First Spanking · Part 1

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Monica, who is a pen pal of mine, had been practicing self bondage for a while, and then one day Karen happened to come across her when she was helpless. Both of them being new to bondage had shared a couple of mild experience but were still in the awkward stage. This is the next step in their saga.

Monica and Karen sipped on their wine as they discussed the new experience they had shared so far. Since Karen had found Monica tied in the garage (see Helping her into Bondage), they had experimented with some light bondage. Karen still felt awkward about it, but although she was hesitant to even admit it to herself, had been turned on by having

Monica under her control. Monica described how she felt when she was bound and how thankful she was to Karen for helping her live her fantasy. Karen confessed that she enjoyed it and wanted to try more.

There was a long awkward pause and then Monica quietly asked "Karen.

If it isn't too much for you right now, do you think you could bring yourself to spank me? I have read stories where spanking is involved and I think

I need to experience it."

Karen was a little taken aback and it took a few moments to answer.

Monica squirmed in her seat afraid she had offended her friend.

"I don't know." said a surprised Karen "I have never really thought about it, and it is a pretty big step. I suppose I could give it a try, but I don't know if. Oh what the heck. Sure I can. But are you sure?"

Monica sat thinking for a second and then said, "No, I'm not sure, but the uncertainty is part of the turn on. The only way I will be sure is if I try it, and once won't kill me. I really appreciate you doing this for me and I hate to ask more of you, but would you mind if I am naked.

I would really like to do this all the way, in case I never do it again.

I know it is a lot to ask."

Karen thought about it for a moment. That first time when she had found

Monica, she had almost been naked. Although it had made her feel a little self conscious, it was not at all displeasing. She was about to say that

Bra and panties was as far as she could comfortably go, but her hesitation was leaving her and she said, "OK. I'll do it, but with the understanding that if I don’t like it, you won’t expect this of me again. When will we do this?"

Monica was so excited she could hardly talk, or was she so scared she could hardly talk. It was decided that Monica would be in the garage ready and waiting like she was found the first time.

"I will be there at 2:00, and you had better be ready" said Karen sternly "If you're not prepared, your spanking will be worse or I may just leave.

I will decide then."

Monica was in the garage by 1:00. She would not be late. Carefully she set everything up. The ropes were tied to the ceiling so her arms would be above her head and spread slightly. She stripped out of her clothes, took her gag and tied it in place. She locked one wrist cuff to the ring on the one rope. She pulled the blindfold over her eyes and then slipped the lock for the other cuff through the ring. She must have stood there for 5 minutes before she took a deep breath and snapped the lock shut. This was it, now she could do nothing but wait.

Standing there she suddenly thought "What will she spank me with?"

She tried to remember what was in the garage that Karen might use on her poor bottom. She had a leather belt on her pants, there were old ping-pong paddles in a box in the corner, the bamboo plant stakes and of course, there would be Karen's hand. "God! Please let her use her hand!" she thought "Everything else will kill me!"

Monica stood there in her darkness. The suspense was terrible as the time dragged by. She only had about a half hour to wait till Karen arrived and she was sure that had passed long ago. Had something happened to her and she couldn't make it. Monica had not used a release so she was stuck there until someone found her. Her roommate was not due home until the next morning and fear filled her that it would be her that found her helpless.

The thought of having to stand there all night was not near as terrifying as the thought of being found by her.

"Please Karen!" she thought "Don't forget about me!"

Finally, after what seemed forever she heard the door open.

"Did you enjoy the extra time thinking about what is about to happen to you?" chuckle Karen. It was a little after 3 and Karen had purposely delayed her arrival to heighten the suspense. Karen stood back and admired

Monica's helplessness. It was a warm day and the heat was building in the garage. Monica was already shinny with perspiration. Karen ran her hand down Monica's back and over her ass causing her to jump.

"You are not tied to my liking!" complained Karen "That is going to cost you!"

The rope on Monica's right wrist was adjusted and then the left so that her arms were pulled higher forcing her onto her tiptoes.

"That's better." she said "and we’ll take off this nasty gag so that

I can hear your cries. Are you ready for me to begin?"

A feeble yes was all that came out of her lips. Monica was shaking.

