Although I only had around 4 hours of sleep, I am still pretty awake. I've been talking to you online for about a month. You seem nice, safe, and very, very strict. That last word seems to have a funny effect on me. One minutes I am anxious and the next I am excited. Very, very confusing. Which is probably part of attraction. It is going to be great to give up control.
The main planning that had gone into the meeting was where to meet. After that was solved, it wasn't too hard. The mall, Fanar. It is close to the apartment and not hard to get to. And, if we do come back to my apartment, which is the most likely since I have a good feeling about this, then it is really easy to give directions from there.
I already took a shower. Now to make sure that the apartment is clean and tidy. Then dress, and leave. Kitchen, check. Living room, check. Bedroom, check. Spanking drawer, check. It has the hairbrushes, wooden spoon, and the rulers (which aren't that good actually). Thank God, I'm alone now. This is pretty embarrassing. I seriously hope that Mira never looks into this drawer.
It is 10 am. We are supposed to meet at 11:00. This is going to be close. Really shouldn't be late for this. Definitely not a good idea and could make my first spanking a bit harsher than expected. It only takes around 20 minutes to get there by bus and around 20 minutes to walk to the bus stop. I should be able to get there in time. Think positive.
I just have to get dressed now. I'm still not sure about this. I never wear skirts in public. I prefer wearing pants. I'm more used to them. Oh well, I'll put it on and see how it feels and looks. I do like the black and white skirt, although I don't wear it. The white shirt. Bra and thong. Socks and shoes. Doesn't look bad. Mira said that it was good. I'm going to let my hair down. I just have to check my purse and I am ready.
Thank God that weather is good. We are supposed to meet at the food court, since that is the easiest to find. He knows what I am wearing and I know what he is wearing. Deep breath. This bus is pretty slow. Deep breath. Deep breath. Remember the phone calls and messages. I remember how strict you sounded. Maybe not such a good idea. Now my stomach is not feeling too good. I feel like I do when I am going to the first day of classes. Nervous, but at the same time excited.
I am not sure how hard I want it to be. Of course I don't want it to be too painful. At the same time, I will be very disappointed if it doesn't get a reaction out of me. I feel that I have built it up to such a high status and I don't want it to be a let down. But I don't want it to start too hard. I want it to build up. Good thing that the actual details aren't up to me.
Oh, here is the mall. Damn! Deep breath. Deep breath. Deep breath. I really have to calm down before I go into the food court. I have to keep how you look in my head. I think we said we would meet near Tim Hortons. Pretty dumb if I forget the details. Not the best time. Its not like I can go back to check. Okay, there is the food court. And there is Tim Hortons. It is around 5 to 11. I'm just going to sit down and wait. Hopefully, I don't fidget too much. Maybe plot an escape route. I can go up those stairs, cross the parking, and go to that bus stop and leave. I guess I should call Mira. Dialing. "Hey Mira, I'm in the food court…. No still waiting. He should be here soon. I'll call you when he gets here... Remember to call police if I don't call you or don't answer when you call. You have his name, address, phone number, and license plate. I'll confirm then when I see him.... Thanks. Talk to you later."
I still don't see anyone who matches your description. Oh wait, someone is coming. Seems to match. He is looking around. If he goes toward Tim Horton's then I'll go ask. Yup, it seems as if it is you. I should get up. I should get my courage up first. And stop looking around for an escape route. Anyway, it is 11, and I don't want you to think that I am late, which you probably will, if I am any later. I'm just going to drink some water first. Deep breath. Okay, I'm going.
I move up to you and tap your arm. "Hi. Steve?" I think you know that it is me. You are smiling a knowing smile. "I might be. Raneen?" "Yes." "Let's sit down at a table and talk." "Okay."
"How are you feeling?" Thank god you still seems kind and nice. "Nervous." Small smile. "You still want to go through with it though, right?" "Yes." "Do you want to go now, or wait?" "I just need to call Mira and then we can go." "Oh yes. Here are my cards so that you can confirm the information I gave you." "Thanks. I'll call her now."
