Gregory Spanking
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Gregory Spanking
Come to the room at noon and don't be late! This was the first message I received when I arrived in Chicago.
Obviously, my anticipation began to rise as I messaged back promising to be prompt and ready by twelve pm. Ten minutes went by until my punishment and I was feeling quite overwhelmed. The guilt of my wrong doings and the shame I was going to feel when having to tell Ms. Dana and Ms. Sarah everything was beginning to weigh hard on my entire body.
Finally, the clock struck twelve. I began walking my sorry self to room 515. I knocked calmly on the door and of course the beautiful Ms. Sarah Gregory answered the door. I began to make eye contact with Ms. Gregory when at the same moment I saw Ms. Dana coming towards me. I was mesmerized by her presence and immediately dashed through the door. Ms. Dana opened her arms and welcomed me into her warm consoling heart.
Quickly, I looked around my shoulder and saw my most famous Ms. Sarah Gregory. Her compassionate eyes stared into me like a real whisper of what I knew was about to happen. She then greeted me with a cuddled squeeze that sent sparkles throughout my torso.
After the wonderful hello time with both ladies was over, I sat down facing both of my disciplinarians. I curled my feet up against the couch and waited for what was about to happen next. Ms. Dana looked into my eyes and I began to know my fate. With her up right composure she asked me why I needed to be punished. My hands rose above my head without control and I stuttered all my offences to both women. I was so embarrassed to admit my injustices in front of my mentor Ms. Sarah Gregory. But I knew I had to. After my consultation with both of my authoritarians, came the most eminent words of all time. "Well Miss Blank, you have been a very naughty girl and you are going to be punished!" I hung my head and waited for directions. In my mind I was thinking of being defiant but the overwhelming urge of release I was going to feel in a moment's time had just set over me.
As I gradually climbed over Ms. Sarah's lap, I anguished for what she was about to do to my bottom. Her utter voice inside my ear telling me why I was being punished was emberrible. I hated to disappoint my mentor. The spanks delivered to my bottom were amazing though! I never felt so close to someone in my whole entire life. Ms. Sarah's hand spankings were desirable and unforgettable at the same time. As Ms. Sarah finished spanking my bare bottom she respectfully motioned Ms. Dana to take her turn with me.
I nervously got up from Ms. Sarah's lap and dragged my feet slowly to Ms. Dana's right side. When Ms. Dana took my left shoulder in her hand and brought me down upon her thighs my stomach trembled in fear. Before I knew it, Ms. Dana's hand was pounding down on my bottom like no return. Her unforgettable voice telling me why I was being punished will never be forgotten. When the hand spanking was over I was made to show each of them my red bottom. Then both of them agreed that my bottom was not red enough and it was time for the strap.
I was made to lean over the bed and await my fate of being strapped by two women at the same time. The stings of the strap immediately rained down on my bottom. I screamed out in pain, even cussing horrible language. I thought I was going to get my mouth washed out with soap for using such profane language. But Ms. Dana and Ms. Sarah let me release my deepest guilt and allowed me to shout out what ever came to my mind.
After my strapping was finished, I was able to lie on the bed and cry. Both Ms. Dana and Ms. Sarah consoled me with their deepest forgiveness. They both made me realize how strong I was and how I was able to accomplish anything that I wanted to in life. And then when I thought it was all over, it was brought to my attention that I was not finished quite yet. There it was, all over again. Those little fluttering butterflies in my stomach were back. My mentors had decided I still needed more. I wanted my punishment to be over, but I knew fighting it would only make things worse on my already very sore bottom. Ms. Sarah suggested I needed some time with the paddle. Ms. Dana agreed and added more strokes to Sarah's suggestion according to her rules about each cheek getting an equal amount of whacks.
They made me get over both of their knees at the same time and proceeded to give me the hardest paddling I have ever received in my whole entire life. After my punishment was all over I laid there over their knees and cried for my second time. What a release!! As I finished up with my final tears, Ms. Dana had me kneel down before her. I looked up into her forgiving eyes. She motioned me close to her. I nestled my head into her chest and felt an overwhelming release of satisfaction.
