Tim was in his bedroom, recovering after yet another great post-spanking orgasm. They were the best and most intense orgasms. Just thirty minutes ago, Tim was over his stepmother’s knee, having his bare bottom soundly spanked with a heavy wooden hairbrush. He didn’t do anything wrong and actually asked for the spanking exactly as he has done almost weekly for the last few months.
His life was not always happy, and his childhood was overshadowed by his mother’s drug problems, then she left him and his father. When things seemed to have returned to normal and his father remarried Diane, his stepmother, a new tragedy fell upon them, and his father died in an accident. After his father’s death, Tim was adopted by Diane and grew up with her and her daughter from another marriage, Emma.
They always gave him the love he needed and were always there for him. Perhaps because he was so close to his stepmother and because he always considered her more like a very good friend, a few months ago he got up the courage to share with her his most intimate and burning desire, that of being spanked. After many years of resorting to self-spanking to satisfy his needs, he finally found himself over Diane’s lap, getting the spanking he always dreamed of. After that, spanking became an important part of their lives.
Diane discovered that she really loved being in control and having that kind of power over someone, and for Tim, it was a dream come true. Spanking also helped them get closer to each other; they felt they had a much stronger connection, and it was also really fun and exciting. They loved to tease each other and make jokes about spanking almost every day.
The spanking itself wasn’t a joke. It was a really hard one with the hand and hairbrush, and Tim was always sobbing and crying by the end, and afterward, he was sore and bruised for days. But he was happy with it; he wanted the spanking to be authentic, and receiving such a hard spanking felt right and helped him enjoy the experience more.
His stepmother also had the authority to punish him when she saw fit, but he was usually well-behaved and was only once spanked as a form of punishment, an experience they both hated. He was having the time of his life, and he wouldn’t have changed a thing. If he had one regret, it was that he waited so long before asking his stepmother to start spanking him.
After his wonderful orgasm, Tim spent some more time in his room, inspecting his crimson bottom and taking a picture for his collection. He had a folder on his computer full of pictures of his red bottom taken after every spanking. Tim loved having a sore bottom and found it so arousing. He eventually got dressed and went downstairs to see his stepmother.
She smiled when she saw him and said, “How are you, honey?”
“Sore, of course, but I feel great. You were amazing, as always. Thank you so much!”
“Practice makes it perfect, I guess,” Diane replied, flattered by Tim’s compliments.
“Then I promise I’ll give you plenty of opportunities to practice,” Tim said, smiling.
“Speaking of opportunities, in just a week, your sister will be back home for summer vacation. Realistically, I don’t see how we can continue the spanking part without her knowing. After all, she’ll be home for three months. And I really like what we have now. I want to keep teasing each other about it. I want to be able to talk openly about spanking without always having to make sure she’s not around. So if any spanking is going to take place in this house while your sister is here, she needs to know about it. It wouldn’t even be fair to her to sneak around like teenagers. We’ve always been honest with each other, and we’ve never had secrets in our family. What do you think?”
“I totally agree, and I don’t want to change anything either, but I can’t find a way to tell Emma. It’s simply too embarrassing,” Tim said regretfully.
“Do you want me to tell her?”
“No, no, absolutely not. I don’t know how I could face her afterward.”
“I really think she’ll understand, and she’ll be as supportive as always, but it’s your decision. Anyway, if you change your mind, I’ll be there for you to give you the spanking you need and help you tell your sister about our little secret. Honestly, I don’t know how you’ll survive three months without a spanking,” Diane said, smiling.
“I don’t know either, but I can’t tell Emma about it.”
“I just need to clarify one more thing: Since our agreement remains valid, I want to remind you that I still have the right to spank you when I think you deserve it, and I intend to use this right if your behavior forces me to do so. I hope you’ll agree that it’s only fair,” Diane said in a more serious tone.
“Yes, you are right. I’ll have to take that risk and try not to give you any reason to use that right.”
“I’m sure you’ll be a good boy.”
“I’m going to miss our spanking routine,” Tim said in a sad tone.
“We still have one week, you know, and it seems to me there might be time for you to take one more trip over my knee,” Diane said, laughing.
“We’ll see,” Tim answered while leaving the room.
“And you can always change your mind about telling Emma,” Diane shouted, watching Tim walk up the stairs to his room.
The next few days were a bit odd for Tim and Diane. They both felt that something was about to change in their lives after Emma would be back home for the next three months. They enjoyed letting spanking be part of their daily routine, and they used to have so much fun talking about it, making jokes about it, and teasing each other almost every day, thus gradually increasing the thrill and anticipation for the actual spanking that was going to take place no later than in a few days.
