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An Ideal Spanking - Hard but Sexy: Chapter 1 - Setting the Scene
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An erotic spanking can be hard, but it must be sexy or where's the FUN? I'm not sure whether there's a limit on the number of words in this site's stories, but to be safe that's the reason this one is going to be broken into chapters. Also means I don't have to do all the work at one time - important as you reach my advanced years.It was around age sixteen that I became certain that my bottom was the most fascinating area of my body - one that had found out that a little self-spanking could be quite exciting.* Not to put too fine a point on it, every time I spanked myself*to a lovely shade of dark pink I would get a terrific hard on! Then of course, taking the necesssary action to make the hardness go away, quickly became a favoured pastime. Perhaps just a tiny bit of an obsession?I say 'became certain'* because this was no sudden overnight discovery. Sixteen was the*watershed year. The internet showed me for the first time that I was not alone. This was astonishing.* I'd thought myself strange, weird and very very bad.* Because of that, I'd have died of embarrassment Kartal Escort if anyone - especially my parents - found out about my 'kink'. It was a locked-away secret and nobody must find out about it. Finding out that there were a lot of people on the 'net' who*shared my inclinations helped me quite a bit.* But*none of my friends ever volunteered an interest,*and I certainly couldn't think of a way to bring it up without opening myself up to ridicule and taunt. Silence was golden.At about this time, we moved from Buckingshire where I had been at a local Grammar School (no corporal punishment) into Putney in London, where I went to a minor Public School, where slipperings and canings were commonplace. The first time a boy was called*out to the front of the class for talking to his deskmate during the lesson I was agog. When he was told to bend over I got a sort of nervous excitement - his tightly bent over bottom was right in front of me -*wow. The Master went to his desk and brought out a huge black plimsoll.* He gave the boy Kartal Escort Bayan a couple of light taps, then raised the shoe up level with the top of his head and brought it down with an almighty*crack.* Honestly it was as though a gun had been fired - I jumped in my seat. The boy let out a grunt but that was all.* If it'd been me, I guarantee you would have heard a very, very loud cry.* I just couldn't imagine how much it must have hurt.* He got two*more swipes and then returned to his seat completely unconcerned.* I, on the other hand had a raging hard-on!It would have been difficult to get through that school without getting a sore bottom at some stage.* Mine came when I was seventeen.* Obviously smoking was pretty well a hanging offence, but in place of a gallows we had the senior school cane.* I had been a smoker since I was thirteen and although I didn't smoke many at the time of my caning, I usually had one once we left school in the afternoon.* My friend and I would wait until we were at the bus stop; *maybe a quarter Escort Kartal of a mile away,*and out of sight of the school.* Then we'd light up.* We were so cool,*so*grown up.* And*we thought we were perfectly*safe until the fateful day that*a Prefect turned up at our stop.* Of course he reported us.*The next day I was pretty well shaking in my boots at the thought of what was to come.* My friend, who had vast experience of being caned*told me to cheer up. He said it was like a 'winter warmer' and would soon be over. This made a caning sound perfectly okay.* Obviously it would hurt a bit, but we were tough young men.* A walk in the park really.**Canings took place starting just after lunch and were carried out by prefects. These were boys only one, perhaps two years older than me.* I mean, I would have loved the job. The fly in the ointment for my caning was that it was the Head Boy*who was designated as the caner.* We weren't friends as such but we did know each other socially.* The idea that I would have to bend over and point my bottom at him to be hit, wasn't a happy one at all.* First though, came a mind-numbing lecture*from the Deputy Head.* I mean, I was getting a bit nervous by then, so I didn't really hear much - he could've saved himself the effort - gone and had a cup of tea or something.* Anyway, suddenly it was over.* He handed over a cane and...
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