Julie Part 1 I wanted to find a spanking partner so I first went on the net. I found a website that had personals that had to do with spanking and discipline. My ad read, "SWM, 38, St. Paul, MN, looking for SWF near my age to spank me. I have been a naughty boy and am need of at least weekly discipline. Please email me at otkfme@aol.com" I didn't hear back from anyone for about two months and then I finally got an email. It read, "Hi, I am a SWF, age 36, that would like to find out more about you. I like to spank naughty boys. Has a woman ever spanked you before? Tell me more about yourself. I also live in your area. Julie." So we exchanged emails and I found out that she lived in a nearby suburb of Minneapolis. Next, we exchanged phone numbers and I got to hear her voice. Her voice was sexy and at the same time very confident. I found out that she was not in a current relationship and that she had spanked many of her former boyfriends. We had many conversations where we shared our likes and dislikes in spanking, and we agreed on many things. Julie also had a wonderful sense of humor. When we finally felt comfortable enough with each other, we decided to meet at a local restaurant. That way if things didn't work out, we could just eat and leave. I arrived about ten minutes early, and I watched for a woman with flowing black hair, about 5' 10", white blouse, and a black mini-skirt. That's how she described herself to me. I recognized her immediately, and we were soon sitting at a booth, eating and talking. Julie was even more charming than on the phone. At one point in the conversation, she had me stand up, turn around, and show her my butt. She was pleased that my butt would make a very good target for my punishment, and next the conversation led to what we were going to do next. Since Julie would be more comfortable at her house, I decided to follow her home. She lived in a nice sized townhouse and she didn't live too far away from me. Julie didn't want to discipline me in her living room because it had a large picture window. Julie also didn't want to use her bedroom since this was the first time we had met. So she took me downstairs. It was a finished basement with carpet, television, a chair, a couch, and a coffee table. She must have figured that we would be coming back to her house because on the coffee table was a hairbrush, a few paddles, and some other stuff. We had already discussed the safe words, and Julie knew how I liked to be spanked. Julie sat on the chair and said, "Well, Clyde, you have been a naughty boy and you deserve a spanking. Come over here so that I can prepare you for your spanking." "I don't deserve a spanking." I said. "What did I do wrong?" "You mistreated our waitress and you talked too loud at the restaurant. So come over here for your spanking." I walked over to Julie and she unbuckled my belt, unzipped my slacks, and pulled them to my ankles. "Step out of these. I don't want them getting in my way." So soon I was standing before her in just my boxer shorts. "Now bend over my knee for your spanking." Julie hiked up her skirt so that I would have her nice thighs to lay upon. Soon my hands and feet were on both sides of her chair. "I am first going to use my hand to spank you, to warm you up. But soon you will feel my hairbrush and paddles." Then my spanking began. Julie started fairly softly, and her spanks made more noise than what I could really feel. "You seem to have taken my hand fairly easy, so next you will feel my hairbrush." I could feel the hairbrush more than her hand, but I still couldn't feel too much. "Stand up, a minute. I don't think my spanking you has had much effect." I stood up and she said to turn around. Then I felt her fingertips in the waistband of my boxer shorts, and soon they were at my ankles. "Step out of these please." After I did so I felt Julie's hands on my bottom. "Your butt is just barely pink. I see that you need a lot harder spanking. Turn around and bend over my knees, again." I was now naked from the waist down and I had an erection. Julie noticed and said, "Don't worry about hiding it, just bend over my knee for your spanking." This time I could really feel the sting of the paddle on my naked raised bottom. After about thirty spanks I began to squirm about. "Now my naughty boy can feel the paddle. Stop moving about so much and please count each spank." Counting the spanks makes me very aware of my spanking, but I counted them out loud. I could feel a real warming of my bottom, which very good to me. After thirty spanks, Julie said as I felt her hands on my bottom, "Next, I want you to stand up, and go over to the end of the couch and bend over it." Once I was in the position I thought she wanted me, Julie said, "I want you to spread your legs so that I can spank you in your most tender spots." I spread my legs, but she still said, "Just a little bit further." Then I felt her ankle next to my foot forcing me to spread my legs even more. I felt so exposed like this with my penis and balls hanging down and unprotected. "Have you ever been spanked with a riding crop?" Julie asked. "I don't think so," I replied. "What does it look like?" "Stay bent over and I will show you." Then Julie held the riding crop by my face. "I don't think so," was my reply. "Good, you'll feel something different from a spanking from me. I like the little thing at the end, it helps me reach your entire bottom." Then I felt it hit my penis and balls. I started to move about and Julie said, "Stay still, or your spanking will last even longer. Please count, again." When the riding crop hit my bottom, It felt like a straight line of fire across my bottom. It was a lot different from the paddling that I had received from other women. With my legs stretched far apart, Julie was able to spank me on my tender cheeks by my bottom hole. Now my whole bottom felt like it was on fire. I still was able to take more so I didn't say anything. "Have you ever been caned before?" Julie asked. "No, I never have." "I am going to give you only three strokes of the cane since you have never been caned before. You really will be able to feel it on your already red and sensitive bottom. Please count them and say, 'Thank you, Julie', after each one. Are you ready?" "Yes, Julie." She tapped me on my bottom with the cane, I heard a strange whistle noise, and it felt like a hundred bees had stung my bottom in a straight line. My hands instantly went back to rub my poor bottom. "I told you that you would really feel the cane. Remove your hands and this will be number one again because you forgot to count. Stay in position, count each stroke, and don't rub your bottom." The next stroke fell, I stayed in position and said, "One, Thank you, Julie." I heard the whistle again, the hot sting of the cane, "Two, Thank you, Julie." "For your last one, I want you to stay in position and don't rub your bottom." I felt the tap of the cane on my bottom, heard the whistle, and "Three, Thank you, Julie." It took all that was in me to stay bent over and not rub my poor bottom. "I have something that should sooth the pain." Then I felt a nice cold cream being rubbed on my burning hot bottom. It felt so good. Julie even began to rub it between my legs. I started to squirm about and she said, "Hold still, or else I will get out the cane again and give you three more strokes." So I stayed bent over while she rubbed the cream all over my bottom, between my legs, and down the backs of my thighs where she had spanked me. "Now go over and stand in the corner with your hands at your sides. Don't even think about rubbing your bottom." Although I had a sore bottom, I did not rub it. After about ten minutes of standing in the corner Julie said, "I really enjoyed spanking you, Clyde. Did you like it?" "Yes I did. I have never received a spanking like that from any other woman." "Good, then I want you to come to my house next week at 7 PM for another spanking. I expect you to be on time and I want you to bring me a little present for spanking you. Surprise me with something. But before I let you get dressed and go home, bend over my knee for one last spanking." So I walked over to Julie and bent over her knee again. "My. Your bottom is bright red. The cream I put on you should help with the pain." Then she proceeded to give me a short hand spanking of about 20 spanks. "I look forward to spanking you every week, and trying new things on you. You can get up and get dressed, now." So that is how I first met and was spanked by Julie.