"Hey Mira…. Yes, he is here… The information is right…. Yes, I'm feeling better… We are going to the apartment now. Can you call every 20 minutes? … Thank you… Talk to you soon."
"Ready?" "Yes." Oh my God. I can bet that I am blushing. And I can't believe that I am still going through with this. "Where did you park?" Wow, my heart is beating very fast. "At the Sears parking lot." "Great, so it's going to be easy to get back to the apartment." "I hope so. I don't want to get lost." "No problem. I am pretty sure that I can find the way back." "You are going to be in trouble if we do get lost. Understood, young lady?" Meekly, "Yes, Sir."
It is good that we can't talk much while I am giving directions. I need to pull myself together. I am so glad that I didn't run into anyone I know. I have no idea what I would have said. I prefer to leave it so that the only person who knows is Mira.
"It is that building. Just turn left and park here." We are in the building. At the apartment. I hold the door open for you, but you tell me to go in first. I can't seem to speak now that it is time. I wait while you look around and form an opinion. "This is a cute place. Not big, but still not small." In a low voice, "Thank you." I smile.
You come to stand in front of me. "Now then Raneen. Let's refresh your memory on the rules and get that out of the way along with some questions. First, is your clothing to my specifications?" I nod. "I can't hear you!" "Yes Sir." My stomach is doing flips and twists and jumps. I don't want to fidget, though.
"Next, you will always address me as 'Sir'. Is that understood?" "Yes Sir." "Although the spanking is going to start easy, there are still some rules that you have to follow. Never put your hand back to stop a smack." "Yes Sir." "Don't try to get off my lap. You can wiggle, but not too much. You will do what I tell you without hesitation." "Yes Sir. I will try my best, Sir." "No, Raneen. You will do your best. Otherwise, you will be punished." "Yes, Sir." Oh my God. More tummy flips. I wonder if you know that using my name has a big effect on me and somehow makes it seem more and more real, if that makes any sense. "Now are there any questions?" "No Sir." "Remember, the safe word is rose." "Yes Sir."
"Call Mira now so that we don't get interrupted during the spanking. You are not going to answer any phone calls during our session." "Yes, Sir." I pick up the phone to call Mira. "Hey Mira… We are at the apartment… *blush* Yes, we are going to start now… There is a change of plans. I'll call you in around an hour… Thanks… Talk to you later."
"Ready?" "Yes Sir." "Let's go into your bedroom. I am going to sit on the bed and I want you to lay over my lap. We are going to also put pillows on my lap to raise your butt up. Understood?" "Yes Sir." "There will be corner time in between the sets of spankings." I am sure that I have a sad look on my face. I didn't like the last corner time I was assigned over the phone. 10 minutes is a long long time.
"Don't try to get out of anything. The first spanks will be over your skirt. Get into position!" I take off my shoes and move quickly. You put your hand on my behind and start rubbing. Your other hand goes around my waist to hold me still. My tummy flips and I flush. I know that we agreed that there would be nothing sexual in our relationship as disciplinarian and disciplinee, but I still feel myself getting a little excited. "What do you think of this position, Raneen?" I put my head in the mattress. "It feels very vulnerable and embarrassing, Sir." I feel a very sharp smack and jump up!! "I can't understand a word you said! Put your mouth away from the mattress and speak clearly!!!" It takes me a couple of seconds, but I move my head. "I said that it feels very embarrassing and vulnerable, Sir." You continue rubbing. "That is very good. That is what you should be feeling." I can hear the smile in your voice and my tummy does another few flips. I'm not sure as to exactly what you have planned, but I trust you and hope that I can take it.
