooden horse.” I felt her release one foot then the other and she said, “You can put your legs together, now.” It felt so good having my legs together, but now I was aware of how tender my inner thighs had become.

She unhooked my hands above my head and then she lead me over to the wooden horse. “Please bend over it so that your hands and feet are touching the floor.” First she attached my arms to each of the legs in the front. Then she grabbed one of my legs at a time, and spread and secured them to each leg of the horse. In this position, I could look between my legs and see her.

“Now I am going to give you six strokes of the cane. Have you ever been caned before?”

“No, Mistress.”

“Well, it can be quite painful. I want you to count each stroke out loud, and also say ‘Thank you, Mistress’. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

I felt a tapping on my butt, heard a whistle, and then it felt like a hundred bees had stung my butt in a straight line. I tried to stand up to rub my butt, but I was held in place by the horse. I yelled out, “Ouch! That really hurt.”

“Yes were suppose to say, ‘One. Thank you, Mistress.’ But since you didn’t, that stroke will be repeated again. So this will be stroke number one, again. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

I felt a tapping again, heard the whistle, then the pain again. This time I said, “One, Thank you, Mistress.”

“Hopefully, after your spanking, you will never behave like you did tonight, ever again.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Here comes number two.”

I felt the intense pain, again and said, “Two, Thank you, Mistress.”

“Tomorrow, after school, I also want you to apologize to my neighbor, and help him clean up the mess.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Then I felt the next stroke of the cane. “Ouch, that hurts. Three, Thank you, Mistress.”

“And if I ever catch you making trouble in this neighborhood again, you can expect another spanking like this one. Is that understood?”

I felt the next stroke on my tender butt. “Yes, Mistress. Four. Thank you, Mistress.”

“Will you stay out of trouble?”

I felt the next stroke on my tender butt. “Yes, Mistress. Five. Thank you, Mistress.”

“This will be your last stoke, unless you forget to count it out.”

I felt a tapping. Heard the whistle sound, then the pain. “Six. Thank you, Mistress.”

“Let me put some lotion on your poor butt.” She said. Then I felt her soothing hands on my butt, rubbing in the lotion. “You have seven parallel welts on your bottom. It will probably be somewhat painful to sit down for a couple of days.” She released me from the horse, took off my anklets and wristlets, and said, “You can get dressed now.”

It was painful putting on my briefs and jeans. We went upstairs and I finished getting dressed. The spanking was quite painful and more than I had expected, but it was better than going to jail. As I was going out her front door, she patted me on my tender butt and said, “Remember to apologize to my neighbor, and help him clean up the mess.

“Yes, Mistress.” I replied.

My behavior drastically improved after that weekend. I will never forget that Halloween.


Job Interview

I had just completed college and was looking for my first job. I submitted my resume at a large company and was called in for my first interview. I met with the female department head and everything seemed to go well.

I received a call the next day to come in for a second interview. I was told that I would meet my co-workers and there may be physical exam. If everything went well, I would be offered the job at the end of the interview. When I was called into the department head's office, there were also two young women in the office. They looked like they were only a few years older than myself and they were very pretty. Their names were Karen and Sally. I was asked many questions by them, and then was asked to wait in the lobby while they discussed me.

Soon I was called back into the office and told that I would get the job if I passed a short physical exam and some policy explanations. Dawn, the department head, called the company nurse on the phone and told me that the interview would continue with my co-workers, once I completed my physical exam, Soon, a woman walked into the office wearing a white coat. I was next told that she was Sue, the company nurse, and that I was to follow her for my exam.

Sue led me down many hallways to her office. Once inside her office, I was lead into Exam Room #1. It looked like a regular exam room that you would find at a doctor's office. It had an exam table with all of the usual instruments by it. Sue next told me to strip down to my underwear and she handed me a thin paper gown to put on. Then she left the room. Soon I was sitting on the edge of the table in just my underwear and this paper-thin gown. Sue knocked on the door and entered the room. She explained that all potential employees are required to take this exam and that it wouldn't take to long. Sue acted very professional in my exam and checked my blood pressure, temperature, ears, eyes, etc.

Then she surprised me by telling me I also needed a rectal exam. I was to take off my underwear and bend over the table. When I started to object, she told me that the full exam had to be completed before I could get a job with this company. So while she pulled on her latex glove, I reluctantly took off my underwear and bent over the table. She had me spread my legs apart and then I felt her lubricate my asshole. Next, I felt her thin fingers enter me. It seemed to take forever as I felt her fingers wiggle inside of me. I felt so embarrassed being examined like this, but if I wanted the job I had to endure this.

Soon, Sue withdrew her fingers from inside of me and told me that there was only one last part to the exam. She brought out a long wooden type box that had two holes in it that were spaced apart. I was told to stand and put my feet in the box and she fastened the box so that my legs were spread apart and unable to move. Next, she had me put my hands behind my back and she fastened them together with something.

"I put you in this position so that you can't move around too much." Sue said. Then she grabbed some scissors from a nearby table and proceeded to cut away the paper gown. This left me standing totally naked in front of her. My feet were in this wooden box so it kept my legs spread far apart. Then she examined my penis and balls. I had no choice but to allow her to examine me like this.

Next, to my surprise, she went over to the table and came over to me with a razor and some shaving cream. "All new male employees are required to have no pubic hair. I am going to shave you right now, but you will need to be well shaved at all times." Then she proceeded to shave my most private area. Since I really wanted the job, I just let her shave me. Once she was done shaving me, Sue said, "Now you look like a little boy again. You also feel so smooth and nice down here."

Then she released my arms from in back of me, let my feet out of the wooden box, and told me to go ahead and get dressed. Sue then escorted me down the many halls to the department head's office. I felt almost naked from the waist down since I no longer had my pubic hair.

