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This is the third report that I have received from “Gina” concerning her spankings as a housegirl.
A note of interest when Gina sent me her latest report. She had just enough time to send her report since she had to hurry as she was going to get spanked for something. She didn’t know what for, but hopefully she’ll tell me the next time she sends a report. As a housegirl, Gina can be spanked at any time, even if it is a Just- Because Spanking. She must be obedient and accept her spankings when she is told to report for one. And, when she reports for a spanking, she has to be naked.
As I was preparing this report, I got another message from Gina. She reported naked to Mike to be spanked. But, his concern over a speeding ticket was misplaced as the ticket was from several months back. So, while she did not get spanked, she was “enjoyed”—no sense letting a naked girl get away! Now she is all “flustered”!
This report by Gina is somewhat different from other reports I receive in that this one is a “Point-of-View” report from the perspective of the spankee and what she is thinking. The following video will help to understand a spankee’s frame of mind before, during and after she is spanked.
Here is Gina’s report:
Headmaster Ken, I enjoy sharing my experiences of being spanked as a housegirl. I hope that your readers will get a better understanding of why I would want to be a housegirl who is spanked. To make things more clear, I will write this experience in first person to convey what is going on in my mind as I am getting ready to be spanked, while I’m being spanked, and after it is over. One reason I want to get spanked is that I want to be spanked when I feel guilty about something I did. Like when I asked to be spanked because I still felt guilty about my underage drinking for which I had not been punished. I just do not feel right if I am not punished when I misbehave.
Before I share what I am thinking, I have to set the stage for this spanking. It had been a year since I started working for Mike. Somehow my baby’s father found out where I was living and wanted to see his son. I couldn’t deny him that right. Mike agreed that he had the right to see his son.
Where I failed was in the fact that I allowed “Jerry” to come during the day without asking Mike if it was OK beforehand. A major mistake and one I knew I would pay dearly for. Mike sent me to my room to get ready to be spanked ……….. [As Gina begins to worry:]
“You’re really going to get it now Gina,” I said to myself. “You should have asked Mike. How stupid was that. Mike is right, I should have asked first,” I say to myself as I walk the flight of stairs to my room.
I saw the disappointed look in Mike’s eyes and on his face. I hate that look as much or more than the spanking. I let him down when I always want to please him. That almost always means my butt is going to be sore for the next 24 hours. And I know that it should be. “I don’t know what is wrong with me! I know what I should do to be good, but often I just misbehave, even knowing that I should behave different. I don’t like the spankings but I know that I need them if I am ever going to learn to behave properly.” When I’m sent to my room to be spanked, I know that it is going to be a very hard spanking, as I hold and rub my bottom.
I get to my room. I see my son in his crib. “Poor baby, your mommy is going to be crying in a little while. I hope you can stand it. I’m going to get my bare bottom spanked very hard. I know that I am not going to be able to sit for a day or so. And I know that I need this spanking. I have to learn to be more responsible!”
I remove my top and fold it and place it on the chair. I have to keep my room neat and clean, keep my clothes picked up and in a drawer or in the closet. If I don’t, of course, I will be spanked. I know that spankings work since my room is neat and clean. Today I was wearing a skirt. Not sure why. I don’t always wear a skirt but today I did. Good girls wear skirts. I certainly wasn’t a good girl today. But, maybe I was hoping that I would be after my spanking. I close the door to my closet, strip to the nude, and then look in the full length mirror.
Funny how a girl’s mind works. Instead of focusing on the fact that I screwed up and I am about to pay for my crime, I am focused on my appearance. So I raise both arms and see if I am properly shaved and that I smell OK. Is my pubic region shaved OK? Maybe I should touch that up.
This is important for a lot of girls, and many are spanked if they are not shaved smooth for both hygiene and enjoyment. I use a Cotton-Ball Inspection to check a girl for smoothness. As she stands at-attention with her hands behind her head, I use a cotton-ball to rub over her groin area. If it “snags” on any hair stubble, the girl will be spanked. When I first bring a girl in for training and punishment, I make her strip naked and then get on her back on a table with her legs up and spread so I can shave her properly. After shaving her, I will then continue her inspection by massaging her clit and vagina to climax to let her know that I control her and she will be obedient. Shown below are various positions that I use for a girl’s inspection and massaging.
I add a layer of deodorant and supplement that with some perfume, and run the razor over my pubic area to make sure I am properly shaved there. Finally I check what little makeup I wear and kneel in front of the bed waiting. Waiting. Waiting. I hate the waiting. Just come and give me my punishment. Don’t make me wait. I get very nervous as I wait, which is why Mike makes me wait!
Making a girl wait to be spanked is important. She has time to reflect on her misbehavior or disobedience as well as what is going to happen to her bottom—making her more nervous and will be more responsive to her spanking. Frequently I will send a girl to her room to get ready to be spanked, and then kneel just outside her door to wait for me to come and spank her. She must continue to kneel outside her door until I order her to get into her room and into position for her spanking, most often kneeling on her bed with her head down and her bottom raised up.