"Here is how I am going to do it. The spanks will be in sets of 10. You have to count each smack. If you don't, that set gets repeated. Understood?" Your hand feels very solid against my bottom as you continue to rub and I don't want to do anything wrong. "Yes Sir." "The strength on the spanks will depend upon your reaction and how you take the spanking." I wonder if I can fake it? Nah, you know more about this than I do and will probably notice. Damn. "Yes Sir." As if you read my mind, you say with another hard smack, "And no faking. Believe me, I'll know." I can't believe I already want to reach back and rub. Damn. Your smacks sting. I try to wiggle instead. "No Sir, I won't." "Let's start. Don't forget to count." My mouth goes dry so I nod instead of speaking. I feel another sharp smack and hear "Be careful" spoken in a warning tone. "Sorry. Yes, Sir."
I feel 10 smacks land on my right cheek. They are not hard and so I don't say anything other than count. Without saying a word, you move to the left cheek with the same result. The third set goes all over but still with the same strength. I feel some warmth in my cheeks. I've been feeling warmth for a while, but it only just became pronounced. I haven’t been moving much since I am still trying to analyze how the spanking feels. It stings but doesn’t seem to be bad. "How are you feeling?" Of course I can't tell you that it is not bad. "I'm ok, Sir. Still embarrassed though." "Good. Very good. Maybe that will stop you from being naughty in the future." "Yes, Sir." "The next few sets will be harder." I grit my teeth, so that I don't complain. "Yes, Sir."
The next set falls on my right cheek again. I remember to count, but start saying "Oww." That was harder than I expected. "So you felt that? Good. The next few sets will be the same strength." Damn. Damn. Damn. Oh, well. I did want this. Let me see how much I can take. I wriggle around to get myself more comfortable. Sharp smack. Oops! "I told you not to move around." "Sorry, Sir." "Don't move so much." "Yes, Sir." "Good girl." I hide my face in the mattress as my body flushes, not all from embarrassment. I'm not sure, but I think that I heard a smile in your voice. But then, I'm not concentrating on that since the next set is falling on my left cheek.
Although I do count the spanks, I am now also saying 'ouch' and 'ow' with every smack or two depending on the speed. These smacks are really fast. And they sting! Thank god my skirt is down and is giving at least some protection. I also can't stay still. I am moving from side to side. The next four sets follow the same idea, with the same results. I do move around more, but am still trying to keep it to a minimum, since I don't want any extra punishment. My moving around is also causing my bottom to meet your hand partway on its way down. Which adds to the force of the smack. This is harder than I thought. And I get the feeling that there will be more. "Ow." Wait! It stopped! I turn around to look at you. You sit me up on the bed. "How was that?" "It stings, Sir." I see your smile and my tummy flips, since I know that there will be more. It shows in your face.
But why did you stop? Oh. No. I hate that. You know that I hate it. I told you that before. You know that I just realized what is about to happen. "I know you hate it, but you have to do it. Now stand up." Reluctantly, I do. You walk me to the corner of the room. The one behind the door, since it is relatively empty. "You don't know. You might even like corner time" I get the serious urge to stick out my tongue. But I doubt that I will like the reaction. "The first 5 minutes will be with your skirt down. The next 5 minutes will be with your skirt tucked up. Then we'll do to the second half of the spanking. Understood?" I mumble, "Yes, Sir." I receive a sharp smack for my sullenness. "Don't mumble!" "Yes, Sir!" "Now stand still. I am going to sit on the bed and finalize the planning the next half of you spanking. If you move, the spanking will be much harder than I am currently planning." My stomach drops. Gulp. I know that I can't stay still for long. "Yes Sir." "Don't forget to plan how to fix your study habits. Your grades have not been good and I am not pleased with that." I lower my head, embarassed. "Yes Sir."