We entered the department head's office and the nurse talked to her and left the room. Then Dawn, the department head, phoned Karen and Sally to come back into her office. I was asked how the exam went and I told her it went well. Soon, Karen and Sally entered the office and they told me that I would get the job as soon as some disciplinary issues were handled. I was handed a small manual on discipline in the office and given a paper to sign. I quickly glanced at it and signed the paper.

Then Dawn said, "Before you are hired, I need to make sure you passed the physical exam. Please show us that you passed the exam."

"I don't know what you mean?" I said. "I don't have any papers to give you. How can I show you that I passed the exam?"

"If you passed the exam, Sue always shaves off your pubic hair." Dawn said. "Please drop your pants and show us that you have been shaved."

"But Karen and Sally are here!" I pleaded.

"If you want this job, please take off your pants." Dawn said.

I really wanted the job so I slowly took off my pants and underwear so that they could see my shaved pubic hair. I felt very embarrassed as the three women gathered closely around me and looked at my well shaven area.

"Don't pull your pants up yet. Remember that you signed this paper stating that you would follow the company's policies. Well read page 12 of the handbook. It says that an employee will be disciplined by a spanking for any and all infractions. The supervisor and/or his/her co-workers will administer the spanking. Depending on the incident, the spanking may be administered on the bare skin. Also, look at page 16. It says that a new employee must submit to a spanking before their first day of employment. So if you want this job I suggest that you take your pants completely off and go over to my desk and bend over it."

I really felt embarrassed when I had to drop my pants for my new female co-workers, and now I feel even more embarrassed because I will be spanked in front of them. l leaned over the desk and firmly gripped the other side. Then I felt my shirt tails being pulled up on my back so that my ass was totally exposed for a spanking.

"Karen, will you fetch me my spanking implements and put them on the desk next to Clyde." Then I saw Karen place a number of paddles, a strap, and a cane next to me.

"These are the implements that I will use to spank you. I will not use the cane today, that is too harsh for a first spanking." Then my spanking began. With the spanking implements placed next to me, I could see what was going to be used to spank me. Dawn started with a small paddle, but the one that stung me the worst had holes in it. After I was spanked for a while, I felt her hands rub my poor, sore bottom.

"Look how nice and pink his skin has become. Would you like to spank him?" Dawn asked Karen and Sally. Of course my new two female co-workers wanted to spank me. "Each of you grab a paddle and stand on both sides of Clyde. That way you can spank him at the same time."

Then my spanking started all over again. This time it was at a much faster pace and it stung a lot me.

When I felt that I could no longer endure the spanking, Dawn told them to stop. Next, I felt six hands on my sore bottom.

"That's enough for his first spanking. Clyde, now we want you to stand up and turn around and face us." Dawn said to me. As I did that, I noticed and they noticed that I had a big erection. However, the bottom of my shirt was giving me some privacy.

"Clyde, please remove your shirt so that we can examine you. Otherwise, you can bend over the desk for a further spanking." Dawn said. If I took off my shirt I would be totally naked in front of them, but that was better than being spanked again. Now all three women were looking at my totally naked body and my erection.

"If you work here, you will have to follow my rules and orders. So stand with your arms at your sides while Karen relieves you of your erection. Karen, go ahead and milk him." Dawn said.

"I would be delighted to", Karen said. Then she started to stroke my erect penis and fondle my balls.

"I'll get some tissues. It looks like he is ready to cum." Sally said, and handed some tissues to Karen. In a few minutes, I exploded into Karen's hands. She kept on stroking me until she got every last drop. Then Karen sat back in her chair again.

"Clyde, you are now officially hired for the job." Dawn said. "You have passed your interviews, examine, and spanking. You should be a good addition to our staff. I want you to report to this office at 8:00pm sharp. Don't be late, or you will receive another spanking. You can get dressed now."

And that is how I got my first job.


Mary's Present (FF/M)

As you probably know from my other stories, my wife spanks me. Also, she has a good friend named Mary who comes to visit us about every two weeks, and my wife allows her to spank me. Mary has spanked me on many occasions, and one time while my wife was out of town on a business trip, she had me go over to Mary's apartment for a spanking.

Anyway, my wife and I had just celebrated our second wedding anniversary several days ago and Mary came over to visit. She brought into the house a long thin box as an anniversary present for us. Although the present was for both of us, she had my wife open it. To my surprise and dismay, it was a long thin cane with a curved handle.

"I thought you would like the cane. It can be used to spank Clyde when he really has been bad or naughty," Mary said.

"I have read that you need to be careful when you use a cane. Can you show me how to use it?" My wife asked.

"Sure, we could spank Clyde right now," Mary said. "But first, we should warm Clyde up with an over the knee hand spanking," Mary said.

"That's a good idea," my wife replied. "Clyde, take off all of your clothes so that we can spank you and use the new cane on you. After you have undressed, go over to Mary for a hand spanking."

So I stripped down to nothing, and went over and stood by Mary. "I always like to examine you before I spank you, so stand still for a little bit," Mary said. Then she proceeded to examine my penis and balls. Soon, I had an erection, and Mary said; "Now you are ready for me to spank you." She hiked up her skirt, spread her legs a little, and over I went with my penis between her legs. She closed her legs together, and now my penis was held in place with her thighs. Then her hand spanking started. Mary has become very good spanker. She varies from cheek to cheek, and she also goes between rubbing my bottom and spanking me. This way I don't know what to expect, pain or pleasure.

Mary spanked me for about five minutes and then said, "I think I have warmed you up enough, now lets move on to the cane. Clyde, stand up now, and then go over and bend over the end of the sofa."

So I stood up, and walked over to the sofa and bent over it. I had never been caned before, so I didn't know what to expect. Mary said to my wife, "Usually, a person can only stand six to eight strokes of the cane. Let me give Clyde the first stroke so that you can see how the cane should be used. The cane should NOT be used too high on his bottom, because it could cause too much damage. Also, you first tap his bottom with the cane so that you can measure your swing."

I could now feel her tapping my bottom with the cane.

