I met Lori about 10 years ago. She was an Exotic dancer, 5′10″ tall, slender with auburn hair and emerald eyes. A mass weapon of seduction. We dated for several months and things were great. We connected right off and she was very fun loving and respectful. We had things in common too as we were both artists in our fields.Sometimes we would go to the mall with her son Justin in the middle. We’d pull him around the mall on his playskool skates.Lori loved those greasy spoon diners so I would always find a new one to try out. Lori was smart too, she could do quirky things like recite the alphabet backwards.
Within a month I found she had a short temper when she would yell at her son. Justin was a cute blonde hair, blue eyed 2 year old. People were always commenting on how cute he was. Lori didn’t have much patience for parenting as she was so young too, 10 years my junior. She also believed in spanking as she was spanked as a child. In her troubled childhood spanking alone didn’t help much, she never knew her father.I didn’t always feel some of Justin’s spankings were deserved.
Loris behavior began to get worse.Once we stopped for ice-cream, I came out with 2 Sundaes and she took a look at hers and chucked it out the window without saying a word. I was rendered speechless, which is rare. She proceeded to go inside and came back with another Sundea without nuts. Just crazy behavior to me.
I started to get more involved with being a Daddy to Justin as his biological father wasn’t around. He and I would go to Chucky Chees and play games. While his Mother worked I would babysit for hours. I remember I once took him for a drive to look at all the Christmas lights, “Want Light” he would say.
Lori started getting jealous of the attention I gave to Justin, I never knew what would set her temper off and I often thought she deserved spanked for her ill-behavior.I’m 6′2″ and there were times I had to fend her off to protect myself, mostly by holding up my arms. She would always read offence into anything I’d say too, it got tiring. Her finger nails were like slashers and my arms would be scratched up like I got into a fight with a bobcat.If it weren’t for Justin I would have left, but then she would use her own son to control me.
There were times in the heat of an argument I would walk out. She would take her son and put him on the porch then close the door behind her. I could never just leave him there, so I’d take him to a movie or the park and we’d come back several hours later. Lori later told me she did that because it assured her I’d return.
I felt trapped. She started wearing these combat boots and kicked me a few times, wonder if that’s what she bought them for? I don’t believe in hitting, but I do believe in spanking as I was lovingly spanked as a child and it corrected my behavior. At this time I’d never heard of adult spanking, I didn’t even own a PC.
One night Lori was boiling some oil for french fries, I had’nt seen her do this before. I warned her it was dangerous. “I know what I’m DOING! “, she snapped at me. A few minutes later I heard a shrieeeek! I ran into the smoke filled kitchen to discover a 2 foot torch shooting out of the pot!
I took Justin outside to a fenced yard and came running back in. First I threw salt on the flame, then finally I smothered the flame with the lid. Smoke was everywhere.
I had had it with her temper and attitude. I picked her up over my shoulder and headed to her bedroom with her kicking all the way. I sat down on the bed and put her over my lap, skirt flung up, panties yanked down.I grabbed a wooden hairbrush and told her she had earned a blistering. She was hollering and twitchin as I polished her backside to completion. I remember telling her as I spanked away she had had this coming a long time. High time she learned a lesson! It was a good release for me too as it cleared some of the negativity. The spanking continued until I felt sure she learned a lesson. Finally when it was over I let her up, she clutched her butt, jumping around the room bawling.
I brought Justin in and we all just sat there for awhile, taking it all in. Justin was fine, we were all a little shaken up, her face was tear-stained. The fire was out and all was forgiven. I’d never exacted a spanking before, quite an emotional experience. In the weeks to follow that was the most docile I’d ever seen Lori be, she was more respectful too.
Eventually she went back to her old ways, old wounds from childhood left her scarred and scared. She was just always angry, and took it out on Justin and me. However, she was a different person for a few weeks, pleasent and respectful to me, I never forgot what that spanking did.
I didn’t know or understand DD then and it was too late for us and I never spanked her again. In retrospect I’m lucky she didn’t call the law, and today I don’t believe in non-consentual spanking if you choose to live a DD life style. Lori once called me a freak for spanking her, however the change it made in her behavior for awhile was amazing to me.
Justin has since been reunited with his biological father.
RW
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