I face the corner and hide my face in it, resting my forehead on the wall. The wall cools my forehead a bit. 5 minutes. At least I am still covered. Not for too long, though. My skirt will be tucked up soon. I'm supposed to be thinking about how to fix what I did wrong. How the heck do I fix procrastination? I guess I can do my homework the same night. But knowing me, that won't last long. The first week, maybe two. I can't stay still any longer. Something has to move, fidget. Seriously. Let me tap my hand on my thigh and see what happens. There. No smacks. I guess you aren't looking. At least it doesn't seem like it. I don't dare turn my head to check. Let me try the other hand. Still nothing. This is cool. In the back of my head is the thought that you could be saving them up, or just laughing at me and enjoying my antics. Either way, this is a fun game. It also distracts me from having to stand here. Shouldn’t move both hands at the same time, though. Then you might notice. How about the right leg. Just bend the knee a bit. Left leg. Right leg. Left leg. Right leg. Left leg. Right leg. Left leg. Right leg. Left leg. Right leg. Left leg. SMACK! SMACK! One on each cheek. I jump. Oops! I forgot about you for a minute there. At least I forgot to wait and check for your reaction. "What did I tell you, Raneen? Stay still!!!!" "Sorry, Sir." "You still have a minute left. Don't move." "Yes Sir." Damn, that smarts. One more minute. Now I don't want it to finish so soon since my skirt will be raised after that. Damn. Damn. Why exactly did I agree to that? I hope you don't ask me talk soon. I'm too embarrassed to say anything very rational. I might also start begging for my skirt to not be raised. That would not be a smart move and could end up with me getting more of a spanking.
"Five minutes are up. Turn around." I turn around and am sure that I am blushing from the thought of what is to come. I am not sure if you are smiling or stern since I haven't look at your face long enough to check. "Look up." I slowly raise my head and look at you. You have a stern look on your face. I turn my eyes to the side. "What did you think of the corner time, Raneen?" "It felt long, Sir." "Well, you have another 5 minutes. After that, we will discuss your plans during the second half of your spanking." I don't like the sound of that. Especially since I only thought of one thing to do to improve me grades. I feel panic rise. "Yes Sir." "Now, do you have any safety pins or clothespins?" I think I know what you want them for. "Yes Sir. I have safety pins." "Get three." "Yes Sir." "Turn around again." I turn. I feel your hands on the skirt lifting the back up. I flush and want to run, but I don't dare. "Relax." I take a deep breath. I feel you attach the pins to keep the skirt up on the sides and in the back. My bottom is now exposed. I am taking shallower breaths. And am sure that I am pretty red in the face, and my bottom. I can feel heat coming off both. "Do you want to see how you look?" I shake my head. "Come on. Where is your mirror?" I point to the small mirror on the bookshelf. You position it where you want and gesture for me to come. I move toward you and you turn me around so that my behind is facing the mirror. I look back. Wow it looks weird with the skirt up. My cheeks are bare because of the thong. They are also pretty pink, although the sting has gone down a bit. I tell you all that when you ask. You smile and move me back to the corner. "You can take another look after your second session. Same rules, Raneen. Five minutes." I'm not completely paying attention. I am partly in shock over how I look. I just reply "Yes Sir" automatically. I feel a sharp smack. Apparently you noticed. "Pay attention." I flush. "Yes Sir."
The five minutes begin. All I can think of is the view you are seeing and hoping that the five minutes will be up soon. I drum my hand against my thighs out of nervousness. I forget about your instructions for a minute and also rock back and forth. I am very anxious. "Stay still!!" I freeze for about 30 seconds and then start fidgeting again. "Raneen!!" You use a warning tone so I get the feeling that I won't get away with it if I move again. I try to distract myself by thinking about something else. But what? I examined the wall already. I plan what I am going to do later today. But there is usually not much change so that take about 15 seconds. Wait. I'm supposed to be thinking about my study habits. Definitely don't miss any classes. Do all my homework. Get help if I need it. What else is there? That is all I can think of. I want these five minutes to be over! Wait! No I don't. I'm not sure I want the next spanking either! This is getting incredibly confusing. Damn. I am not even sure which is the lesser of two evils. I am curious about how it is going to feel and how much I can take though. Are the five minutes up yet??? Count to 10. Another 10. I have to move! I twitch my legs and wiggle. "I warned you." SMACK. SMACK. One on each cheek. "Sorry Sir. I couldn't help it." "Yes you could help it. You only had 20 seconds left, you know." Damn. Damn. Damn. I can't believe that. Should have counted to ten twice more. Deep breath. Oh well.