"You should make sure the tip of the cane doesn't extend out too far. Otherwise, it will wrap around and cause a lot of pain on one of his cheeks. You draw the cane back, then try to make it land where you measured from. Like this."

I heard a whistle sound the SPLAT. Boy did that hurt. It felt like a hundred bees had just stung me in a straight line. Then Mary said, "See the welt it just left?" I could feel both of their hands feeling the new ridge on my bottom. "If you can, you should place the strokes in parallel to each other. You try it."

I felt the tapping, heard the whistle sound, the SPLAT. This time my hands went back real fast to rub my bottom. I didn't know that a cane could hurt so bad. "You can really feel the cane, can't you Clyde," my wife said.

"I sure can," I answered. "I won't want the cane used on me very often."

"Then you better be a good boy and always do what I tell you to do," my wife said.

"Usually, when someone is caned, it is customary for the person getting caned to count out loud the strokes, and to thank the person for the stroke. Do you think you can do that, Clyde?" Mary asked.

"I guess so," was my reply.

"You've had two strokes already, so your next count will be three. Also, if you forget to count out loud, or you stand up, the stroke is repeated," Mary said. "So give him his next stroke."

"Okay," my wife answered. "Here comes number three!" I felt the tapping of the cane, heard the whistle, then SPLAT.

I took in a deep breath and said, "Three, thank you, ma'am."

"Give him one more, then I want to give him the last two strokes," Mary said.

Tap, whistle, SPLAT. "Four, thank you, ma'am," I said. Now my bottom was really hurting. It took all that was in me to stay in place.

"You're doing a good job for never been caned before," Mary said. "Here comes number five."

SPLAT. "Five, thank you, Mary," I said. My whole bottom felt like it was on fire.

"Your last stroke I want to place in the crease between your bottom and the top of your legs," Mary said. "That way you will for sure feel this caning for a few days."

I felt the cane tapping me there, the SPLAT. That hurt so much that I stood up and rubbed my poor bottom. "You should NOT of stood up," Mary said. "Now I will need to repeat that stroke."

So I reluctantly bent over the sofa again, then SPLAT. "Six, thank you, Mary," I said.

"Stay in position while we examine your bottom," Mary said. Then I felt two pairs of hands feeling the new welts on my bottom. After about several minutes of this, my wife said, "Stand in the corner while we talk." So I stood in the corner while Mary gave my wife more pointers on how to use the cane. Then they went on to other subjects and soon Mary had to leave.

Before Mary left, she said, "Clyde, come over here so that I can give you another over the knee spanking before I leave." So I went over to Mary, went over her lap, and was spanked on my recently caned bottom. This hurt a lot more than when Mary usually spanks me. "Is it okay if I milk him, before I leave?" Mary asked while I was still over her lap.

"Sure," my wife answered. "Let me get a hand towel for you."

"Clyde, stand up and put your hands on top of your head so that I can milk you," Mary said. So my hands went on top of my head, my wife gave Mary a hand towel, and Mary began pulling and stroking on my penis and balls. Soon, I was coming in the hand towel. Mary wiped me off and said, "I hope you enjoy your new anniversary present. It should ensure that Clyde is always in his best behavior."

"I know that I will make good use of the cane, now that you have shown me how to use it," my wife replied. "Clyde, you can get dressed now and leave the room."

So I got dressed and left the room. I now had to really act good towards my wife. I didn't want to feel the cane, again.


Mary's Next Visit

The last time Mary had visited my wife, I made loud noises in the basement and both my wife and Mary spanked me for being "naughty" by making all of that noise. My wife also told Mary that she could spank me again, the next time she visited us. So I was NOT looking forward to another visit from Mary.

Although Mary was expected to be arrive at any minute, my wife had an errand she had to take care of. So she wrote a note for Mary, and she gave it to me to give to Mary as soon as she arrived. The note read like this:

Mary- I am sorry I am not here to greet you. I have a short errand to take care of. I should be back, shortly. Clyde has been a naughty boy this week and deserves a spanking. Go ahead and start his spanking. I will join the two of you later. Joyce

Before my wife left, she wanted to be sure that I gave the note to Mary and that I follow every thing Mary says to do. Then she went out the kitchen door. After reading the note for myself, I knew that I was going to receive another spanking from Mary and my wife. About five minutes after my wife had left, the doorbell rang and there was Mary. I invited her in and gave her my wife's note.

She sat down in the living room and read the note and then said to me, "Well, Clyde. I see that you have been a naughty boy and deserve another spanking. Take off all of your clothes and then stand next to me for the first part of your spanking!" I couldn't believe that this was happening all over again for me. Also, Mary was about to spank me and my wife wasn't even present. I didn't want to get into more trouble with Mary, so I took off my clothes and was soon standing naked next to Mary. I had an erection already, and Mary noticed it and said, "Stand with your hands above your head while I examine you before your spanking." So I put my hands above my head and soon felt Mary's smooth hands on my penis and balls. But after a while, she hiked up her skirt and said, "Bend over my lap for a good spanking that you deserve." I soon felt her strong thighs hold my penis and me in place, and then she started to spank me.

She was spanking me a lot harder than the first spanking I had received from her. I could really feel my poor bottom heating up. She also was rubbing my bottom between spanks, so I didn't know if I would receive a moment of pleasure or pain during the spanking. After about five to ten minutes of an over the knee spanking from Mary she said, "I thought Joyce would be back by now. Clyde, do you know where she stores the other spanking instruments she uses on you?"

I sometimes need to bring the spanking instruments out to my wife when she spanks me, so I said, " Yes, they are stored in a drawer in the bedroom. Do you want me to get them for you?"

"Yes. Let me give you a few more spanks, then you can stand up and get them."

So I felt a few more hard spanks, then she said, "Okay, stand up and get the spanking instruments for me."

So I stood up and went to the bedroom to retrieve the instruments. When I got back to the living room, Mary had taken a wooden chair from the kitchen and placed it in the middle of the living room floor. Mary then said, "For the next part of your spanking I want you to bend over this wooden chair."

