Melissa's Story Ch. 01

I sat there looking at the advertisement for what must be the 100th time. I don't know I bothered reading it because I knew it off by heart.

"Spanking Services for Ladies by mature, experienced gentleman. Caring and understanding, first timers especially welcome. Make your fantasies come true. Contact Matt and the phone number.

God! I was so frustrated. There I was, a University graduate, successful business woman in charge of my own department and I was so nervous about making one phone call. A phone call that could change my life, a phone call that may result in me receiving the spanking that I had needed, desired, wanted, fantasized and wanked over for so many years.

After all, if I wasn't happy with the conversation all I had to do was hang up. I had checked out Matt's reputation with the editor of the contact magazine in which I read the advert and he gave Matt a very good report. Also there were those letters in the magazine from ladies who had been to Matt and had "such a great time" that they were going back – surely all those couldn't be fake?

It was after 5.30 and all the office had gone home, I was by myself and I finally plucked up the courage to make the call.

"Matt speaking, can I help you?" Matt answered in a cheerful voice.

I was frozen, words wouldn't come, I didn't know what to say!

"Hello, hello are you there? You must be I can hear you breathing, come on say something or I'll have to hang up."

Finally words came, "I, I, I'm ringing about your advert," I spluttered out, so much for the calm, successful businesswoman.

Matt was great, " Is this your first call about spanking?" he asked.

"Yes it is," was all I could say.

"You sound so nervous, there's no need to be but I know what you're going through. Take some deep breaths, breath in and fill up your lungs and tummy, yes that's right, now let it all out, go on, keep going, let it all out. Great, now do it again and three more times, there's no hurry."

He listened while I did as he instructed, then inquired, "There that's better, do you feel more relaxed?"

"Yes I do", I replied truthfully, "I think I can actually put a few coherent words together now."

Matt laughed, his mood was infectious, I felt as if I could really talk to this man at the other end of the phone. "O.K., now how can I help you? What's your first name?' he asked.

"Oh, my name is Melissa, I seen your advert many times and I've finally decided to call you about your spanking services. You see I've had this, this um"

"Need?" asked Matt.

"Yes that's the word, this need for so long, years and years, and I'm just so frustrated that I haven't had anyone to talk to about it, let alone anyone to actually spank me. I've dropped a few hints to a couple of boyfriends who I thought were broadminded and they just laughed at me, so I've finally decided to ring you." Now I was talking Matt couldn't get a word in edgeways, I was on a roll and not stopping until it all came out. "I've searched the internet looking at various sites of Mistresses and Masters and most of them seem so awful. I'm not interested in torture or gold or brown showers, I don't want to be put down, humiliated or degraded, I just want, no, I just need some domination with a good over the knee spanking." There I had finally said it, what would Matt say?

"Sounds familiar to me", he said, " I've spanked lots of ladies who desires and fantasies were just the same as yours. You don't have to worry, I'm not into showers, torture or humiliation. My main service is over the knee spanking, clothed or unclothed, it's your choice."

"You do it clothed?' I blurted out, that had one of my worries, baring my bum to a complete stranger.

Again that comforting laugh, "Yes, some ladies don't want the embarrassment of baring their bottom so they wear thin, tight shorts, or panties, or some prefer a g-string which allows me to spank them on the bare while they retain some modesty. It's your choice Melissa, nothing happens to you at my place that you don't want to happen. I want you to leave happy and satisfied with my service so that you want to come back again. Of course I do earn my living from my services so there is a charge."

Matt went on to explain the charges and we talked some more. We spoke about fear, of wants, of fantasies, of some of his experiences with novices. He offered to meet me at a coffee shop if that would make things easier for me, we could talk things over and if I didn't like him we could leave and go our separate ways. I was tempted to take this easy way out but instead asked him when could he see me?

"Well as a matter of fact I have a vacancy tonight because of a cancellation. My regular lady for tonight had to go interstate because of her job so if you want her time it's yours. Maybe this cancellation happened for a reason Melissa, I don't believe in accidents, this time is available for you, tonight, if you really want to face your fear."

It was up to me, there was silence as my mind raced, thinking about everything Matt had said, he sounded so nice, so trustworthy.

I took a deep breath and said, "I'll come tonight Matt, what time and where?"

