Real Life Discipline, Erotic Humiliation and Spanking Therapy

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  I could see the anticipation on her face as she began to wonder where this was heading and if I was serious about telling her to strip immediately after she walked in. Her private area was already damp at the thought of being naked in front of a guy she'd been working closely with, who obviously thought of her as a quiet professional, serious type of lady. The sight of me staring at her caused her nipples to stiffen, and from the look on her face I was sure I noticed her excitement, at a wrong time and a wrong place! Wetness seeped from between the lips of her pussy, dampening her panties and making the thin material transparent. Turning, legs together, she bent over a nearby chair giving me a view of her ass, the silky material of her panties stretched tight over her cheeks. She slid her panties to one side, revealing myself her pussy and the nervous twitching of her little anus! The room deathly silent as she slowly rubbed herself. Her orgasm came quickly, and I could hear her ...

  At first, she thought it was demeaning and made her feel so incredibly vulnerable whenever he told her to bend over, pull her panties down around knees, and expose her post private areas in front of him for a random inspection. She found it difficult to stand still and balance properly, or even to think straight and stay focused. Her heart rate instantly increased, and she felt exceedingly anxious, nervous, and embarrassed at having someone’s face inching closer to her. It's so private, so taboo, normally not even shared with a sexual partner, let alone anyone else.  What must he think about her when he inspected every detail of her naked body? She was confident he would scold her for not being properly clean or showered, especially when inspecting her little asshole. She fretted that he might be upset if during the inspection her little pussy had some sparse hairs growing back between regular shavings. A myriad of reasons would sweep through her mind during the inspections ...

She felt beyond shame and humiliation, in a world of absolute desperation and no control over her most "private" acts. Here she was, an ordinarily well-groomed, rather demure, unusually beautiful professional, writhing naked begging and pleading for relief, showing desperation the way a child does. Her face contorted in desperate helplessness, turning an even deeper red from the endless embarrassment of her ordeal, yet she was so soaked between her legs, you could smell her from a mile away. While she was begging, I was calmly thinking if her arousal was because of an enema which had been injected with her ass up in the air, or maybe being prevented from being expelled or the desperation and control...!

  "You know, I had such great plans for this weekend." you say as you slowly pull my pale bottom cheeks apart. I’d kneel at the bottom edge of the bed, face down in a pillow, ass up in the air, legs spread wide. My face burns hot with the embarrassment that I still can't shake when I'm on display in front of you. I can feel your eyes sweeping across my private areas, taking in every exposed inch of flushed skin. You don't mind tears, or crying, or begging as long as I understand that they have no effect on the severity or duration of my ordeal. "I was so looking forward to start training your ass. Was going to give you a nice warm enema to clean you out, that way I could start off with my finger. Take it nice and slowly, stretch you out, getting you ready for your first plug as you requested." My knees start to shake as I listen to your description. I had never allowed any of my boyfriends to get close to my asshole. The idea seems unnatural and unplea...

Have you ever experienced a real spanking by a man who has set specific expectations for your behavior?  His rules are clear.  His rules are simple and easy to follow.  There is no reason why you didn't follow them. Maybe you thought he was joking when he told you what would happen should you disobey.  Maybe you had a momentary lapse of judgement.  It doesn't matter.  You are instructed to strip fully naked while he watches and waits. He instructs you to neatly fold and stack your clothes as you undress just like he always expects of you. You feel naked and vulnerable as you wait for his instructions.  You feel little butterflies of anticipation in your stomach not knowing what to expect, how exposed your privates will be or how hard he will spank. You have a momentary feeling of regret and disappointment in yourself for not following his rules.   He motions you over his knee.  You feel the fabric of his clothes against your bare skin remindi...