I met this very wonderful woman called Kathy. We have been dating for about nine months and it seems like we agree on a lot of things and we like to do the same activities. I met Kathy through a friend at work, and she has changed my life.
Recently, when I took Kathy out on a date to a restaurant, I got down on my knee and asked her to marry me. To my surprise, she didn't say "Yes", but she said that she would think about it.
A few days later she called me on the telephone and she said, "I have some real concerns about marrying you."
"Tell me your concerns. I can change." I replied.
"When we are on dates, you really notice other women as they walk by. Also, I am left alone on many weekends while you are with your friends on fishing trips and other outdoor activities."
"I really care about you." I said. "I can pay more attention to you."
"But it also seems like you don't give me the respect that I deserve." Kathy said. "You always walk far ahead of me and you also don't open doors for me."
"I can do those things for you and show you more respect!" I pleaded.
"Well, I have been talking to my other girlfriends about your behavior, and they suggested that we meet this behavior modification counselor." Kathy said. "I guess she has helped other couples both before and after they are married. Would you be interested in meeting her?"
"If this would make you happy and you would marry me, I would see her." I said.
"I need to tell you that her methods involve spanking, and you would need to pay for her time." Kathy said.
"I haven't been spanked since elementary school, but if this would make you happy, I guess I would meet with her." I said.
"I was hoping that you would agree to meet with her." She said. "I have already invited her to my house on Friday evening at 7 PM. Her name is Elizabeth, and she suggested that you take a shower before you come over to my house. Be sure to wear clean underwear and be at my house by 6:45 PM. Any questions?"
"I guess not." I said. "I'll do just about anything to make sure you will marry me. So I will see you on Friday."
I wasn't looking forward to a spanking, but if this would allow me to marry Kathy, it would be worth it. On Friday, I left work early to have plenty of time to eat, shower, and clean myself up before I drove to Kathy's house. I arrived right at 6:45 PM, and Kathy quickly let me into her house and we sat down and talked on her sofa. She told be that she was so happy that I had agreed to meet with Elizabeth, and I had agreed to be spanked. Also, after my spanking, she would let me know if she would accept an engagement ring from me.
Then the doorbell rang. Both of us went to the front door to meet Elizabeth. She was about our age, and she wore a white blouse, a short black skirt, and a black jacket. Elizabeth looked like a businesswoman. She also had two paddles and a riding crop in her hands. We introduced ourselves and Kathy invited her into the living room. Elizabeth sat the paddles on an end table and had me help her take off her jacket so that clothing did not restrict her arms. She sat down on the sofa next to Kathy, and had me knell down in front of her.
"You can call me Liz, and I expect you to follow everything I tell you to do." Liz told me.
"Yes I will, Liz."
"When was the last time you were spanked?" She asked me.
"I think it was when I was in the sixth grade."
"If your parents had kept spanking you as you were older, you probably wouldn't be in this position right now. Keep knelling and don't say a word while I talk to Kathy." Liz said. Then Kathy talked to Liz about my bad behavior. Kathy made it sound like I was a real jerk, and that I had little respect towards her and other women. Liz also talked to Kathy about our physical relationship. It was hard to just keep knelling in front of Liz while they talked about me in a most intimate manner.
"Clyde, I now want you to stand up with your hands over your head so that I may prepare you for your spanking. For the rest of the evening, refer to me only as 'ma'am', and don't say anything unless spoken to or if you are asked to speak. Also, you can walk away from this spanking at any time, but if you do, you will no longer be able to see Kathy again. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, Liz." I replied.
Liz quickly grabbed a paddle and gave me a swat. "How are you suppose to address me?"
"Ma'am. Sorry ma'am." I said.
"Now stand still while I prepare you for your spanking." Then Liz unbuckled my belt, unzipped me, and soon my slacks were at my ankles.