But things suddenly changed, and they didn’t seem to have the same enthusiasm to bring spanking into the discussion, and they had lost some of the connection they felt towards each other. And Tim felt guilty about that because he was the one refusing to tell his stepsister about spanking. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get used to the idea of sharing such a secret with Emma. She was to arrive home Saturday evening, and Tim had already decided that Saturday he would ask for another spanking, probably the last in the next three months.
Finally, Saturday came, and Tim woke up quite early and went to check if his mother was around. He found that she was out, probably shopping, so without wasting any more time, he set the chair in the middle of the room and put the hairbrush on the seat, just as he had done so many times over the past few months. He was nervous and very turned on by the prospect of getting a spanking later that day, but at the same time, he also felt a little sad. He then went for a walk to clear his head before becoming too emotional. When he returned, he found his stepmother already home and greeted him with a smile, saying, “I like to see that chair in the middle of the room. I was really hoping you’d get it ready today.”
“I thought we’d have time for one more special appointment before Emma gets here,” Tim replied, unable to suppress a slight sadness in his voice.
“We have plenty of time before Emma arrives, and I want to make the most of this session, so save the sadness for later. Now let’s just enjoy. If you have no objection, I suggest we do it right after lunch. I’ll cook a nice steak, we’ll have a glass of wine and a good talk, then we’ll get down to business.”
“Sounds great to me,” Tim replied more enthusiastically.
They spent most of the morning together, chatting and laughing. From time to time, passing through the living room, Tim glanced at the spanking chair, feeling a shiver down his spine. Diane did the cooking, and Tim set the table. The steak was excellent, and they had a great time drinking wine and talking. At some point, Diane decided it was time for the dessert, so she said, “Let’s get these plates into the kitchen. I’ll do the dishes later, while you’re upstairs nursing your sore bottom.”
Tim blushed and realized his spanking was just about to start. He was nervous but felt so alive and excited at the same time. After leaving the plates in the sink, Diane took his hand and said, while leading him to the chair, “Now let’s take care of that bottom of yours.”
She sat on the chair, leaving him standing by her side, then, without wasting any more time, she started to undo the buttons of his trousers and took them down, then she put her fingers inside the elastic of his underpants and pulled them down to his ankles.
Tim stood again in front of his stepmother, naked below the waist, looking anxiously at her lap, waiting to be invited over her knee, where he knew he belonged. There he felt safe and loved, and, in the last few months, he had experienced the most intense and mixed feelings and sensations. Over her knee, he was the most vulnerable, completely surrendering to her. He also felt joy, fear, and more intense pain than ever before, but it was all very authentic, and he felt so alive. Being across her lap was heaven and hell at the same time, in a mix so intense it became addictive. It was like a drug he kept coming back to, drawn to it like a magnet.
She carefully guided him across her lap, adjusting his position to be comfortable and to have his bare, unprotected bottom in an optimal position. “Since it might be the last spanking for the next three months, don’t you think it should be a memorable one?” Diana asked in a soft voice.
“I guess so,” Tim replied.
“Then make yourself comfortable, as you will spend more time than usual in this position.”
The spanking began, and the strokes fell rhythmically, evenly coloring the bottom cheeks and making them hotter and hotter. The pain was bearable, but it was constantly intensifying, making Tim feel more and more submissive. There was a pause, and Diane picked up the hairbrush and began to use it methodically, taking the pain to a whole new level. Tim soon realized that his eyesight was becoming blurred and felt the tears starting to form in the corners of his eyes. It was the hardest part, but perhaps the most important, and the one that gave the most meaning to the whole experience.
Suddenly, time seemed to stand still, and they froze. All they could hear was, “Mom? Tim? Oh my God!” Then two bags fell noisily to the floor. They were frozen like that for a few seconds, but to Tim, it seemed like years. His face was hotter and probably redder than his bottom, and he had never felt more humiliated. His stepsister stood in the doorway and watched the exact scene he was so afraid to tell her about.
Finally, Diane managed to break the dead silence and said, trying to sound as if nothing unusual had happened, “Hey, honey! Please take a seat if you want and let me just get this over with, then we’ll talk. I think we have some explanations to give you.”
The spanking was resumed. Soon, the pain became so strong that Tim couldn’t concentrate on anything else and completely forgot about his stepsister’s presence in the room. He began to struggle more and more and again, shed a fair amount of tears and sobs.
