One of my spanko's sent me this wonderful story and it is just so well written and really great content, that I wanted to share it with you all. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!
MY Jenn “Experience”
FINALLY. Finally, after a few phone sessions and
exchanging e-mails for a few months, I was going to meet Miss Jenn. I first heard of Miss Jenn when she did an
interview with Andy for the website www.someonesgonnagetit.wordpress.com.
I was intrigued with what she had to say and she was the first female
disciplinarian I had seen advertise in Seattle.
I had just returned from a trip to Seattle and was so disappointed that
I didn’t know of this sooner. I really
enjoyed speaking with Jenn on the phone, and exchanging e-mails. I felt we had built a good rapport and that
she understood my need for strict discipline from an authoritative female.
We decided
to do a version of the “Jenn Experience” that she offers her clients. I was flying into Seattle for business, but
had enough free time to make this meeting finally happen. Jenn and I had agreed for me to pick her up
at her place and go out to lunch together.
It was going to work best for me to go out to lunch and then session
after. After all the interaction we had
prior to this meeting, I really just wanted to spend some time talking with her
and getting to know her better. Plus,
all the previous interaction had taken place without ever seeing a photo of her
face. Of course, she had me hooked with
the first photo of her amazing legs! I
was eager to go across her lap from the moment I first saw her photos.
As I pulled
up to her place and was walking to the front door, I realized that I was really
nervous. Jenn was very nice and pleasant
on the phone, and although I sometimes had a hard time imagining her being
strict, I was sure she would be able to flip the switch. I didn’t know exactly what to expect as I
approached her front door. I felt
butterflies rising in my stomach and a bit of a heat rush. My palms were a little sweaty as I realized
that I hadn’t had a real spanking in a long time and if she carries out what I
have spoken to her about, I may not sit comfortably for a week after
today! All of these thoughts were racing
through my head as I knocked on Jenn’s front door. I could hear the “Click Clack” of her heels
walking on the floor as she approached the door on the other side. When she opened the door, she was even more
stunning that I had imagined. Jenn was
wearing a short, casual dress so I could see those amazing legs of hers and she
was wearing very high heels as she knew I was 6’5” tall. As she opened the door and stepped aside to
let me enter, I suddenly noticed she was holding a large wooden school type
paddle in her right hand. “Come in
Clint..it is so nice to finally meet you in person. Now, I feel it is important to set the tone
with you right off the bat so I want you to walk over to that chair in the
middle of the room, bend over place your hands flat on the chair and stick your
ass out for me.” I couldn’t believe what
I was hearing…not hug? No sit down and
talk face to face for a few minutes to break the ice? I muttered, “You want me to….do…what?” “I don’t believe I stuttered,” Jenn said to
me, “Get your ass over to that chair, place your hands flat on it and stick
your ass out…NOW!” I immediately did as
Jenn instructed. Any fears I had of her
not being strict were certainly unfounded.
I knew I didn’t want her to have to tell me again so I walked over to
the chair and bent over and placed my hands flat on it as she instructed. “As I was saying Clint, I want to set the
tone with you right off the bat. I have
been waiting for months to paddle your ass and I am not going to wait one
moment longer. I want your bottom
stinging while we have lunch together today.
I am going to give you 9 licks.
The first 3 are going to be over your pants, the second 3 directly on
your underwear, and the final 3 on your bare ass…and they will be hard. Do you understand me?” “Yes Ma’am” I again mumbled out. “I want you to count each lick, and thank me
for it. Do you understand?” “Yes Ma’am,” I stammered once again. “If you move your feet out of place or remove
your hands from the chair before I release you, I will add 2 licks on the bare
each time. Understood?” “Yes Ma’am.”
I only thought I had butterflies racing in my stomach when I approached
the door. Now they were racing like
crazy along with my mind. I couldn’t
believe she was greeting me this way…no hug, no pleasantries, just right down
to business….and with a large wooden paddle too!
“Are you
ready, Clint? Here we go….” “WHAP!”
The first lick landed hard on my ass.
I was very thankful that I had worn jeans and cotton boxers. It really hurt with no warmup but not nearly
as bad as it would have on the bare.
