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"True Stories
from our Readers"
When
I was a teen my parents had quit spanking me and I not on felt the
need for a spanking but did not have the nerve to ask. Fortunately
a female friend of mine was still spanked by her mother. Bonnie
and I got in trouble together one evening and her mother was very
upset. I attempted to calm her down but to no avail. Bonnie's
mother fiinally told me that if I was going to hang around their
house that I would have to obey their rules or be disciplined the
same way she disciplined her kids. I agreed to her rules and both
Bonnie and I were spanked that day. After that date I received
several spankings from her for misbehavior. She was a strict but
loving adult that helped shape my life.
John
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am so glad I came across your web site. You have explained
everything I have felt in my need to be spanked. From
childhood to this day. The emotional need is so real...
Yes, do to embarrassment I never vocalized my spanking
need to my parents. So my need never was filled. Now I am
grown and married. I did share my spanking desire with
him. But most are in fun. Well as you said, the need for
real therapy spanking are very few and far between. Also
short lived, not given long enough, for the emotional
release I so long for. I have attempted to finding a women
who would fill this need, but not in a sexual way. But
always backed away from that. Feeling af if I was doing
something wrong in looking beyond my own front door. It
can be a dangerous thing to venture out to people you know
nothing about. I am christian as well, and do not wish to
fulfill any sexual agenda's from another party. My
spanking need is not a fetish nor a sexual one at all. So
I just go on with my need unfulfilled. But now that I have
found this website, perhaps if the love of my life reads
it he will finally understand what I am wanting from my
need for spanking in my life. But anyway that's my story
in a nutshell. |
Debbie
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Aunt Died. I was so sad and after returning home from the funeral
I was a mess. I went straight to my Mistresses Home and I knew
that she would know what I needed. Even without telling her. She
always knows these things even before I do. She gently put me over
her knee and spanked me hard. When I broke...I cried for about an
hour. It was just what I needed. She held me and I don't think I
have ever felt so loved after that.
swingoutboi
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