Gina continues:
I hear his footsteps. With the thick carpeting on the stairs, I don’t know how but I hear his footsteps. He is coming up the steps to spank me. The phrase “spank me” sounds so absurd. In this day and age of enlightened behavior, I am going to get, what some people would call, the most barbaric and archaic form of punishment—a spanking. And I’m 19-years-old! I shouldn’t need to get spanked. But I do. And although I don’t like the spankings I do look forward to them when I have been naughty or disobedient. If I didn’t get spanked, I would think that Mike did not care for me and want me to be a good girl. I’m thinking all of these things as I know that I will soon be experiencing a very sore bottom, and I will be crying freely. When my spanking is over, though, I know that I will feel much better, knowing that Mike cares for me and takes his time to punish me.
Mike enters my room. “Well young lady you are in the spanking position again. This is the third time this week. Let’s get this done.”
Mike is sitting on the bed this time. That usually means a long spanking is going to happen. I walk over to him and get lowered into his lap. I am really going to get it. I barely feel the first swat and the second, the third is usually when it starts. By the 4th I am beginning to cry and full tears are coming by the fifth swat. But he keeps on slapping my bottom as I cry more and more. My tears are flowing and yet he keeps on spanking me.
I hear myself say “I promise I’ll be a good girl,” not sure if that is a reflex action or I really mean it. I look at my watch wondering how long this spanking will last. “Your watch isn’t going to save or help you young lady,” Mike says. Still I look again.
My bottom goes from beginning to get warm to producing enough heat to turn the furnace off heating the house. I fully understand what is meant by “warming your seat”. Suddenly the spanking stops. “Get up.” Through my tears I whimper a “Yes sir”.
“Oh you’re not done. Fetch me the paddle. The ping pong paddle and a wet washcloth.” I bring him both, knowing the cloth will wet my already sore bottom so the paddle will sting even more. The ping pong paddle sits on my nightstand so that I will see it every day when I get up or go to my room. It is placed so that it reminds me of what happens to my bottom if I misbehave. Of course, I still misbehave, but I like to think that I am not as bad as if it were not sitting there to remind me. Actually I do think about my behavior throughout the day. And, I do think about controlling myself so that I will not get spanked, but, obviously, that does not always work. So, spankings do work very well in controlling a girl’s behavior. I know that it does mine.
I bring over the paddle and washcloth. He whips my bottom. The water seeps into my sore bottom making it sting even more. He brings me back over his knee and the paddling begins in what he calls cycles: 20 swats on each check then a rest; … 20 more, then a rest. I usually get 4 cycles—80 strokes to each cheek. “Lay very still Gina or you will get more,” I tell myself. I know that it is important that I keep my bottom in position so Mike can properly spank me, and I must not make it too difficult for him to spank me. It never usually helps as the paddle makes me squirm. Even though I strain to keep my bottom presented for my spanking, I know that I will have to be spanked some more after the 4th cycle.
I am crying harder and harder with each swat. A swat on my damp behind really stings a lot. My butt feels like it is on fire by the end of the 4th cycle. Mike stops. “Stand up.” I do. “You know that you must keep your bottom in position so that I can spank you hard, don’t you?” “Y … yes s … sir,” I stammer through my tears. “So, you know that I will have to spank you some more for moving too much, don’t you?” “Y … yes sir,” I stammer as I admit that I need to be spanked through my tears, as I bow my head. It is important that I am always submissive and obedient to Mike and show my respect by bowing my head when I have been bad. “Get over my knee,” he orders, as I obey. An already sore bottom gets one more cycle really hard as my tears flow uncontrollably.
Then, as I get up after my additional spanking, the look in Mike’s eyes is one of compassion. He wraps his arms around me, my naked body, as I hold onto him as I finish crying on his shoulder. He reaches down between my legs and feels how wet I am there. Somewhere during the process I became aroused. Not sure when or how. But I became aroused. And Mike liked that, knowing that he had gotten through to me.
Many girls have told me about them getting wet and passionate when they are spanked. And, this is especially so when they are strung up to the ceiling and whipped. I had wondered why the girls requested to be taken to the Punishment Room to be whipped until one girl told me that they got aroused when they were strung up.
He picks me up and brings me back to the bed and we lay down there together until I quiet down and am barely whimpering. I get kissed on my forehead and Mike begins to leave. “Stay naked till the morning. I will come back in an hour to check on you,” he says. I finally look at my watch again. What seemed like an eternity was just under an hour. Still I feel thoroughly punished. An hour later, Mike comes back to my room and sits on the side of my bed. “Crawl over my knee … raise your bottom and spread your legs,” he orders, as I obey. Once again, his hand goes between my legs as he strokes my clit. I am getting very passionate as I press my vulva into his massaging hand. He continues to massage me for several minutes, and then … “Kneel on the side of your bed, get your head down, your bottom up and your knees spread wide,” he ordered as he got up, got undressed, and ….
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