Once I was bent over it, she said, "Bend over even more, and thrust out your bottom more than what you are doing now." So I bent over even more. I had a feeling that I was about to receive a really hard spanking from her. She grabbed a paddle, and really laid it into me. She was also making sure that every inch of my poor bottom was being paddled.

After about five minutes of this, my wife finally walked in. She said, "I see you have Clyde's spanking under control. Keep spanking him while I put away a few things. I'll join you in a few minutes."

"No problem," Mary said. "I know that Clyde will be staying in one place!"

So after a few minutes, my wife grabbed a paddle and both women were spanking me. "I see you have Clyde's bottom almost a bright red already," my wife said. "You do good work! I think Clyde should get a spanking from you every time you visit us. Don't you agree, Clyde."

I had no choice but to say, "Yes, Mary." Now I knew for sure that whenever Mary would come over, that I would receive a spanking.

Then after about five minutes of both of them spanking me with the various instruments, my wife said, "I think he's had enough of a spanking for now. Clyde, go stand in the corner while I visit with Mary." So I stood in the corner while they talked and talked.

Before Mary was about to leave, she said, "You let me milk Clyde the last time. Can I do it to him again?"

"Sure, I guess so," my wife replied. "Let me get a hand towel from the bathroom for you. Clyde, stand over here in front of Mary so that she can milk you before she leaves."

When I walked over to Mary, I still had a semi-erection from the spanking and she said, "Put your hands on your head and act like a good boy!" Soon I felt her hands on my penis and balls, and after a few minutes of her caressing and pulling on my penis, I came in the hand towel. "You have been a good boy and I look forward to spanking you again," Mary said.

I was then allowed to get dressed and leave the room. I wondered what would be in store for me the next time I saw Mary?


Mary Brings a Friend

My wife spanks me when I have been "naughty". She also has a friend called Mary, and my wife lets Mary spank me whenever she comes to visit us. Anyway, last Sunday I went with some of my male friends to a baseball game. When I got home, Mary's car was parked in the driveway, so I had a hunch that I would probably receive a spanking, but I wasn't expecting what really happened to me.

My wife, Joyce, heard me come in the door, so she called out to me, "Clyde, come into the living room. Mary is here to visit with us, again." But when I entered the living room, not only did I see my wife and Mary, but also another woman. She looked about ten years younger than myself, and she was wearing a nice black skirt and white blouse. "Clyde, this is Ann," my wife said. "She wants to talk to you and know you better. Go over and talk to her."

"Hi, Ann. Glad to meet you!" I said.

"I'm happy to have a chance to meet you, too." Ann said. "I have so much about you from my friend, Mary. Is it true that you let Mary spank you?"

"Yes," I said.

"And is it true that she spanks you when you are completely naked?"

"Yes," I said.

"Will you let me spank you?" she asked.

I looked back towards my wife because I wasn't sure how to answer her. My wife was nodding her head, and said, "Clyde, tell her that you would love to be spanked by her."

So I said, "Yes, you can spank me."

"Good, I was hoping you would say that. Stand in front of me and take off all of your clothes for your spanking," Ann said.

So there I was stripping before a younger woman who I had never met before. By the time I had taken off all of my clothes, I had an erection just thinking that she was about to spank me. When I had all my clothes in a neat pile, I faced her again.

"I see that you are excited about being spanked by me," Ann said. "Come closer so that I can examine you." Soon her fingers were around my balls and stroking my penis. This made me move from side to side and she said, "Hold still and keep your hands on your head while I examine you. Otherwise, I will give you an even longer spanking." So I put my hands on my head and stood as still as possible.

After a few minutes of this examination, she said, "Mary tells me that if I hike up my skirt, you will put your penis between my legs and I can control you better that way. Is that true?" she asked.

"I guess so. If that is what you want." I said.

"Good, let me hike up my skirt and you can come over my knees for a much deserved spanking," she said. So over I went and I soon felt her thighs holding me and my penis in place. "Joyce tells me that you have been ignoring her lately, and you went off to a baseball game with the boys. Is that true?"

I felt a SPANK, and I said, "Yes, I was at a baseball game, today."

"You also haven't been helping her with the housework. Is that true?"

Another hard SPANK, and I said, "I guess so."

"Then you deserve this spanking. I'll spank you first, then Mary and your wife also want to spank you," Ann said. So then Ann really started to spank me, and hard. I was soon squirming in her lap, but her thighs tightly gripped my penis and held me in place. "You are moving around too much again, Clyde. Try to stay still or I will keep spanking you for a long time." So I stayed as still as I could, and soon the spanking stopped. My poor bottom was already hot, and Mary and my wife hadn't spanked me yet! "Stand up and go over to Mary," she said, "It's her turn to spank you."

Soon I was standing next to Mary, and she said," Put you hands on your head and turn around. I want to first see how red Mary made your bottom." Then I felt her hands on my hot bottom. "You did a good job of spanking him! But I guess his bottom will be a lot redder after Joyce and I have spanked him."

Then she said to me, "Turn around and keep your hands on your head." Then I felt her hands on my penis and balls. "I always like to examine you before your spanking. Lay over my lap so that I can spank you." Mary had hiked up her skirt and over I went. Soon the spanks started raining down on my bottom again. After about five minutes of this, she said, "I'm not done with your spanking for today, but go over to your wife for a further spanking."

Thank goodness, my wife didn't need to examine me. But over her lap I went, and now I was being spanked, again. This continued for another five minutes and while I was still over her lap, my wife said, "He usually gets the paddle and other instruments used on him next, but since all three of us have given him a good hand-spanking, let me get just the paddle or Ann to spank him with."

So she let me up, and Mary said, "He usually bends over the end of the sofa for the paddle. Is that okay with you, Ann."

"Sure," Ann said. "Clyde, bend over the end of the sofa so that I can paddle you." I couldn't believe that I was letting three women spank me, but I went over the sofa and bent over it. Soon, my wife came back with a paddle and gave it to Ann.