The shame of my guilt was gone. I no longer had to worry about what I had done wrong. The past was over and I knew all was forgiven now. Then I turned around to my most famous Ms. Sarah Gregory. With open arms she hugged me timelessly. A sense of peace came over me. The embarrassments of my actions were erased. I could now look into Ms. Sarah's eyes and not feel ashamed.
Thank you so much Ms. Dana and Ms. Sarah Gregory for all you have done for me and my life!
I recently had a session with the wonderful Miss Sarah Gregory.
After many years of lurking on spanking sites, my need to be spanked became too strong to be ignored. Many hours of searching both the net and myself led to my seeking out Miss Gregory. There was quite a bit of communication back and forth, scheduling issues, and illness. However, meeting Miss Gregory was the best thing I have done in a long time.
I hadn't been spanked since I was very young, so this was like never having been spanked before. I fully understood that I was going to leave with a hot, sore bottom...but was walking in not knowing how much I could take or if I was even going to like it.
Miss Gregory made me feel quite at ease as we sat and chatted before starting. I had opted for a therapeutic spanking not sure if I could take anything harder. Miss Gregory chose a few leather implements and sat down on the sofa taking me over her lap. My spanking started over my skirt with her hand...slow and gentle, building in intensity. After a few minutes, up went the skirt and she began spanking harder. When my bottom was bared, of course, the hardest spanks hit. I also found my butterflies gone and a great relaxation washing over me. While here, I had my first taste of leather. Miss Gregory had selected some smaller leather implements to use...they were all lovely, but the next part was even better. Miss Gregory suggested trying a few straps, she thought I could take it. So...on my belly I went. There were three straps...each was used, I really liked the heavy one. And that will probably come back to bite me in the butt down the road! We finished up with a final hand spanking, lotion, and a hug.
This was an amazing experience! I cannot wait until I can get back for another session, even if it is supposed to be an intro to wooden implements. Miss Gregory is professional, kind, and caring. I highly recommend her for first-timers.
Yesterday was a very beautiful day. I had arranged to meet Miss Sarah Gregory in Enfield CT for a spanking and a mouth soaping. We had exchanged several emails, where I made some of my desires known. I had never been caned and I had never had my hands spanked. Be careful what you ask for you might just get it.
After a long, somewhat sleepless night, I arose, and prepared to get on my motorcycle for the 135 mile ride to see her. I arrived at the agreed hour, and went to the wrong numbered house on the street. Nervous, yes, you could say so! I heard my cell buzz, and then heard her calling to me from down the street. I got back on the bike and rode the short distance to her place, I was embarrassed to say the least.
Sarah was most gracious despite my error, and greeted with a smile and a handshake as I introduced myself. The butterflies in my stomach were going full throttle. I was walked downstairs and Sarah asked me to sit down. We talked briefly about why I was there, and why I needed to be punished. I gave her several reasons, having a potty mouth, wicked sense of humor not always appreciated by others, and not the least of which is my excessive speed while riding my motorcycle.
Sarah certainly jumped all over my speeding. I had told her I had seen the video in which she was punished by Dana Specht, her spanking mommy, for reading emails while driving. She told me what I was doing was as bad or worse. And she also asked if I had brought the Pink Dove I wanted to have her use to punish my potty mouth. She then told me to stand up and come over to the right side of her chair. She ordered me to take off my boots, pants, socks and put them nicely folded on a box. She told me to take off my t-shirt and come back to the chair after I folded it and put it away. She gently pulled me across her lap and had me support my upper body on the nearby couch. She asked me what was the proper surface for a spanking. I answered a “bare bottom”. She proceeded to tug my underwear down and commenced to spank me with her hand. I thought a hand spanking would be a pieced of cake. Guess again naughty boy. She has a hard hand and can use it to great effect. I was doing my best not to show her how uncomfortable my backside was getting. Then she started in on the backs of my thighs, hitting harder and harder with her hand. I could not believe how punishing a hand spanking could be. Then Sarah moved on to several implements of butt destruction, she had laid out. There were lots of implements everywhere, I secretly hoped she wouldn’t use all of them or I surely would have to walk home.