“ONE, Thank you Ma’am may I have another?” “WHAP..WHAP” the next two came hard and
quickly in succession. I didn’t even
have time to count and thank her between them so I quickly improvised, “TWO!
THREE! Thank you Ma’am. “Now Clint, you may remove your hands from
the chair, unbuckle your pants and let them fall to the floor and bend back
over.” I quickly did as Miss Jenn
instructed and dropped my pants leaving only my think cotton boxers to protect
me. “WHAP!” “Four…Thank you Ma’am. ‘WHAP!’
Five….thank you Ma’am. ‘WHAP!’
Six….Thank you, Ma’am.” The sixth one
REALLY hurt and I almost grabbed my ass after but I refrained. “Very good, Clint you are now down to the
last 3 licks before lunch. Are you
ready?” Not really, Ma’am…but I am going
to do my best.” “Now…remove your hands,
lower your boxers down around your ankles with your pants and bend back over
for the last 3.” “Yes Ma’am.” Again doing as I was instructed, I now had my
pants and underwear down around my ankles, my ass was on fire, and I was about
to get 3 hard licks on my bare ass. I
was really worried now! I bent back
over. Miss Jenn began to tease me a
bit. She was rubbing the board on my ass
back and forth…then she pulled it back..and lightly brought it back down. I gasped.
She was toying with me and then suddenly, “WHAP!” the hardest lick yet on my bare ass
“OWWWWW….Thank you Ma’am.” “WHAP!” “Thank you, Ma’am.” And then number 9 about to come down….and
“WHAP” by far the hardest lick of all and I immediately jumped up and grabbed
my ass as a tear welled up in my eyes.
“Well, that will be 2 more now young man as I did not release you or
tell you you could rub your bottom. Back
over.” I couldn’t believe what was
happening here. I was going to cry and I
hadn’t been in the room with her 5 minutes yet!
What have I gotten myself into? I
bent back over for the two penalty licks and Miss Jenn took it easy on me. “Whap….Whap!”
Not nearly as hard as #9 but still firm.
Miss Jenn then said, “You may rub your bottom now, pull up your pants
and have a seat on the couch. You did
good.”
Miss Jenn
then brought me a glass of water and had this huge smile on her face. She said to me, “I sensed that you had
concerns about my ability to flip that switch and be strict. I just wanted you to know right away who you
were dealing with here and who is in charge.
I also wanted you to be a bit nervous as we have lunch together knowing
that was just a little taste of what is to come later this afternoon. I have
waited a LONG time to meet you in person and discipline you…by the time we are
finished this afternoon, you won’t sit comfortably for a month. Now let’s go out to lunch and catch up….I’m
hungry.”
The Rest of the Story…..
Once Jenn
had established her authority and “Set the Tone” for our time together, she
very easily slipped back into the woman I had spoken with on the phone and corresponded
with over the previous months. She was
smiling and happy. She was delightful to
talk with. We headed out to lunch and
had a great time talking and catching up.
We talked about some of her spanking sessions and mine, we talked about
movies, books, and life in general. It
was a lot of fun and very relaxing. She
did show a bit of her sadistic streak once when she got up to walk to the
ladies room during lunch. Before she got
up, she pulled a wooden hairbrush from her purse, sat it on the table in front
of me and said, “I want you to think about this while I am gone to the ladies
room. I want you to think about what is
going to happen we get back to my place this afternoon and the discipline you
still have coming.” My mind started
racing again. Although my bottom was
already sore from the impromptu paddling, I knew there was much more to come
this afternoon.
Shortly
after Jenn returned to the table from the ladies room, she picked up her
hairbrush, put it back into her purse and said, “Let’s go back to my place
now. It is time for your real spanking
now.”
My heart
skipped a beat and I knew it wouldn’t be long now. I sat pretty silent in the car all the way
back to Jenn’s place. She continued to
talk and seemed quite relaxed. I was
getting that nervous feeling again. As
soon as we walked back into her place, Jenn very calmly said, “I want you to
strip down to your underwear and go stand in that corner over there. You will keep your nose in that corner and
not turn around until I call for you.