I usually don't have to count out loud my spanks, but my wife said to Ann, "Since he has had a good spanking already, why don't you give him twenty spanks with the paddle and have him count them out loud for you!"

"Did you hear that, Clyde?" Ann asked. "Count these out"

Then WACK, "One," I said. WACK, "Two." I did pretty well until I got to twenty. At twenty, I raised up and rubbed my poor bottom.

"Bend back down, again. You forgot to count and don't move until we say you can. Ann, give him that last one again." Then WACK.

"Twenty," I said. Then I felt three pairs of female hands on my poor bottom.

"MY, you do have a red and hot bottom," Ann said.

"Go stand in the corner while we talk, some more." My wife said.

So while I stood in the corner, they carried on their girl talk. Ann talked about never had spanked a grown man before, and that she really enjoyed spanking me. My wife told her that she allows Mary to spank me whenever she comes over, and that Ann could also spank me when she wanted to. This I was NOT looking forward too.

Then right before they left, my wife said, "Clyde, Ann and Mary are about to leave, so bend over Ann's lap for a quick spanking before she leaves."

So I bent over Ann's lap for another spanking. After about a minute or two, she let me up again. I now had an erection again, and Mary said, "I usually milk him if he has an erection at this point, but since this is his first spanking by you, I think you should do it."

"Good idea," my wife said. "Let me first get you a hand towel." So soon Ann was pulling on my penis and balls, and I came in the handtowel.

Then Ann said, "I had a good time getting to know you, Clyde. I look forward to when I can see you and spank you, again."

"You can get dressed now," my wife said.

So away Mary and Ann went. I wondered when I would see them and be spanked by them, again.


Spanked at Mary's Apartment (FF/M)

My wife went out of town on a business trip for a week. I thought since she was gone, that I wouldn't be spanked and that I would be free to do whatever I wanted to. But I was wrong. On Saturday, about ten o'clock, she called me and said, "I have been talking to Mary about me being gone. I told her that you would be at her apartment at one-thirty today. Be sure to bring the spanking implements with you, because you are going to be spanked by Mary. This way, I make sure you will stay out of trouble while I am out of town. Besides, I think Mary likes to spank you." Then she proceeded to give me the address and directions to Mary's apartment. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My plans of shooting pool and drinking beer were NOT going to happen. And now, I was going to be spanked, again.

So around one o'clock I gathered up the spanking implements and put them into a paper grocery bag, and left for Mary's apartment. I arrived there just before one-thirty, and Mary greeted me at the door with a big smile. "Good, you're right on time for your spanking. Did you bring the spanking implements?"

"Yes I did. They are in this paper bag."

"Just set the bag down in the living room. If you need to go to the bathroom before your spanking, it's down the hall. Come back to the living room when you are through."

So I took the pressure off by going to the bathroom. When I returned, Mary was on the phone and motioned for me to have a seat on the sofa. Mary was saying on the phone, "Clyde is here now for his spanking. Do you still want to help in his spanking? Good, I'll see you in a few minutes." When Mary hung up the phone, she said, "I was talking to Pat. I have told her how much I enjoy spanking you, and she wants to spank you, too. We also have something different in mind for part of your spanking." Then there was a knock at the door, and Mary let in a young woman who looked about Mary's age. I stood up and Mary introduced us to each other.

"I have heard so much about you from Mary," Pat said. "I can't wait to spank you."

"Pat, why don't you sit on that chair over there, and Clyde, take off all of your clothes for your spanking." Now I was stripping before a complete stranger, and I was about to be spanked by her. "I told Pat how I examine you before your spanking, so after you have all of your clothes off, go over to Pat to be examined."

Once I had walked over to Pat, she said, "First, turn around so that I may examine your bottom." So I turned and felt her hands on my bottom cheeks. She even spread them apart. Now I knew for sure that I was going to be spanked differently, today. "Now turn around so that I can examine your cock and balls." I turned again, and now her hands were examining my penis and balls. As she was handling them, I began to have an erection. Pat said, "Go ahead and get an erection. Then I can keep you in place better when I spank you." She finally let go of me, and hiked up her skirt. "You can lie over my lap now, for your spanking." So over I went. She clamped my penis in place between her thighs and started to spank me. She also alternated between spanking me and rubbing my bottom. I didn't know what to expect next, pain or pleasure. In the meantime, Mary had walked over and was observing my spanking by Pat.

"Pat is an experienced spanker," Mary said. "Why don't you tell Clyde about yourself."

So while Pat was spanking me, she said, "I come from a family with three younger brothers. My father was a traveling salesman, and who never home. My mother died of cancer when I was 16 years old. So I was like a mother to my younger brothers. I disciplined my brothers by spanking them. I spanked them through high school and even in college. Now most of them have moved away, so when Mary mentioned that you were coming over for Mary to spank you, I told her I wanted to spank you, too."

"We have a surprise for you for the second half of your spanking. But first, I want to give you an over the knee spanking," Mary said.

"Clyde, stand up. Mary will sit in my same chair and spank you," Pat said.

Mary sat down, examined my erect penis and balls then said, "Over you go. I'm really glad your wife is out of town so that Pat and I can spank you." Then the hand spanking started again and lasted about five minutes. Then Mary said, "You can stand up now, and we will continue with the next phase of your spanking."

Pat grabbed my penis and said, "Follow me into Mary's bedroom." When we entered the bedroom, I noticed the bed has no spread and the blankets were off of it. In the middle was a large pillow with a towel on it. "Lay face down on the bed. The pillows will elevate your bottom for a better target." I had never been spanked this way before, so I just laid face down on the bed. Mary and Pat were near the top bedposts and Pat said, "Give each of us one of your wrists." Then they proceeded to tie rope around my wrists and tied them to the bedposts. "Now spread your legs," Pat said. Then they secured my ankles to the bottom bedposts. "Mary said you have a tendency to squirm around a lot. This should keep you in place. By the way, this is the way I spanked my brothers when they got older." Then Mary brought into the room a boom-box, and she put on some music that really had a beat to it.

