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Maggie exclaimed, "Wow!" and we were all silent for a minute till they turned to me and asked if I had any post childhood spanking experience. I told them I had but it was not as the recipient. Jean asked if there was any sex involved and I said there was but I would try to gloss over it and stick to the spanking aspects since that was what seemed to interest them the most. They immediately objected and said they wanted all the juicy details. With those instructions I told them my story.
I was a graduate student and supplemented my income by tutoring. One young lady was a particular problem. No matter what I tried she didn't grasp even the basic concepts of the subject. It wasn't that it was over her head, she just wouldn't take time out her busy social schedule to do either the homework for the class or the exercises I gave her. I finally gave up and told her it was no use and she was wasting her money and my time. She wasn't concerned about the money since her folks were the ones paying for it but worried how they would react if she failed the course and pleaded with me to keep working with her. I told her it was a lost cause unless she showed a little self-discipline and did the assignments. She confessed that she was well aware of her faults in that department but college life was proving to be too much of a distraction. She knew she should study more but somehow other things always seemed more important.
I asked how she got into college with such poor study habits. She said she was an 'A' student in high school since her parents made sure she did all her work first before going out with friends and she knew better than to try to pull the wool over their eyes since she would pay the penalty eventually. With a little more prodding she blushed and said they were firm believers in corporal punishment and her rear end would suffer for her infractions. After a moment's silence I asked if it would help if I took over the role her parents played in her education and spanked her when she needed it. The question wasn't meant to be taken seriously but I guess she thought it was. She looked down at her feet and said she felt it was an excellent suggestion and maybe that was what she really needed. Then she looked up at me and accepted my offer.
With my newly found authority I told her I expected her to complete the exercises I had just given her and bring them to me the next day. I pompously added that if they weren't handed in to me on time she would be punished. She argued that it would be impossible to do them all since there was a movie that night that she just had to go to and there wouldn't be time to do all those problems. I ended the discussion by telling her she just earned her first spanking from me and we would see to it right then. Afterwards she was going to spend one hour at my house getting started and then she could decide if she really wanted to go to the movie and sit through it with a sore backside. I added that it was my hope that she would develop a better understanding of what waited for her when she failed to follow my instructions and decide to stay home and do her work. It was time for a demonstration so I sat down and called her to me. I must admit I was a little surprised that she obeyed since she knew what was in store but I guess she meant what she said about putting herself into my hands for discipline.
I asked how her parents punished her. She seemed embarrassed to talk about it but I finally got the whole story. In summary, they used an old ping-pong paddle and she had to take her pants down or lift her dress while she waited for them to get settled and unless she was having her period, she would pull her panties down just before she lay across their laps. She told me she tried lying about that once so she could avoid a bare bottom spanking but her mother knew better and doubled the punishment. The length of the discipline session was defined by time rather than the number of swats and a five minute spanking was the absolute minimum but she was often sentenced to much more and occasionally her Mom and Dad would split the time so neither one got too tired to see the job completed properly. They would set a kitchen timer to the prescribed duration and although they kept the pace of the swats fairly slow so she could have a few seconds to reflect on the merits of each one they got a lot of individual contacts before the timer rang and the recipient assured me her rear end felt like it was on fire and it seemed like forever until it was over.
I assured her she could expect no less from me and she was to prepare herself while I went to get my timer. When I returned she was standing in her underpants with her jeans around her ankles. She had a very red face as she closed her eyes and pulled down her panties. You have to remember that I was not much older than she was and she was a very pretty girl so you can imagine how seeing her half naked caused a physical reaction on my part. With her eyes still closed she felt her way across my lap and although I know she felt my erection she didn't say anything about it. I was really tempted to run my hand over her gorgeous ass but my role in this event was to be the stern disciplinarian and not the horny grad student.
I apologized for not having a proper paddle but hoped my hand would be a suitable substitute for today as I set the timer and began. Five minutes may not sound like a long time normally but I have to admit it seemed like it to me. My arm was a little tired and my hand was starting to hurt when the bell rang and I can only imagine how long it seemed to her. She was crying steadily for the last minute or so but never asked me to stop or struggled to avoid the blows. She told me later her vast experience over her parent's knees taught her to accept what she had coming to her and trying to avoid any part of it always got her even more so it never entered her mind to plead for mercy from me but back to where she was over my lap and recovering from our first spanking.
I gave her a few moments to cry and wallow in self-pity before I helped her to her feet. As soon as I stood up she wrapped her arms around me and hugged as tight as she could. I returned the embrace and between tears she actually thanked me for spanking her. With a small smile she confessed that my hand was a poor substitute for the paddle and although it was fairly effective it was nothing like she was used to. She quickly added that she wasn't complaining but thought I would like to know and asked if my hand hurt. I admitted it stung a little but I was sure it wasnot as bad as it's target felt. She smiled a little broader and said she felt it was her responsibility to bring a proper paddle next time she came since she was the one who was supposed to feel the punishment and not me.