You lead me from the corner and back to the bed. "Time for your next spanking session, Raneen. Are you ready?" Are you kidding me? How am I supposed to answer that one honestly without getting in trouble???? "Yes Sir." You sit down. "Get into position." I do and feel your hand on my bottom. The hand around my waist is holding me stronger than before which implies that you expect me to move around more this time. How hard are these spanks going to be??? I start moving around; partly to see your face and get your expression and partly in apprehension. You let me move around for a few seconds and then SMACK SMACK. "Hold still!! I mean it!!" I freeze. "Yes Sir." "This time the spanking will be given in sets of 20. They will start with the strength that we stopped with before and get harder. You will get around 4 sets." I put my face into the mattress. I keep hoping that my skirt will be pulled down since it is embarrassing for it to be held up like this. I feel your hand on my bottom and your next words shatter that illusion. "This spanking will be on your bare cheeks." I bury my face deeper into the mattress, but have to turn it to the side from lack of air. I definitely will think of my mattress differently in the future. I hear you laugh and consider kicking at you, but the angle is wrong. "Be a good girl and don't do anything foolish." I sulk and refuse to answer you. SMACK. "Understood?" "Yes, Sir."
"I'm going to start now." The first set starts. Around one every two seconds. I start wriggling and moving around after the fifth smack. Trying to evade the smacks and get the feeling away. Yeah, right. The next smack after I moved was harder and so I didn't really help myself. I knew that, but I still didn't stop moving. I couldn't. I was also saying 'ouch' and 'ow' louder than before. Thank God that set is over. That really stung.
You put your hand on my bottom and rub. "Do you remember what I told before I started the spanking?" This was said in a calm voice. What?! What are you referring to? "Which part, Sir?" You continue to rub. "The part about moving." Oh! "Yes Sir." This was said in a small voice. "What do you think I should do about it?" Why are you asking me? "I don't know, Sir." "Here is my plan." I feel a couple of smacks on my bottom. I don't get it. I don't feel anything different than the last set. Oh, wait. What the hell? The hand around my waist is moving to my lower back. What are you doing? Oh, no. I feel your fingers going under the top of my thong and feel you pull it up!!!!! My bottom rises along with it to alleviate any tightening. Doesn't work too well. I could still feel the pressure from the thong being pulled up. Any movement I do, puts some part under pressure. Considering what I have been feeling, that is not good. "Sir?" "Hopefully this will reduce your movement." It definitely will. Movement is not comfortable at the moment. The next 10 smacks fall and I try to not move. It works to an extent. But the thong was pressing into an area that was incredibly sensitized. The smacks were hard enough that I forgot about the consequences and reached my hand back to tug the thong down. Very, very unwise. The spanking stops for a minute while you grab my hand and hold it along with the thong. The next smacks are very hard. "I told you not to reach back!" Every one of two words there is another sharp, hard smack. "I'm sorry, Sir. I forgot." "Forgot? You shouldn't forget any of the rules that I give you!" "Yes Sir. I'm sorry." The rest of the smacks fall and are very hard.