"This is so that the people in the other apartments don't hear the spanking," Mary said. Then my spanking started, again, with Mary on one side of the bed and Pat on the other side. They were using paddles and the various spanking implements that I had brought over. Being tied down and spanked rapidly by Mary and Pat made my spanking hurt more than usual. Soon I was making grunting noises as each spank hit my poor bottom.

Pat noticed this and said to me, "Clyde, turn your head towards me." Then she said to Mary, "Hand me those panties that are on the top of your dresser." I wasn't sure what was going to happen until Pat said, "Clyde, open your mouth." Then she took the panties and stuffed them into my mouth. "That should keep you quiet for the rest of your spanking." Then they continued to spank me some more. The panties must have not been washed yet, because I could now smell and taste Mary in my mouth.

Soon Pat said, "I think he has had enough of a spanking for today. Let’s turn him over to finish him off." Then I felt the ropes being taken off the bedposts but they were still secured to my ankles and wrists. "Roll over so that you are face-up," Pat said. They immediately re-secured me spread eagle to the bed. I still had an erection from the spanking and the panties in my mouth.

Mary said, "Let me take care of this part. I always like milking Clyde at the end of his spanking." Then Mary proceeded to stroke my penis and balls until I came into her hands. I was unable to make anymore noises because her panties were still in my mouth. Next they untied me, took out the panties from my mouth, and then we went back to the living room.

Mary said, "Now stand in the corner while I talk to Pat. Keep your hands at your sides and don't rub your bottom." So I stood in the corner while they talked about my spanking and how both of them loved to spank men.

Before Pat left, she said, "Clyde, come over here so that I can see what the spanking did to your bottom." So I walked over to Pat, and soon felt her hands all over my sore bottom. "It looks pretty red, so you should feel this spanking for a few days. I hope that I can spank you again, someday."

"That can be arranged," Mary said. "I'm a good friend of his wife. You could come with me when I visit his wife. She always lets me spank Clyde when I am at their house." So Pat and Mary talked a little bit longer, then Pat left. Then Mary said to me, "Before I let you get dressed and leave, go over my lap again for a few more spanks. That way I can see your poor bottom again." I really didn't want to be spanked anymore, but over her lap I went. After examining my bottom she said, "I agree with Pat, it looks like you will feel this spanking for a few days. But here are a few more spanks to remember this spanking that you received, today." With that, she gave me about ten more spanks on top of my very red and well-spanked bottom. Then she let me stand up again and get dressed.

Just before I left her apartment she handed me the paper bag of spanking implements and said, "I hope your wife goes on some more business trips. I like to spank you in my own apartment and Pat is just down the hallway, so she can always join in."

This was a spanking I felt for several days, and I knew that I would always have different spanking experiences when Pat and Mary spanked me.


Wrong Room F/M

During my college days, I was always in need of extra money to help pay for my books and my tuition. So I would always carefully read the college newspaper where they needed paid volunteers for various studies. The ones that sounded interesting and would fit in my schedule, I would give them a call. The ad in the newspaper read, "Earn Money while you lose weight. If you are overweight and would like to earn money for losing weight, please give us a call. It may require you to change your behavior and eating patterns. It is a two-month study and you get regular weekly check-ups. Please call XXX-XXX-XXXX for an appointment."

So I called them, and it sounded like this study would work for me. Because of my studying and my lack of exercise, I had gained about twenty pounds. I thought this study would be a good fit for me, and I made an appointment. I was to report to room B146 in the Student Union building. I was also told the first appointment would take about two hours.

When I arrived at the Student Union building, I found out that the room was in the basement. After going down the stairs, I wasn't sure if the room number was B146 or B 164. On room B164, it had a sign saying it had to deal behavior modification studies, so I entered the room. At a large, high wooden desk sat the receptionist.

"May I help you?" She asked.

"My name is Clyde and I have an two-o'clock appointment." I said.

"I don't see you on the schedule, but that happens sometimes. What study are you here for?" She asked.

"The one on weight loss. This is my first appointment." I said.

"Jackie is handling that study, and I'll see if she will be able to work with you at this time. While you're waiting, please fill out this paperwork." She said. Then the receptionist left the room.

The paperwork seemed okay at first, asking for my name, address, birthday and so on, but then there were many pages asking me about my history of being spanked and my thoughts on being spanked. I thought this sounded strange, but if I could lose a few pounds and get paid for it, so I completed the questionnaire. After I was done, I put the questionnaire on the receptionist's desk and read a magazine.

It was strange because all the magazines had to deal with corporal punishment and discussions about the benefits derived from it. Soon, the receptionist arrived at her desk.

"Jackie will be able to see you in a few minutes, after she has read your questionnaire. Please keep reading the magazines and I suggest you use the bathroom, if needed, before your appointment with Jackie." The receptionist said. Then she left the room.

I went to the nearby restroom, not so much because I needed to, but this way I would be more relaxed. Then I went back out to the lobby and continued to read the magazines.

After a few minutes, a woman dressed in a short black skirt, a white blouse, and a short black suit coat entered the reception area. She looked like she was about twenty-five years old and had a great smile.

"Is your name Clyde?" She asked.

"Yes it is!" I replied.

"My name is Jackie and I am in charge of the weight loss study. Please follow me to my office so that I can discuss the study with you." Jackie said. She had a large office and I took a seat. "I wasn't expecting you, but that doesn't matter. I am always looking for new people for this study. It involves losing weight through mainly behavior modification. After you have completed the program or lost your desired weight, you will be paid. How many pounds do you hope to lose?"

"About twenty." I replied.

"And are you willing to come here on a weekly basis for a check-up and added motivation?" Jackie asked.

"Yes! Especially if it means that I will be able to lose weight and be paid for it." I said.