After a long spanking, I was told to get up and go look at my butt in the mirror. She asked me what color was it. I told her a dark pink. She stated that wasn’t good enough and she needed my butt to be a deep red. She directed me to the couch. I was told to lie down on my stomach. The way she speaks and looks at you melts any resistance away. I expected if I didn’t comply right away, I would really get it. She stated I was now going to get strapped. She laid out some serious straps, a correctional strap, two tawses, a double strap, a loop, which is evil, trust me, and she also got the heavy leather belt out of my jeans. I probably forgot one or two of them. I knew I was in for it. She told me to ask her for a strapping, which I did. Wow, the intensity of the first strap to hit me was amazing. She proceeded to use each implement in turn, and oh my god, I was being seriously punished. She scolded me for speeding telling me to never, ever speed, punctuating every word with an extremely hard blow from the strap in her hand. I was one sorry spankee. She also worked a lot on my sit spot, owwwwwwww. I then had to stand and lean against the couch. She brought over some woodimplements and went back to work. I was in a state of panic internally, I did and didn’t want it to stop. Sarah knew exactly when to back off and then start again. I never did use a safe word. She used her Cane-Iac, Sarah Gregory Naughty stick on my sit spot standing. Really hurts.
Finally she stopped spanking me and told me it was time to take a break, and it was also time to wash out my mouth with soap. She said when she was done soaping me she was going to paddle me and then cane my bottom. I was somewhat dreading the cane, but also wanted to have it used on me. I was led upstairs to the bathroom. I stood by with my hands at a my sides while she lathered up her beautiful fingers with lots of pink Dove soap. I was dreading the taste of the soap, but knew in my heart that I truly deserved this punishment. She brought her fingers to my lips and lathered out my mouth. Next, Sarah, took the bar of soap and placed that in my mouth telling me to bite down. She twisted the bar back and forth several times scraping off bits of Dove on my teeth. She offered me a glass of water to rinse with and then took it and poured it down the sink, leaving me with a mouthful of awful tasting suds. She lathered the bar again, getting it all soapy, the lather dripping off of it. I was told to open and she inserted the bar again, building up even more suds in my mouth. I was hoping she wasn’t going to make me swallow all those suds. After a couple of minutes she did fill the water glass again and allowed me to rinse.
Back to the spanking room we went. She brought out a Spencer paddle, an acrylic paddle, and I think an old fashioned hair brush, but she used so many things on me I probably have them confused. She laid two canes, one heavy and one light on the couch. I was to be paddled six times with each paddle and then caned three times with the light one and three times with the heavy cane. The paddles really hurt. Then came the canes, I was to count each stroke as I had with the paddles. One, ow, two owwww, three oh my god this hurts. Then came the heavy cane. If you haven’t experienced a caning, let me tell you it really, really, hurts. After my three strokes, I did ask for more as I knew I had to be seriously punished. Sarah laid into me with that heavy cane, telling me to never ever speed. I don’t know how many strokes she gave me in total, but I was a very sorry naughty boy.
She had me stand up and turn sideways and put the palms of my hands out in front of me. She took the London Tanner tawse and struck my right hand three times. Then the left one three times. Wow, does that ever hurt. Then my punishment was over.
I just had to sit down, to gather my thoughts and recover a bit. She graciously sat with me, gave me a hug, and we chatted for a few minutes while I came down from the spanking high. Sarah is a beautiful woman, physically and mentally. I found her to be down to earth, articulate and a real devotee of being spanked and also being a great top. She was fun to be with. She gave me the spanking of my life. I still feel it today and sure felt it on the long ride home. I will be sure to make another appointment, as I was a naughty on the way home, speeding just once, but she told me I had to tell her, and I have. I also feel the naughty words creeping back in and she will need to vigorously mouth soap me again.
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3:15 PM EST, Wed December 6, 2017
Who invented spanking? Christians point to Proverbs 13:24: "Whoever spares the rod hates his son, but he who loves him is diligent to discipline him." However, Olivier Maurel, a retired French teacher author, said the practice appears to be universal in history: "From Sumer to Egypt to China, from ancient India to pre-Columbian America, from Athens to Rome,
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