I have to mentally prepare myself for the third set. "You took that really well. I am very proud of you. You have to learn to not move during a spanking, though. But now we have to deal with what you have already done and how you can improve." This was accompanied by 5 smacks. "Are you going to miss any more classes?" "Oww. No Sir." "Good answer." Another couple of smacks and rubbing. "What about your issue with procrastination?" "I am going to try to do all my homework day by day, Sir." Smack. "Try?" "I mean, I will, Sir." "You will what?" "I will do all my homework day by day, Sir." "Good girl." Of course I was being spanked during this too. "What about your exams?" "I am going to study for them longer." "No cramming the night before?" "No Sir." "Good. Very good. Is that a promise?" "Yes Sir." "Now we have to make sure that you keep your word." I yelp out in surprise. It is getting faster and harder. I am moving around more and yelping out more. I am close to tears, not because of pain but because I deserve this and because of the stress that I have been under. Okay. Okay. Who am I kidding? Mainly because of the pain. I am kicking my legs a bit and trying to get away. Your arm tightens and I get a couple of extra sharp smacks, which makes me stay still for the rest of the set. I have some tears on my face. But am not seriously crying. You check on me. "Are you ok?" "Yes Sir."
"You know that the last set has to be the hardest right." "Yes Sir, but I don't have to like it." Oh my God!! I turn to look at you when I realize what I had just said. You appear to be torn between smacking my bottom and laughing at my response. I wait to see which reaction wins out. You smile. I release the breath that I had been holding and relax. "I am sorry Sir." "That's okay, Raneen. Just be careful in the future." I can see that smile in your eyes. "Yes Sir." "Now for the last set. This will be hard and fast. Hold still and it will be over soon." I'll try. "Yes Sir." I turn back to the mattress and steel myself. True to your word, the last 20 smacks are hard and fast and are over pretty quickly. My bottom really stings. And your hand is rubbing my bottom to take some of the sting away.
You lift me up and put me on your lap and cuddle me. This is the part that I like. When I am told that everything is ok and that I have a clean slate from now. "It's okay. You took your first spanking very, very well and I am proud of you." I smile. "Thank you Sir." "Is it how you thought it would be?" "Way more than I expected. I don't think I'll do anything wrong for a long time." A voice in my mind says, "Yeah, right. I'll check back with you in a couple of weeks to see how close to the truth that statement was." This was followed by a snicker. "Keep in mind that if you do anything wrong, I will be back and this time I will not go so easy on you." I put my head down on your shoulder. "Yes Sir." You rub my back to soothe me. I am wriggling around since my behind is on the pillow on your lap and I want to rub it to make the sting go away. "If you repeat the same mistakes over and over, then I will come up with other ways to get through to you. And they will not be as simple as spanking. Understood?" That gets my attention. "Yes Sir." "Good girl." "Do you want to see how your behind looks?" "Yes." "Go and look." I get up and walk over to the mirror to look. Wow. "It's red. I didn't know that it could look like that." You laugh. "Just be sure that you are good from now on." "Yes Sir. Thank you for my spanking, Sir." "You are welcome, Raneen. Turn around so that I can let your skirt down." I obediently turn around and thank you after you take out the pins.
"Sadly I have to go now since I have a long drive back. I will talk to you online later today. Or tomorrow if I can't today." I smile. "Yes Sir." We walk to the door. "Don't forget that you are also going to have maintenance spankings every two weeks." Big smiles. "No Sir, I won't forget. Have a safe drive." "Thank you. Have I nice day. Be good." "Yes Sir. I will." "Bye." "Bye."
I close the door behind you and walk back to the bedroom to tidy up. I rearrange the thong to make it more comfortable. That was great! I loved it! I rub my bottom. It really hurts, but at the same time it is good since I know that someone will keep me from making serious mistakes and help me get over any mistakes that I do and am feeling guilty about. I wonder if I have the nerve to do something bad to get another spanking. It wouldn't be now though. I'd wait at least a few days. Maybe at the end of the week. I grin. I must be nuts.
I walk over to the phone with a smile on my face. "Hey Mira… Yes, he just left… It was great… What do you think? Yes, it did hurt! … I don't want to go into too much detail. * blush * … Don't laugh at me!! … I know I feel kinda crazy too. * smiles * … I will also be getting another one in two weeks." I know that there is a grin on my face, but it won't go off. "Thank you so much for helping me today… I'll talk to you later. Take care."
I hang up the phone and just think about this spanking and the next one I will be getting.