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Wolfie
Prime Spanko
Username: Wolfie
Post Number: 1919
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Friday, October 03, 2008 - 12:26 am: | 
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Somewhere in southern England, in the woods on a blustery day…
“C’mon, it’ll be fun.”
“But it’s going to rain!” I whined as we pulled into the country park. “There are people everywhere and someone will see!”
I simply received that look…you know the one, the one that’s half amused male and half implacable Dom. The ‘you might as well stop worrying because your going to do as I want anyway’ look. So I gathered my courage and bolstered my very tiny streak of exhibitionism, and got out of the parked car to see what would happen next.
Steve grabbed his bag of toys, quickly wrapped me in a raincoat (just in case) and we took off into the woods in search of adventure. The smell of cedar and pine needles was sharp in our noses as we trekked along, sometimes jumping puddles…once almost getting stuck in the mud. I saw several likely places to play, but as soon as we started to set up, a few folks came biking along and spoiled the mood. So we were heading back to the car, when suddenly we saw it…
Furtively looking around and seeing no one nearby, Steve decided it was the perfect opportunity. Pictures were snapped for posterity, then I was being told to get over his lap. Nervously looking right and left and expecting a policeman to appear at any moment…I did as I was told and lowered myself otk. The spanking was very nice at first, the measured sound of his hand smacking my jeans not quite as loud as I’d feared it would be. I don’t think I even paid attention as he took a picture of his hand meeting my denim-clad derriere. The warm sensations I was feeling had me in a cozy haze…
Suddenly, something stung my butt! What was that, I wondered? Then it happened again! Ouch! What the hell? Ow!
“Steve! Ow! What have you got? Ouch! Stop! Owww!”
My highly pleased Dom just laughed evilly and continued his torment until my squirming was almost more than he could contain. Helping me to my feet he flashed a wicked grin and showed me the little pine branch he had picked up off the ground. I’m sure the look on my face clearly said ‘How can something so small, hurt so darn much???’ He then made me bend over the stump and flourish the implement of torture as he took another picture…
I rubbed my slightly warm bottom for a minute, then he wanted to spank me some more. I looked around hesitantly for the branch but couldn’t find it, which reassured me somewhat. Before I went otk again however, he told me to lower my jeans. I’m sure my jaw hit the forest floor…he was kidding, right? I could hear children playing somewhere nearby (ok, they weren’t THAT close) and anyone could come along! A raised eyebrow was my only response, so with goose bumps appearing on places they never had before…I unzipped and lowered my denim’s to my knees. I think I went over his lap in record time in the hopes that anyone coming along and seeing me would realize the brute was beating me against my will, and call the authorities. It took a good five minutes before I unclenched both my eyes and my cheeks and was finally able to relax into the spanking. Mmmm, that man is so good with his hands! I’m practically purring as the warm glow spreads through me, paying little attention as he leans to one side for a moment….only to shriek in disbelief as the fieriest sensation I’ve ever felt lands on one cheek. Then the other. OMG, he’s got the damn branch again!
“Noooo! Please, no, stop! Owwwwwwww! Stop Sir, stop!”
I’m thrashing frantically by now, begging, pleading. Trying not to scream too loud for fear of attracting unwanted attention, but unable to be stoic in the face of something that feels as though angry bees are stinging me repeatedly.
“Say it,” he says with a chuckle in his voice “say it or else!”
“Ok!” I shriek with resignation “You win! Please Lord and Master, please stop!”
Thankfully the switching stops immediately, and I’m released to rub my burning backside and pull my jeans back up. Unfortunately I’m told he wants another picture, so I must lower pants and panties again and assume the position…
This time when I’m finally allowed to straighten my clothes, I do so hastily…then grab the offending branch and throw it as far into the bushes as possible. This elicits another grin from my Oh-so-amused Dom, who gathers his things and begins to walk me out of the woods. We’re almost back to the car when we come across a child’s playground toy, a carved log made to look like a giant insect. There’s a ladder up each side, and Steve tells me to climb up and bend over the bug. Rolling my eyes but feeling that I have little dignity left to lose, I ascend the ladder and bend over…trying to stifle my giggles at the picture I must present. I get a couple of swats for sheer cheekiness, and clamber down from my wooden perch…
Back at the car we remove our raincoats and stow the gear, taking the time for a kiss and a cuddle before heading home.
“Did you enjoy yourself?” my love asks me softly. He really doesn’t need to ask, he can see the answer in my sparkling eyes and the blush in my cheeks (the ones on my face). But I smile at him anyway, say “yes” and show him my thanks the best way I know how. 
I tried to add some pictures to the story here, but they wouldnt fit.
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you.
Grow old with me, the best is yet to be.
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Bethie
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Bethie
Post Number: 1928
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Monday, October 06, 2008 - 05:18 am: |
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 Sounds like you had fun!
I'm always so worried when we play outdoors that I find it hard to relax. Of course, in the woods we play in I'm more worried about bears and other wildlife than I am about other people. 
I'm sorry you couldn't upload your pictures. I reset the limits recently and I think I made the limit too small by accident. It was supposed to be 450x450 px but it was smaller. It's back to where it's supposed to be now. |
Wolfie
Prime Spanko
Username: Wolfie
Post Number: 1922
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Tuesday, October 07, 2008 - 10:19 am: |
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We did have fun, but I was so nervous expecting people to see us. We even had a couple of trail bikers come pretty darn close.
The biggest wildlife in England I believe is a fox, so I was more worried about the branch he kept using than any animals.
I still couldnt get the pics to load...oh well. 
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you.
Grow old with me, the best is yet to be.
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Buenaventura
Supreme Spanko
Username: Buenaventura
Post Number: 892
Registered: 04-2006
| | Posted on Wednesday, October 08, 2008 - 08:40 pm: |
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What a turn-on spanking outdoors.I,ve done it but would love to go to Tikal the Mayan city and spank her on top of one of the pyramids. Kinda like a sacrifice you know??? |
Buenaventura
Supreme Spanko
Username: Buenaventura
Post Number: 893
Registered: 04-2006
| | Posted on Wednesday, October 08, 2008 - 08:52 pm: |
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Wolfie
Prime Spanko
Username: Wolfie
Post Number: 1928
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Thursday, October 09, 2008 - 12:41 am: |
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What a cool place for a spanking! 
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you.
Grow old with me, the best is yet to be.
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