Half with fear and half with anticipation.

"Smack"

The first blow fell across her back side. Then another and another until a total of 10 had landed. Karen had stopped at an adult store and had bought a soft leather strap. It made her ass sting but it was not unbearable.

Karen held her by the hair and pulled her head back and whispered in her ear. "I quite like this. You will receive your spanking in sets of

10. Shall I continue?"

"Yes please!" moaned Monica

10 more times the strap fell across her ass. With every lash, her ass burned hotter and hotter. She squirmed and twisted, but tied as she was she had very little movement. She hung there, knowing that Karen had stepped back and was enjoying her suffering.

She felt Karen's hand on her ass and again she was asked "Do you want more?"

And again she answered "Yes please!"

Karen stepped back and let a lash fall across her ass. A small shriek escaped her lips now every time the strap did its work, and her feet would come off the floor. Karen had not been sure what she would think of this, but now seeing Monica's body twisting in front of her was a real turn on.

The heat of the garage and the effort of the whipping caused streams of sweat to roll down her body. At the end of this set of ten, Monica was almost screaming and hung limply, waiting for Karen's next request. Her arms ached and her ass was on fire. That was it, she could take no more.

The pain in her ass was one thing, but the fire between her legs was another.

Karen moved up and brushed against her, and she felt a naked breast against her back. The feeling was like a charge of electricity shooting through her. The thought of a naked Karen swinging the strap was almost more than she could stand. That damn blindfold. She would love to see her naked antagonist.

Again the question came "Another ten sweetie?"

"NO! Please no more! Please stop, I can't take any more! Please stop!"

That is what she intended to say, but when she opened her mouth to speak, she heard herself say, "Yes please, may I have another ten."

Had she lost her mind. She screamed every time the strap landed and lights flashed through her head. Karen was getting more enthusiastic with the strap, the more she got turned on. It seemed like forever before the tenth lash landed.

"Please no more!" moaned Monica even before the question was asked of her. "Please Karen! Stop!"

Karen reached up and started to untie her wrists. "A deal is a deal sweetie, but I will admit, I am enjoying watching you squirm."

"More!"

"What was that?" asked Karen.

Monica summoned all her courage and said, "I am sorry Karen! I have no right to say no. Please use me as you wish. I am yours to use and you should decide when I have had enough. Please punish me for being weak!"

There was no hesitation and the strap fell across her ass again. Again and again it fell. Monica was shrieking steady now and the lashes kept coming. How many she did not know, but 10 had long since passed.

Finally, they stopped and all was quiet. A stool was slipped under her feet and she stepped on it, giving relief to her tortured arms. She stood their sobbing softly.

"I'm going to go use your shower, and then I will decide what to do with you." said Karen and she left.

Monica stood there in the silence. Was it over? Would there be more?

She stood there waiting. God, she wished Karen had released her arms so she could reach between her legs………

Part Two

Monica was in heaven as she stood quietly, her hands still tied over her head. She had been so scared when she had asked Karen to spank her. She thought back to when Karen had accidentally found her almost naked, in her garage, in her self imposed bondage.

She remembered being horrified at being discovered and how she babbled and tried to explain to Karen what she was doing. Thankfully Karen did not freak and even kept her tied and played the Mistress role a bit. They had talked about Monica's fantasies and had even joined in some very light bondage. Asking Karen to tie her naked and spank her had been a huge step for Monica. Her fantasy of being dominated overcame her fear of offending

Karen. Karen had consented to trying it, and now Monica stood there with a stinging ass and a fire burning between her legs.

It seemed like hours that she stood there waiting for Karen to return and release her. Karen had said that she was going to shower but that would not take that long. Monica thought to herself that she was being left for a while to savor the moment. Finally she heard her friend coming in the door of the garage. Monica jumped as she felt the ball gag being forced into her mouth, and before she could react the strap was secured behind her head. What was going on? Damn that blindfold! she so wished she could see. What was Karen doing?

The hand that ran up her belly to her breasts felt white hot. Monica almost slipped off the stool she had been left standing on. The hand moved down, around to her back and over her ass and then back to the front and between her legs. Monica was shaking and moaning through her gag. She did not know what Karen was doing, but she did not want it to stop. Her skin burned where ever the hand traveled. She thought she would burst.