"Very good Melissa, I'm proud of you for making what is not an easy decision." After giving me his address and instructions of how to find his house he said, "I'll see you at 7.30 Melissa, don't be late or else! Bye for now."

The phone went dead. God, what had I let myself in for? My mind started to race, would I go or not? After all he didn't know my number. No Melissa, I said to myself, stop these damn negative thoughts and do it!

I rushed to my nearby apartment, showered and dressed. I decided to wear a g-string, I wanted it on the bare but didn't want Matt to see my privates. I tried to eat something but I was too nervous so I went to the downstairs car park, got out my car and drove out to the suburbs. Matt's instructions were excellent, I later found that giving instructions were one of Matt's strengths, and arrived about ten minutes early.

I sat outside trembling nervously, butterflies rushing about in my stomach, but still very determined to go through with it. After all, Matt had said I could leave at any time and we had agreed on 'Mercy' as a code word. I checked once again that I had put the right amount of money in the envelope for Matt and at 7.28 drove into his driveway to my appointment with destiny.

As Matt had said, high fences and hedges gave me privacy as I walked nervously up to the front door. Without hesitation I rang the bell, giving myself a private pat on the back for my bravery.

Matt answered the door almost immediately. He was smiling as he ushered me into the hallway. I liked him straight away. He reminded me of one of my uncles as he welcomed me and asked me to put the envelope on the hall table.

As he guided me into the comfortable lounge room he said, "Congratulations Melissa, it takes courage to face ones fears, I'm very proud of you."

"Proud of me?" I asked.

"Yes, and I want you to be proud of your spanking needs Melissa. I don't mean you have to rush out and tell everyone you know about what happens here tonight. But your needs are your needs, it's a very personal thing for you and there is nothing for you to be ashamed about, O.K.?"

I nodded, feeling good about facing my demons but also suddenly a bit nervous about the actual spanking.

"Would you like a coffee or tea?" Matt inquired, "Or perhaps something a bit stronger for the nerves, a glass of wine perhaps?""

"Wine would be wonderful," I replied.

"Great, I've a nice bottle of Australian wine open, I'll join you, please take a seat, I'll be back in a minute."

Matt was soon back with the glasses and I gratefully sipped while we talked a bit more about his experiences. I noted that he never mentioned any names and that pleased me as my privacy was very important to me. Suddenly the glasses were empty and it was time.

"Ready Melissa, ready for your first spanking?

I nodded, suddenly lost for words but determined to go through with it, I was as confident as I could be at that stage that Matt was the man for the job at hand and I was ready.

"Take off your shoes Melissa and stand up," Matt ordered.

I did as I was told and Matt moved into the centre of the couch. "OK Melissa, come and lay across my knees," he instructed.

I lay across Matt's thighs and shivered as one of his hands pressed firmly into my back. The other hand gently stroked my bottom in a circular motion over my dress. Inwardly I screamed to Matt, 'Get on with it for fuck's sake' but I remained silent, waiting impatiently for my spanking to start.

The stroking finally ceased and Matt's hand moved down to the bottom of my loose skirt where it gathered the hem and ever so slowly raised the skirt upwards, leaving my sheer silk petticoat behind.

As Matt placed the skirt over my back, above my waist he exclaimed, "Beautiful, a silk petticoat, I don't see many of these, they are so sexy and lovely to touch." Again the firm hand moved down my legs and raised the petticoat up, baring my bottom to his gaze. I felt the coolness of the room on my cheeks, while unknown to Matt my face blushed bright red.

"A g-string, I'm glad you wore it Melissa, they are the best thing to wear for spankings, are you ready to start now? Last chance to pull out!"

"Please just get on with it!" I pleaded.

Matt's hand roamed in circles over my bare bum "Patience brings it's own rewards, Melissa, and a little wait never hurt anyone."

The rubbing hand withdrew, the atmosphere was electric as I tensed my buttocks and waited for the first hit.

The first 'smack' was very gentle and did not sting at all. Matt spanked me softly all over both cheeks, making sure that he covered all of my bare skin, "Just a light warm up," he explained, "I find that first timers like to be warmed up gradually."

A slight pause then 'wack' down came his hand with a bit more force. I felt a bit of a sting each time Matt's large hand came down on my skin, but it wasn't painful – yet.