"Good! Before we can get started I need you to sign this last piece of paperwork. It says that you won't be paid until the end of the program and that you will accept any behavior modifications needed to obtain this weight loss, even if it involves corporal type punishment." Jackie said as she handed me a clipboard with long legal paper on it.

I read the paper, and although I didn't really know what I was signing, it sounded okay with me. After the paper was signed, I handed it back to Jackie.

"The next thing is to take a few measurements, and I can tell you more about this program while I measure you." Jackie said.

Then Jackie got my exact weight, height, and many more measurements across my chest, waist, and inseam. I told her I wanted to lose twenty pounds and everything seemed to be going well. We set a goal of losing at least two pounds a week, so my particular study would last about ten weeks. Since my study would last for over two months, I would be paid half at the end of five weeks and the other half at the end of ten weeks. Then Jackie modified my contract, and I had to sign it, again.

"Now follow me to the next phase of this study." Jackie said. I followed her down the hallway to a room with a sign that read, "Behavior Modification Room A". It also had a sign that you could move from 'unoccupied' to 'occupied'. Jackie changed the sign to 'occupied' as we entered the room. This was a large room with wooden chairs, stools, and many strange looking contraptions. On the walls were many paddles, riding crops, whips, and other strange looking things.

"This is the room where your behavioral modification will take place. I will administer whatever punishment is needed to attain your desired weight loss. If you reach your goal on a weekly basis, we will only talk and no modification will be needed. So are you still willing to participate in this study?" Jackie asked.

"I need the money and I need to lose the weight, so I guess I will stay with the study." I said. "Does the behavior modification involve spanking?" I asked.

"I had assumed by the questionnaire and the other papers you had signed that you understood that this behavior modification will involve corporal punishment, which includes spanking. By your questionnaire, you said that you thought the spanking you received when you were younger, helped you to become a better person. Now these spankings should help you lose weight. So are you willing to be spanked?" Jackie asked.

"I wasn't expecting this type of behavior modification, but if it will help me lose weight and I will be paid for it, I guess I will stay in the study." I hesitantly said.

"For your next appointment, please wear pants that have an elastic waistband. Lounge pants work the best, and also wear an oversized T-shirt. Underwear is optional. I will punish you if you aren't wearing the correct clothing. If you want to bring a bag with you punishment clothing in it, there is a changing room down the hallway. Now I am going to sit on this bench, and I want you to stand beside me. Then empty your pockets and take off your jeans."

I felt embarrassed doing this, but soon I stood beside her in only my shirt and white briefs.

"When we are in this room, you will address me as ma'am. So now I want you to lie over my lap with your hands and arms on one side of the bench and your legs are on the other side. This way the bench will support most of your weight." Jackie said.

As I lay down across her lap and on the bench, she hiked up her short black skirt. It looked like she was wearing pantyhose and I was unable to see her panties. Jackie then said, "Your spanking will always take place on the bare skin, so raise up so that I can lower your underwear." When I raised up, I felt her fingertips in the waistband of my underwear and I felt her completely take them off of me. Then my penis dangled down between her thighs as I lowered myself back down. Then to my surprise, I felt her powerful thighs tramp my growing penis between them. As she pulled back my shirt so nothing was in the way of my naked backside, I was now very aware of her perfume and could feel her nylon pantyhose against my naked skin.

"This will be your first spanking to show you what to expect if you don't attain your weight loss. Depending on how well you are doing, the spankings may be more severe than this. That is the reason for the other equipment in this room. But I will only choose the punishment that I feel will help you the most. Do you understand, Clyde?" She asked

"Yes I do," I replied.

SPANK! SPANK!

"That's 'Yes, ma'am." She quickly said.

"Yes, ma'am." I replied. I wasn't expecting my spanking to start so soon. It took me by surprise.

"Also, when are not wearing underwear, it makes it easier and quicker to spank you. Do you understand?" Jackie asked.

SPANK! SPANK!

"Yes, ma'am."

Then my spanking started. SPANK! SPANK! "This study has helped many students lose weight and sharpen their study skills. So it should help you." SPANK! SPANK! "I will look forward to your weekly check-ups and punishments." SPANK! SPANK! "And also never be late for your appointment." SPANK! SPANK! "You will get spanked even before we talk about your weight loss." SPANK! SPANK!

Although the hand spanking stung my bare skin, it also made my whole lower region feel warm and it gave me a different type of sensation. I could also feel my penis growing harder and bigger. But Jackie kept her thighs together so that I was held between her legs.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"That should show you what to expect if you don't lose your weight. You can stand up now, put on your clothes, and make another appointment with the receptionist. I look forward to your next session."

As I stood up, I rubbed my poor sore bare bottom and wasn't concerned that my penis was standing straight out in front of Jackie's face. My ass felt like it was on fire.

"It looks like you enjoyed the spanking." Jackie said, looking at my hard penis.

"Sorry, Jackie. I guess I am embarrassed." I said.

But then to my surprise, she pulled me over the bench, again.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Always refer to me as 'ma'am' when you are in this room!" She said. "You stand get up, now."

I stood up and quickly put on my underwear and jeans. My tight jeans made me acutely aware of my spanking.

"Be sure and thank me for spanking you before you leave." Jackie said.

So I said, "Thank you, ma'am, for spanking me. See you next week." And I quickly left the punishment room and made an appointment to see Jackie next week. Then I walked to my dorm room and lay on my stomach on my bed and studied, thinking about what had just happened to me. I still hadn't realized that I had entered the wrong room.


Wrong Room Part 2 F/M

The next day my ass was still tender when I sat down on the hard wooden seats for my classes but no one seemed to notice. When I got back to my dorm room, I was surprised when I had a phone message from the weight loss study program. They were mad at me because I never made it for my appointment, and three people had set aside two hours each, for my appointment. Not only that, but I had wasted taxpayer's money, and that I should call them and set up another appointment. They left a phone number for me to call.

I was confused. I thought I had made it for my appointment. So I called them back. Since it was now 3:30 PM, I set a new appointment for tomorrow afternoon at four o'clock. They told me again to report to room B146.