Also, I was ‘Jenn’ while we were out to lunch together but now that we
are back at my place you will refer to me as ‘Ma’am’ again and respond to me
only in that respectful way…understood?”
“Yes Ma’am,” I said sheepishly. I
did as I was instructed and stripped down to my underwear and made my way to
the corner. As I stood in that corner I
could hear Miss Jenn gathering up what I assumed to be spanking implements and
placing them where she wanted them. I
could hear the clip clop of her heels walking all around me. My mind was racing about what she had in mind
for me now. After what seemed like an
eternity, but was in reality about 10 minutes, Miss Jenn called me out of the
corner. She was sitting on her couch
with a number of different implements on the table in front of her. “I noticed you staring at my legs a number of
times while we were out, Clint. You have
commented on them several times in our correspondence and now it is finally
time for you to lay across them.” Her
legs were stunning! She had on that
short dress and high heels and her tan, bare legs were a sight to behold. I made my way over to her and she pulled me
gently across her lap. “Normally, Clint
I would always begin with a warmup across my lap. I just felt today was special and I needed to
really set a tone for you that when I am disciplining you I mean business. That is why I chose to paddle you like you
have described to me in your elementary school experience. I thought you needed that. But now, I will start you off as I normally
would in session so that I can take you beyond what you think you can
take.” This was both frightening and a
relief. Jenn pulled my boxer underwear
down exposing my bare bottom and very soon after going across her lap, I felt
the first swat from her hand. “SLAP!”
she began spanking me cheek to cheek with her hand. I was surprised at how much her hand spanking
stung. She spanked me for what seemed
like a long time and the sting moved into a deeper burn. I started to wiggle a bit and involuntarily
raise my legs. Miss Jenn then decided to
lock her right leg across the back of mine.
She then had me leg locked between those beautiful, muscular, tan legs
of hers. This was both heaven and
hell. Being so close to her was truly
intimate and an experience I had craved, but the spanking was very real and I
was feeling the pain deeper and deeper.
Jenn gave me
a very thorough hand spanking, and then shortly after locking me with her legs,
she picked up that hairbrush she had shown me over lunch. “Now I am going to take this hairbrush to you
young man,” Jenn told me. Then she began
to lay that hairbrush on me, “Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!......” I don’t know how many licks I got but as I
squirmed more and more she tightened her grip on me with her legs and grabbed
my left wrist and held it into the small of my back. She spanked me right to the edge of tears and
I fought them back as best I could. I
could feel them getting moist but I didn’t actually cry. Just when I didn’t think I could take any more,
she stopped. Jenn released me from her
leg lock and instructed me to get back into the corner. I immediately obeyed her.
After
standing in the corner for another 5-10 minutes, Jenn called to me from another
room. She instructed me to join her in the
bedroom. When I walked in, she had 2
pillows stacked on top of each other in the middle of her bed. Jenn was holding a leather strap or thick
belt of some type. “Remove your
underwear and lie across the bed. I want
you to lay on the stack of pillows where your ass is raised high in the air for
me. You are going to get 50 licks with
my leather strap.” My ass was already
very sore! Now I was going to get
whipped with Jenn’s leather strap. I did
as I was instructed and she again spoke, “You do not need to count for me Clint
but you do need to stay in position. I
do not want you to move off these pillows and I do not want your feet or ankles
to raise up from the bed. Do you
understand these instructions?” “Yes
Ma’am I do.” “OK…ready your self. You are going to get 50 licks with this
strap.” Jenn kept me waiting. I was anticipating the first lick of my
whipping and she just made me wait….I could hear her slapping the strap lightly
into the palm of her hand…swinging the strap in the air…making me wait…making
me anticipate and then suddenly….”WHAP!”