"Did you enjoy your little spanking" whispered Karen, her hands still trailing over Monica's body.

Monica's head was swimming as she nodded yes. She felt Karen's hands move up and start to undo her blindfold. She light made her blink, but her eyes snapped wide open when she saw Karen standing naked before her.

Karen stepped behind her and reached around cupping her breasts while pushing her own into Monica's back. Her legs were so weak she could hardly stand.

"I'll let you in on a little secret." said Karen "I enjoyed it too.

I would not of imagined how much I enjoyed it. In fact I don't think it should end. I think that you would like more, but that doesn't really matter, because you will get more regardless. While I was in the house I decided that I did you a favor and now you will return it to me. We have the rest of the weekend, and we should make good use of it."

Karen walked around and stood in front of Monica. Was it surprise, dread, fear or excitement that filled Monica. She stood there and stared at Karen's naked body. She felt terribly naked and exposed as Karen stood there looking at her. Karen pulled a lawn chair from the corner of the garage over in front of Monica and sat down. She just sat back and let her gaze travel from Monica's head to her toes and back up again.

"You don't mind me having a little more fun, do you Monica?" asked

Karen.

Monica was still having trouble getting her thoughts together and just stood there with her head hung slightly.

"I didn't think you'd mind." giggled Karen, "In fact I think you will look forward to it. I did not know what to think when you asked me to beat you and felt very uncomfortable, but once I saw you squirm under the lash I got very turned on. You asked me to beat you so you could find out if you liked it as much as you thought you might in your fantasies. I don't think that you really had enough time to make a decision, so being the good friend that I am, I have decided that you need the whole weekend to base your decision on."

With that Karen stood up and slipped on the robe she had worn from the house. She walked up to Monica and tied the blindfold back in place.

Karen grabbed a handful of Monica's hair and pulled her head back. Monica could feel Karen's lips brush her ear as she whispered, "I have a little preparation to do, so you can just wait here for me to return."

Monica heard the door to the garage close as Karen left. With her sight taken away from her she could only stand there and listen to the silence.

Panic started to fill her as thoughts of what might be in store for her filled her head. What terrible things might she be subjected to in the weekend to come. She was friends with Karen, but did she really know her.

She had trusted her, but now she was beginning to have her doubts. She had dreamed of being a slave and now she was, and changing her mind now did not seem to be an option.

Her legs were beginning to tire and her arms ached from being tied over her head. It had been hours since Karen had left. Being left alone with her thoughts was worse than the spanking she had received earlier and she reasoned that it was nothing compared to what she might expect to come. She wished Karen would return to end the terrible suspense, but at the same time she dreaded her return.

It had been hours that she had stood there when she heard the key in the garage door. She heard Karen come in and move around the room. She tried to beg Karen to release her, but gagged as she was only garbled sounds escaped her lips. Karen reached up and untied Monica's wrists from the ceiling. Stepping down from the stool, Monica collapsed on the floor. It felt like heaven to change position and stretch her tortured muscles. Her freedom was short lived though as her arms were pulled behind her back and her wrists were locked together. She was then pulled roughly to her feet by Karen, or at least she hoped it was Karen.

"Lift your foot!" Karen commanded.

Monica lifted one foot and then the other and a pair of sweat pants were pulled up to her waist. Then a sweat shirt was pulled over her head, covering her bound arms. She was then led out the door and after a short distance her legs bumped into the bumper of a car. With help she was forced to climb into the trunk and the lid was closed over her. The car pulled away and Monica lay there her imagination starting to get the best of her.

'What oh what had she got herself into.'

It was no more than 10 or 15 minutes till the car stopped and the trunk was opened. With her hands tied behind her it wasn't easy, but with Karen's assistance she managed to get out of the trunk and be led a short distance, up a short set of stairs and through a door. From there she was carefully helped down another set of stairs to what she could tell was a basement.

There she was forced to her knees on a blanket on the cement floor. There she flopped over on her side, and lay there listening, trying to get a grasp of what was happening. She wished she could ask what was to become of her but the gag prevented that, and the blindfold prevented her from seeing what was going on. She could hear Karen moving around but could not make out from the s

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