I accepted the offer and said it was time for her to get going on her homework. Her sweet little smile grew larger as she thanked me again for punishing her and without another word, pulled her pants back up, sat at the table, winced as her rear made contact with the seat and opened her books.
She squirmed in her chair for the next hour but otherwise worked diligently and when I told her it was time to leave she said the homework was almost done. She added that it wasn't hard at all and she realized all she really needed something to get her attention and make her focus on it. That led to a third thank you for my efforts earlier. A quick kiss on the cheek and she left.
The next day she showed me the completed assignments and was full of questions. We spent the afternoon together and made more progress then all our previous sessions put together. She was a very bright girl once she set mind to learn something but her answer to that was her mind wasn't the part of her that needed motivation and for the fourth time expressed her thanks for my attentions the day before. And that reminded her to give me the paddle she bought. With a bit more ceremony than I thought necessary she brought it out and re-emphasized her wish for me to be her parents in absentia and use it as often as I felt was required. I reached out to take it but she pulled it back saying she wasn't ready to give it to me yet as she ran to the kitchen and returned with the timer. She explained that the yesterday's spanking was because she was trying to get out of doing her homework but fell short of what she really deserved for wasting weeks of valuable study time. Therefore she wanted me to accept the paddle and christen it properly.
I sat in the chair as she prepared herself by pulling her pants down and unlike the last time when they remained crumpled around her ankles, she took them off completely. Her panties followed the same path before she picked the paddle up from the table and walked over to me. It was strategically placed to hide her secret charms but they were revealed as she turned the handle towards me and let me take it. The red face was back but she kept her eyes wide open as I thanked her the gift and invited her to the proper position. This time I'm sure it was no accident that she put her hand where the horny grad student was showing definite signs of appreciation of the half naked girl in his presence however, like last time she said nothing about it and the stern disciplinarian took over.
I set the timer and went to work. It was much easier on my hand to use the paddle and my arm didn't get near as tired as it did the day before. As for the one under the paddle, she let me know she felt the difference. Not in so many words but I got the message anyway. It also took her a lot longer to compose herself but I didn't mind the wait. Her bottom was a fairly even shade of red and I rather enjoyed the view. The hard part was keeping my hand off it especially since she seemed to be doing everything possible to entice me and then I realized that was exactly what she meant to do. Her legs were open as far as she could get them and still stay on my lap and what I had originally assumed was squirming to ease the pain was her trying to rub herself on my knee. At last I gave in to the inevitable and felt how warm the paddle had made the surface. She stiffened at my touch but quickly relaxed before I had the chance to regret my decision.
I started a gentle rubbing motion and she seemed to appreciate it but after a minute or two she raised her bottom and managed to maneuver it so my hand slid down between her legs. I may not be a rocket scientist but I figured out where she wanted my fingers and it wasn't where the paddle landed. They slid into her quite easily and there was no doubt she liked it but she wanted more and was not too shy to let me know. She rolled off my lap, unzipped my fly to release me and then turned away from me with her head on the floor and her ass raised high. I didn't need further instructions but she very explicitly told me what she wanted and where she wanted me to put it anyway. I quickly knelt behind her and followed her directive much to the eventual satisfaction of us both. It had to have hurt her each time I slammed against the skin the paddle had spent such a long time visiting but she voiced no objection whatsoever.
When we were done she slid forward and lay flat while I lay next to her. This resting period only lasted a short time before, by mutual agreement, all clothes on both parties were discarded and we moved our activities to my bed. I'll spare you from hearing a complete list of how we spent out time there.
The three ladies listening to my story pressed me for more details but I refused to tell them any more except that my relationship with the girl lasted for about another month and although she never needed me to punish her for failure to do her work, the paddle and timer were used quite often for what she called her favorite five minutes of foreplay. She explained that she never thought of spankings as anything sexual until the first one I gave her. Even then the idea didn't come to her right away. She said she was terribly embarrassed to have someone other than her parents know she was treated like a child and even more so when she pulled her panties down in front of me but finding how much I was aroused was a shock and although the spanking still hurt she found herself getting turned on also. The second spanking was the real test to see if she still felt that way after the paddle.
As you already know, it did. I offered to reduce the duration when I spanked her as a prelude to sex but she was adamant about having the full dose each time and would strip entirely before she went over my lap to save time for the after spanking activities. Oddly enough she insisted I remain clothed until after the first joining but it was O.K. for me to be somewhat indecently exposed while wielding the paddle so we wouldn't have to struggle getting the part of me she was most interested in out of my pants and put to use while her rear end was still fresh from the paddle.
Alas, besides our sex life we had very little in common and we drifted apart. Oh, and by the way, she got an 'A' in the course I was tutoring her for.
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