Herimone has posted some oldie spanking stories by Kenneth Harding. Thank you Herimone! We have posted two stories by Will Henry over the years and today we are sharing my all time favorite of his. [Careful readers will note the apparent mismatch of pronouns. We refers to Bacall’s keying it, while my refers to my, not her personal favorite]
All of Henry’s stories were written in a documentary style. Or as the 1969 preface of Modern Spanking says “ published as a sociological treatise on contemporary morals….” This was done, I suppose, to escape censorship.
The chapters of Modern Spanking cover all forms of who spanks who: Spanking in the Home Today, Feminine Control Over Discipline, The Adolescent’s Introduction to Spanking, Spanking and the Adult Woman, Marital Spanking and Family Spanking. The story reproduced here is from Marital Spanking. It’s a simple boy meets girl, boy spanks girl, girl spanks boy and they live happily ever after.
I bought Modern Spanking at an adult bookstore when I was 22. I wanted exactly what the fictitious couple, Ed and June, in the story had. I read it enough times to make it come true as it did when I met Bacall two years later.
There is a long prolog to this section of the story that I did not ask Bacall to type. It involves Ed’s seeing sorority girls paddled and June’s sorority paddling sessions at the college where she meets Ed.
“Our own paddling activities didn’t commence some time after my initiation into the club. One evening when we were kidding around in his car, he playfully turned me over his knees for a few smacks on the seat of my skirt. It stung nicely and I think he was a little surprised by my ardor afterward. When he remarked that he ought to paddle me more often, I didn’t discourage him. While it was embarrassing and did hurt a little, it was exciting and very stimulating.
After this he began warming me up on all of our dates prior to our necking sessions. I cooperated completely, and started wearing garter belts instead of girdles on all our dates. At first all the paddlings were given over my skirt, but I knew that couldn’t last forever. By this time, I might explain that we were quite serious about each other and talking about getting married after we finished school.”
At this point, Ed broke in with an explanation. “Of course, I could hardly wait to get her skirt up, but I didn’t want to spoil things by rushing her too much. However, one afternoon after school when we were alone at her place, I told that it was time for the skirts to come up. She got very red in the face, but protested only mildly as I took her over my knee. My heart was pounding as I began working her right-fitting skirt up in the back. Up it came over the tops of her brown stockings, revealing plump white thighs and finally trim pink panties covering her nice bottom.
She was embarrassed to death, but I didn’t overdo that first session with the hand applied directly on the panties. However, after that it was the standard procedure for June’s skirt to be pulled up before the spanking. Of course, it wasn’t long before I had designs about getting the panties down, but she firmly told me that that would have to wait until after we were married. I didn’t argue as the sight of seeing her over my lap with her skirt up to reveal panties, garter belt and long legs in stockings was thrilling enough.
We had been dating about a year when the next development occurred. One afternoon June playfully told me that sometimes she out to give me a taste of my own medicine. Ever since I had seen the hazing sessions in our basement at home, I had often wondered what it would be like to be paddled by a pretty girl. However, I hadn’t dared bring the subject up with June, as we had always more or less pretended that I was the boss and I didn’t want her to lose respect for me. When she suggested it, I didn’t refuse but sort of dared her to try. She brought out her subdeb paddle, remarking that it would be pointless to try to spank a boy with her hand.
With her paddle wrapped in some papers, we drove out to a secluded area where we often parked. Since there wasn’t enough room in the car, we got out and June told me to bend over and grasp the front bumper. She deliberately acted very bossy as she put the paddle to me. Even through my clothes it stung smartly but in a very stimulating way. I was surprised and quite a bit embarrassed by the reaction which I couldn’t conceal when I straightened up afterward.”
June continued with explanation. “I pretended not to notice the big lump in Ed’s pants afterward, but I was delighted. In the car afterward, I told him that from then on he was going to have to take his share of the spankings. He didn’t argue as it was obvious that this is what both of us wanted. Through the remained of our courtship, we took turns warming each other up. We rarely had a date when Ed didn’t get the paddle and I didn’t get the hand on my panties.
With this spanking background, we could hardly wait to give each other a bare bottom initiation on our honeymoon. On the first night at the motel, I promptly went over Ed’s knees and blushed hotly as my skirts were lifted and panties lowered to the knees. I nearly melted as he gave me my first hand spanking on the completely bare bottom. Afterwards, when I was down to my garter belt and hose, I initiated Ed. The sight he presented as I lowered his shorts for him indicated that things would be very interesting later one. He bent over the side of the bed and I showed him what the paddle felt like on the bare bottom.
With this beginning, spanking has been a regular part of our life. We use it both for erotic foreplay and settle quarrels. Normally, both of us get a good dose of our sessions. Unless we are in a hurry, we go through the routine of preparing each other for the spanking. I usually strip him completely and he peels me down to garter belt and stockings. These days I get the paddle in addition to his hand, and neither of us stops until our bottoms are afire.”
Our Bottoms Burn 