The time to put up or shut up; the time when the rubber meets the road........and the hairbrush blisters my ass!!! The woman that my wife and I met this summer is coming into town on business, and to spank me to tears. Am I scared? Hell yes!!! Even though this is what I have been craving, fantasizing, and wishing for my whole life, I am still scared to death.I want to get out of it in the worst way. But, if I get out of it I will always wish for it and never know. As we all know: fantasies are sometimes only that.......and they hardly ever turn out like we dreamed. On the other hand, fantasies sometimes turn out better than we possibly could have hoped for........leaving us craving, as Billy Idol says, more, more, more.
I told this woman, who is now a friend, that I want her to be my very strict step Mommy. I want her to make me feel like a bad little boy, be very verbal while she mercilessly beats my ass. I have told her that I want to be reduced to a sobbing, snot slinging little boy. Realistically I know that my mind will change on the first contact of the hairbrush to my unprotected, bare, bottom! I am going to be restrained in such a way that I will have no choice but to take it...........much like a young boy over his Mommies knee, which is how I want to feel. My wife will be in the room as I receive my blistering, which is excellent because I have always had the fantasy of getting my ass beat in front of witnesses. Am I unlucky or blessed? Only time will tell. Well, to be honest....I am blessed, although my bare bottom is not..........lol.
The spanking is to occur on Sunday 11/25/2012...............I am scared to death!!!