The following day I was on time for my appointment and this time I found a room labeled B146. The room had no label on it, just a room number.

"My name is Clyde." I said to the receptionist. "I am here for my four o'clock appointment."

"So you are the student who missed his appointment. Fill out this paperwork and I will inform the others that you have finally arrived. You are the last client, so am going to lock the door." First the receptionist locked the office door and then left the room.

After about five minutes and after I had completed the paperwork, a woman who was dressed like a nurse said to me, "You must be Clyde. Please follow me so that we can start your interview."

I followed her into a small examination room, and she said, "Please sit down. Someone will be with you shortly."

About two minutes later, two women wearing white lab coats entered the room. They asked me one question after another about what happened to me. I tried to explain what happened, but they kept asking me even more questions. Finally, I was very frustrated and said; "I apologize for what happened. If my apology is not enough for you, why don't you spank me."

Suddenly, they quit asking me questions and started to talk to each other. After a few minutes one of the women said to me as she handed me a gown, "Please put this gown on so that it opens in the back. Also, please take off all of your clothes, including your shoes and socks, so that we can examine you to see if you qualify for the study. We will leave the room for a few minutes so that you will have some privacy, and then we will deal with you."

Now I wasn't sure what would happen to me, but I took off all of my clothes and put on the gown. I felt very vulnerable being naked under this very thin white gown. Then the two women came into the room, again. One of them went over to the examination table and pulled out a bottom shelf.

"We are going to take you up on your offer to spank you, then we will examine you and see if you qualify for this study. So walk over to the examination table, stand on the shelf, and bend over the table." One of the women said. "Find something to hold on to, and don't stand up until we tell you to."

Once I stood on the shelf, it was the perfect height to make my ass stick out. I bent down and grabbed the sides of the table. Since the gown opened in the back, I was aware that my naked ass was sticking out through the parted gown. The only thing that was saving my modesty was two small strings holding the gown together. Then, to my surprise, I felt the strings being untied by one of the women. The gown then fell from my shoulders, and fell in a small clump around my hands. One of the women quickly moved my hands and took away the gown. Now I was completely naked and bent over the exam table. When I looked behind me, each woman had a wooden ruler in her hand.

I next felt hands on my totally exposed naked ass. "Your ass cheeks do look pink." One woman said. "It does looks like Clyde was recently spanked, so maybe he told us the truth. But let's start his spanking."

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

Then I felt the sting of the rulers on my bare bottom. And although I was unable to help myself, I also felt my penis stiffen and grow bigger. I know that the women were noticing my erection because they were also spanking me on the insides of my thighs.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Open your legs some more so that we can reach your more tender parts." One of the women said.

I spread my legs apart as far as I could while still standing on the shelf. Then I felt one of the rulers flick me between my legs. This just made me more aware of my erection, and made me aware that my penis and balls were now dangling unprotected, between my legs.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

My spanking continued on and on. I could now feel the heat from my spanking fill my whole lower region, and my ass had a tingling sensation.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"His ass is now bright red. Let's stop for now and examine him." One of the women said. "You can now stand up and turn around and face us."

My ass felt like it was on fire, so I forgot about my modesty and turned around while rubbing my sore bottom.

"We are both nurses and lab assistants, so you don't have to cover up you male anatomy." One of the women said. Both women were wearing white lab coats and short black dresses. "My name is Jill and this is Nancy. We don't know if you qualify for this study until we measure you, get your weight, and ask you some questions. So first get on the scale."

It was quite embarrassing for me because I was totally naked and Jill and Nancy were about my same age. After they took my weight, both of them started to take my measurements. Their hands and fingers seemed to be everywhere at the same time and they wanted to measure me every way possible. Their hands were in between my legs, and at the same time measuring around my hips.

Jill and Nancy discussed my measurements between themselves, and then Jill said, "We want to make sure you tell us the truth while you answer our questions. So first, Nancy will sit down and I want her to go over her lap so she can give you a further hand spanking, if she doesn't like your answers. After Nancy has questioned you, you will next go over my lap for a spanking. So hurry up and go over Nancy's lap."

Nancy sat down, and hiked up her skirt. Then over I went and I could feel my penis dangling between her nice soft thighs. But then she squeezed her thighs together, and I felt totally trapped. Next, to embarrass me even more, Nancy reached between my legs and said, "Please spread your legs apart for your spanking." Although Nancy's perfume smelled real good and her skin felt soft, I still felt totally exposed and vulnerable.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Who did you see in room 164?" Nancy asked.

"Jackie!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Are you going to see her, again?"

"Yes, next week." I replied.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"How long will her study last?" Nancy asked.

"I hope to lose twenty pounds during a five week period. Jackie said I would be spanked for every time I didn't reach my goal for the week." I said.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"I'm going to let Jill spank you. Please stand up and then go over Jill's lap."

They traded places and soon I was over Jill's lap. Jill trapped my erect penis between her legs and I spread my legs apart on my own without being told to do so.

"Clyde, you spread your legs without me asking you. That is a good sign that you are willing to change your behavior." Jill said. Jill was taller than Nancy, so I had a larger area to lay over.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"You can't participate in two studies at once, but would you be willing to be spanked by Jackie, Nancy, and myself, if you don't reach you goal every week?" Jill asked.

I didn't answer immediately, because I wanted to think it over.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Please answer the question, Clyde." Jill said.

"I guess so." I replied.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Using both of the programs, you should attain you weight loss. Are you willing to be spanked by us when ever we feel that it would help you?"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I had no other choice but to say, "Yes."

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Nancy and I will talk to Jackie to set something up before your next appointment with her. I think this could be beneficial to all of us." Jill said.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Stand up and get dressed. I look forward to our next meeting on changing your behavior." Jill said.

Nancy handed me my clothes and I quickly dressed and left the room. I now had a very sore ass and I wanted to make sure I lost some weight that week.