Anna and Christine

[rachelredbum]

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It was a good dinner party until I opened my big mouth and stuck my even bigger foot in it. Nicole always gives good dinner parties. I noticed some of the guests called her "mom" even though they were not related at all. I wondered what was going on with that. I would soon find out. Christine and I had been friends for a few months and she had even given me some good advice sometimes. She is a good person to talk to and about 10 years older than me.

We were chatting about many things when I jokingly called Christine a fat shrimp. There was shocked silence in the room and a very angry look on Christine's face. "I should spank you for that," she said, evenly, barely concealing her anger. there were some embarassed giggles in the room and I looked down and apologised. After a few moments, conversation slowly returned to the room.

After the party ended I stayed around to help clean up. It seemed like the sensible thing to do. While I was in the kitchen I saw a wooden hairbrush on top of the fridge. I thought "This is a wierd place for a wooden hairbrush," then I froze. I remembered what she said about spanking me, and about the gals who called her "mom". My mind was racing. What if it was just the two of us? Would she have ordered me over her lap on the spot? Would I have to fetch the hairbrush? My mind reeled at the possibilities. I forced myself to look away when I realised that I was shielding my bottom with my free hand.

I decided that I had better give a better apology, so when we were finished, I apologised again for hurting her feelings. she forgave me. I then asked her if she was serious about spanking me. Without hesitation, she said "yes." My eyes opened wide at that. "Remember the ones that called me mom," she asked. I nodded. "I spank them whenever they need it. It is a matter of additional discipline to help them achieve their goals." I gasped a bit at that. "And yes sometimes I use that hairbrush you noticed," she said with a wink. I blushed at that.

We then sat down and had a chat. I told her about my experiences with being spanked growing up, and how things were falling apart for me in more ways than I had told her about, and that maybe a good spanking every now and again would smarten me up too. I then said "I am willing to submit to a spanking for insulting you but please not the hairbrush!"

She took me by the hand and led me to the living room. There she scolded me about manners and how insulting it is to call someone fat. I knew it was insulting but didnt say anything. I was afraid it might make my spanking worse. Then she told me to pull my jeans and panties down. It took me a couple minutes to comply. Unfortunately, Christine is patient. Slsowly I folded my six foot frame over her lap. Funny how I felt much smaller than her even though I tower over her by over six inches.

It was then that i found out that she was very muscular. She held me tight across her lap and my god did she ever spank hard. It wasn't too long before I was struggling against her grip. By the tenth spank or so I was starting to whimper. Another ten spanks and I was crying openly, and there were many spanks to go. she was determined to make an impression and she made a couple hundred impressions on my behind and thighs by the time she was done. I was crying like a baby by the time she told me that it was all over.

She then told me to get up and stand in the corner for 30mins. I was still crying and blubbering while I stood there. I hoped that none of her friends would pop over. I was afraid that they would hear me and then see me in my shame, bare bottom on display and crying in the corner. Finally I could control my emotions and stop crying and soon the corner time was over. Thankfully no one saw me.

After the corner time was over, we went and sat together in the loveseat, my head on her chest. We snuggled together for a few minutes and she explained to me why what I said was so hurtful. I had never seen things from that perspective before. Since we met weekly anyway, I decided to ask if I too could be subject to disciplnary spankings. She agreed to that.

My bottom was still a bit sore and glowing when I left for home, but there was a new spring in my step and song in my heart.

[Often123]

That was a good one, and Christine sounds like a spankee's dream. Her hand sounds pretty potent, so Anna will remember this one.

[rachelredbum]

Christine was originally going to be call3ed Nicole but I changed my mind. I thought I had removed all references to that name but I missed one. My bad!

[Often123]

Understandable. But to eliminate guilt, go spank yourself.