Emma sat down on the couch and stared in shock at the scene happening in front of her. She couldn’t believe her eyes, and she never thought she’d witness something like that. But at the same time, she felt more and more aroused. The way her mother was controlling her stepbrother and the confidence and firmness she saw in her gestures made her appreciate her so much, and she hoped that one day she would be able to be in her place.
Since childhood, she tended to be more authoritative and dominant, and later, even in relationships, she was definitely the one wearing the pants. And now, seeing another woman exert so much power over a man, turned her on. She couldn’t believe how red Tim’s bottom could be and was impressed that despite the pain he seemed to be in, he never once tried to get up, cover his bottom with his hand, or even beg for the spanking to stop. He accepted his ordeal, trying to cope as best he could, sobbing and crying quietly. Under the given circumstances, Emma thought that Tim was showing a lot of dignity, and she was so proud of him.
Eventually, the spanking stopped, and Tim remained over Diane’s lap for a while. Then she told him to get up and go to his room until he calmed down a little.
When they were alone, Diane went to hug her daughter and said in a warm tone, “My dear, you’re home sooner than we expected.”
“Yes, I said I’d come with the train, but I found a colleague who was driving through town on the way home, and he picked me up.”
“I’m glad you’re here, and sorry for the unusual welcome,” Diane said with a faint smile.
“What’s going on here? What did Tim do wrong? And how could you punish him like that at his age?”
“He didn’t do anything wrong,” Diane said calmly, then continued, “In fact, he even asked me to give him that spanking.”
“He what?” Emma asked, almost shouting, unable to hide her shock.
Diane, in an equally calm tone, as if trying to reassure Emma, replied, “Yes, just as you heard. Tim has been fascinated with spanking for as long as he can remember, and several years ago he started spanking himself regularly. Apparently, he needs a spanking from time to time to be able to concentrate on everyday things and have a fulfilled life. A few months ago, he got up the courage to reveal his secret to me and asked me to take over and spank him. So since then, almost weekly, he has asked me to give him a spanking. Spanking has brought us closer together, and we enjoy this part of our lives. I also have the right to use spanking as a punishment if Tim does something wrong, but I only punished him once, and we both hated that experience.”
“Wait a minute, are you saying he not only needs to be spanked, but he also enjoys it?” Emma asked, puzzled, then added, “I just saw him crying over your lap, so he doesn’t seem to like it at all.”
“He enjoys the experience itself. He is submissive by nature and likes to let himself be dominated, lose control, and accept someone’s authority. And when he is spanked, he experiences exactly these things. And when the spanking becomes more severe for him, it gets harder and harder to remain submissive. I don’t know if you noticed, but he didn’t try to get up or avoid the spanking at all. He just sat there quietly and bravely accepted everything I had prepared for him. He doesn’t enjoy the pain itself, but he needs that amount of pain in order to enjoy the experience more. True submission only begins when it becomes very uncomfortable and painful to be submissive, yet you choose to do it.”
“Yes, I noticed that he stayed still over your lap and wondered how he managed to do it. Things are already starting to make more sense,” Emma said, still thinking about it.
Diane added, “Also, besides courage, it takes a lot of trust to accept someone’s authority in this way, and Tim gives me that trust every time he asks me to punish him. In the meantime, I’ve discovered that I also enjoy having such control over someone, so it’s a win-win situation. By having these moments together, we’ve become much closer and more comfortable around each other. We’re more relaxed, we tease each other almost daily and talk about spanking often.”
“It sounds very interesting what you are telling me. I think I’m starting to get a little jealous of you,” Emma laughed, then continued, “I actually understand very well what you’re feeling, because I’m a dominant person myself and I like to have a certain power over others. I understand Tim too, although I can’t relate exactly to his feelings. I think you have to be on the other side of the fence to really understand.”
“I’m glad you’re so mature and understanding. I was talking to Tim the other day and suggested we should tell you about our little secret, but he didn’t feel ready yet. Today was not an easy time for him, so please don’t laugh at him and be supportive. He loves you very much and would feel very disappointed if you weren’t there for him,” Diane said.
“Don’t worry, Mom, I’ll be gentle. In fact, I’m going to see him right now,” Emma said, going upstairs.
Tim went upstairs and lay down on the bed. He was still in shock. In his mind, his thoughts had gone crazy. He was very ashamed to face Emma, but he also felt somewhat relieved that she had found out his secret. He had lived the most humiliating experience of his life and felt very overwhelmed, but at the same time, he was extremely aroused. Somehow, being humiliated in that way and having someone witness his spanking made him more turned on than usual. He decided to take care of that erection, and maybe afterward he would feel…