The pressure of each spank gradually increased, now I was feeling them and I realized with pleasure I was enjoying it – my first spanking was all I hoped it would be.

"Your bottom has turned a lovely shade of pink Melissa, are you going OK?" Matt asked. I nodded my reply and he continued, "It's going to get harder now so if it gets too much you know the code word."

Again I nodded and as I did 'whack' Matt's hand came down with quite a bit of force.

"Ow." I cried, "That stings!"

"And there's a lot more where that one came from," laughed Matt as he continued to spank me.

All the blows were really stinging now and I was wriggling around on Matt's thighs.

"Ouch, ooooh, aaahhh, Oh God," I exclaimed, "Oh Matt this is really good, please keep going." Was this me speaking? My fantasies of many years were now a reality and I thought privately why had I waited so long?

'Whack, smack, whap' the spanking continued and I suddenly realized that I was getting very wet between my legs.

"Your arse is bright red now Melissa, it looks really great, I wish I could take a photo it looks so good," Matt said.

Every smack was really stinging and causing me quite a bit of discomfort. Tears were forming in my eyes and I thought of using the code word after each blow, but as Matt paused between each spank I realized that I wanted more!

Suddenly the spanking stopped and Matt said, "Stand up Melissa!"

Not wanting it to finish just yet I replied, "Please keep going Matt, I want some more!"

"Stand up Melissa and do as you're told," Matt's voice was suddenly very stern.

I struggled to my feet and stood in front of Matt looking at him through my tears.

"Melissa take off your skirt," Matt ordered in a quiet but firm voice that wasn't to be argued with. I realized in that split second that I didn't want to disobey him and did as I was told.

"Now your petticoat, Melissa."

Again I obeyed thinking that this would be as far as he wanted me to go, he was showing that he was in charge here and that he would brook no nonsense. I slipped my petticoat down over my legs and stood there, now almost naked from the waist down.

"Now Melissa, take off your blouse and your bra!"

I froze, stripping off hadn't come into my mind and I felt a wave of panic come over me.

Matt's next words were suddenly reassuring, "Melissa, you remember I said I want you to be proud of your spanking needs?" I nodded and he continued, "Well I want you to be proud of your body as well as your needs, I want you to be completely unashamed while you are with me, you're a beautiful lady and I want to spank you completely undressed, do you understand?"

Again I nodded and felt safe once again. I unbuttoned my blouse and dropped it on the floor with my skirt and petticoat. Without a pause I reached back and unclipped my bra, my breasts fell free, I looked down and saw how hard my nipples were, all I had left on was my G-string.

"Beautiful, just beautiful Melissa, put your hands on your head," Matt said as he rose and stood in front of me. As I complied with his instruction he took a nipple of each breast between his thumb and forefinger. Gently he squeezed and ordered, "Count slowly to 20 Melissa."

God I was so turned on and did as he ordered. "1, 2, 3, 4" as I counted Matt squeezed my nipples tighter and tighter. By the time I got to 15 tears were forming in my eyes again and by the time I did "18, 19, 20" the tears were rolling down my cheeks. As soon as I said "20" Matt released my nipples and his hands went to my G-string, he bent and lowered my panties to the floor.

"Very good Melissa, are you ready to complete the spanking?" Matt said as he once again sat on the couch his eyes roaming my body.

I nodded at him through the tears and resumed my position over his knees, I knew he could now see all my arse and pussy but I didn't care, I was on fire inside and wanted my bottom to be on fire too.

There was to be no gentle resumption of the spanking as the first smack landed with a stinging 'whack'.

"Owwww," I yelled as the hard smacks continued without let up. Once again I was wriggling around on Matt's lap.

"Ouch, ohhhh, oh God, stop, pleeeeease stop," I cried, not meaning what I was saying and of course Matt didn't let up as I had not used the code word. The spanks were getting harder and Matt paused more between each hit. My poor arse was now on fire as each time Matt seemed to hit just that little bit harder. Oh how it was stinging and once again the tears were running down my cheeks. But still I wanted more, I was so excited now, the smell of a very turned on woman pervaded the room, after all these years I was in ecstasy from the agony!

The hard spanks continued "whack, whack, whack! Until finally the pain got too much and I sobbed out, "Mercy Matt, mercy please!