She brought the strap down hard on my bare ass. It startled me and I almost raised my ankles
up off the bed but I didn’t. I held onto
to the pillows tightly and forced my ankles down onto the bed, gritted my teeth
and took my 50 licks. It was a hard
strapping, but Jenn varied the intensity so some were much harder than
others. It kept me guessing and kept me
on edge, but the last 5 were REALLY HARD, “WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!” “Very good, Clint. You stayed in position and took your licks
like a man. I appreciate that. We are almost finished now.” All I heard was “Almost.” Now Clint, I am
going to give you a choice. I have laid
on the bed a cane and the wooden paddle you were introduced to earlier
today. I am going to finish your
discipline today with either ‘Six of the Best’ strokes with my cane or 6 hard
licks with my wooden school paddle. You
choose.” This was not an easy
choice. Or was it? It didn’t really matter. I knew it was going to really hurt no matter
what I chose. Since I didn’t have much
experience with the cane, and I am VERY familiar with the school paddle, I
decided to give the cane a try. “I will
choose the cane, Ma’am,” I said nervously.
“Very good,” Miss Jenn replied to me.
She then picked up the cane and took it over to the wall in her living
room and placed it against the wall.
“Come over here, Clint and hold the cane against the wall. I want you to look at the cane and think
about what these 6 strokes are going to feel like. I want you to think about all the time you
have spent thinking about what being disciplined by me was going to be
like. It is all almost over now. When you are ready, bring the cane to me and
ask me to give you 6 hard strokes with the cane.” I held the cane against the wall and I heard
Miss Jenn walking around behind me. I
stared at the cane while I heard her sit in the straight backed chair in the
middle of the room. I figured it was
probably best to get it over with, so I took the cane in both hands and walked
it over to Miss Jenn. “Please finish my
discipline with 6 hard strokes of the cane Miss Jenn.” “Very good Clint I will.” She got up from her chair, turned it around
with the seat of the chair facing me.
“Place your palms flat on the seat of the chair, Clint..much like you
did for me when you first arrived today.
Place your feet shoulder width apart and bend over. I want you to arch your back and stick your
ass out for me. When you are ready for a
stroke of the cane, I want you to go up onto your toes. This will signal me that you are ready. When you go up onto your toes, I will deliver
the stroke with the cane. You may react
by bending your knees, squatting down, moving however you need to as long as
your feet do not come out of place and your hands do not come off the chair
seat. If they do, we start over. Then when you gather yourself after each
stroke, go back up onto your toes when you are ready for the next one. Do you understand?” “Yes Ma’am,” I nervously replied. “Well I am ready when you are.” My mind was really racing now. I had only experienced the cane once and that
was from Strict Jane back in 2013. I
remember the sting was intense and the pain seared long after the stroke was
delivered. No need to put it off any
longer, I went up onto my toes and I had barely even raised my heels from the
ground when I heard the “SWISH…CRACK!” as Miss Jenn landed the first stroke of
the cane. I immediately reacted to the
stroke and as an instinct my hands came off the chair and I grabbed my
ass. “Well that one didn’t count. Are you ready for stroke #1?” Miss Jenn very calmly stated. “I am so sorry, Ma’am but the intensity of
the stroke surprised me. “Well you made
your choice of the cane, Clint and there is no going back now. Get back into position and let’s finish this
session.” I got back into positions and
immediately went back up onto my toes. “SWISH…CRACK!” I took it and remained on my toes this
time…”SWISH CRACK!” number two came and
I squatted down onto my heels but kept my hands and feet in place. I paused a moment as the searing of the cane
stroke continued to deliver pain. Slowly
I went back up onto my toes for stroke number 3. “SWISH…CRACK!” and back down. Up again and “SWISH….CRACK!” Finally I took my 6th (Which was
actually 7!) stroke and Jenn dropped the cane and embraced me. I had tears welling up in my eyes and I was
right on the edge of bursting into tears.
Jenn held me in a hug and told me that I did a good job of getting
through the caning. Then, as if nothing
had happened, she went right back into being the Jenn I knew from the telephone
calls and the lunch we had together. She
was amazing…..going from sadistic strict disciplinarian to sweet, so fun to
talk with Jenn. I don’t know how she
does it but it is amazing. ]
Jenn grabbed
me a bottle of water and allowed me to get dressed. We sat and talked for a few moments as I
composed myself and came down from the adrenaline rush that had just
occurred. Jenn gave me just what I
needed. I may not have WANTED to spanked
that hard, but I NEEDED it and she did not disappoint. It was so great to finally meet her in
person. I will begin immediately looking
for another excuse to get back to Seattle!
The End