Matt stopped immediately as I knew he would, I collapsed across his knees feeling a great sense of release as an orgasm shuddered through my body. Very gently Matt eased both his strong arms under my now limp body and turned me over, holding me in his arms as he would a child. I turned my head into his shoulder, my tears falling on his shirt.

"It's OK to cry Melissa," Matt said kindly, "Just let go of all the stress and tension that you have been holding in for all these years, just let it out."

I continued to sob and Matt gave me some tissues to wipe away the tears. He was holding me so my poor sore bum wasn't touching anything. I was lying in his arms not feeling ashamed at all of my nudity or my tears. I actually felt proud that I had finally faced my fears and had the spanking that I had fantasized about for so long.

After the tears and the sobbing had subsided I looked Matt in the eyes and smiled at him.

Matt smiled back at me, "Your eyes are so clear Melissa, I think this spanking has been very good for you. I have some other clients that get stress relief from spanking too. When you feel up to it you can stand, I have something I want to show you."

A few minutes later I stood up, my hands went to my arse which was still very warm. Matt led me a corner of the room where a full length mirror stood. His strong hands directed me to stand with my back to the mirror. From a drawer he took a hand mirror which he gave me, "Look at your bottom in the reflection Melissa."

I did as I was told and gazed in awe at my rosey red arse which was still stinging. "God it's so red Matt, is your hand sore?"

Matt laughed, "There's no need to me concerned for me Melissa, if my hand gets too sore I have some implements that I can use, but I rarely use them in a first session, would you like to see them?"

I nodded and Matt led me to the passage down the centre of the house, his hand patting my warm arse as we walked. "I have three other rooms that I can use for punishment and other services Melissa, this one is the school room for naughty young ladies."

Matt opened the door and I gazed at the blackboard, the student's desk and an assortment of rulers, straps and canes lying on top of the teacher's desk. "Perhaps you would like to relive some of your chalk dust fantasies sometime in the future Melissa?"

I was amazed at the detail of the room and before I could answer Matt guided me down the passage to the next door which he opened for me to view.

"This is the dungeon Melissa, this is the place for my slaves to get punished." I didn't know what to say as I looked at the cross with its straps against the wall, the rings hanging from chains attached to the ceiling, leg spreaders, a gynecologist's examination chair with stirrups, a cage, many coils of rope hanging against the wall and a huge assortment of canes, whips, straps.

I was a bit dumbstruck and didn't resist as Matt led me across the room to the chair with the stirrups. He placed a soft cushion on the seat and then lifted me onto the cushion saying as he did, "Don't worry Melissa, no pain for you now, just pleasure, I think you need a bit more relief."

Gently Matt placed my legs in the stirrups and knelt down in front of my wide open and very wet pussy, I was soooo turned on, the fire inside me matched the fire slowly fading on my arse. To my amazement I didn't feel any embarrassment at all, all I knew was that I wanted Matt's tongue up my cunt. To my relief he didn't keep me waiting, using fingers from both hands he spread my lips wide and licked around the outside of my labia. I was on fire as the tip of Matt's tongue tickled my clitoris, my back arched as the first orgasm flooded through my body.

"Fuck my cunt Matt, make me come again!" I cried as I pushed Matt's head up against my groin. Matt was unable to answer and kept licking and licking me, I was in heaven as his obviously well practiced tongue once again brought me over the top.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh" I screamed. as Matt raised his head, grinned at me and then went back to work. It wasn't long before I came again and collapsed back into the chair. Matt raised his head and smiled at me again while his deft fingers continued to dance away up my love hole and caressing my clitoris. This lovely man sure knew how to treat a lady and it wasn't long before my back arched as once again I orgasmed.

Matt rose to his feet and helped me to stand. I was still shaking and he held me close, supporting and hugging me closely as he stroked my hair.

"Enjoy your first visit to me?" he inquired with that lovely smile on his face.

"Amazing, absolutely amazing," I replied, "I never thought spanking could be as good as that, I'm just sorry that I waited for so long."

"Well, sometimes your first experience can go awfully wrong if you go to the incorrect person," Matt said, "I hate to think how many people, both male and female, have had a bad first experience and never gone to someone else ever again. The time was obviously right for you to meet me and you did your homework correctly, you checked me out and you had a great experience, will you be back again?"