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 To say that Richard intrigued Allison was to put it mildly.  She was no
innocent, having lost her virginity right before he sixteenth birthday. 
And she had done some things in her sex life that she considered offbeat.
She had used, and had had used, vibes and dildos on herself, had tried
anal, and had done a bit of exhibitionism.  Of course, there was the
spanking with Tony.  But the BDSM aroused her, and being controlled by a
much older man, for some reason, gave her a bit of a thrill.  So she agreed
to allow Richard to call her and she would take it from there.

   Richard had called her twice.  Both conversations were pleasant, and
dealt with likes and dislikes.  Richard ended each conversation with a
simple "When do I get to spank you?"

   As they live about two hours apart, meetings would be difficult.  The
two finally agreed to meet at Karen and Frank's for dinner one Friday
evening, right after the Fourth of July.  It was to be a relaxing,
friendly, and casual dinner.

   Allison wore a white golf t-shirt and a pair of jeans.  She wanted to
get to know Richard a bit more, and did not want to come across as cheap.
The dinner was sociable with minimal conversation about BDSM.  Near the end
of the meal, Richard asked Karen if she wanted her bottomed warmed a
little, and, with the encouragement of Karen and Frank, agreed.  She went
over Richard's knee for the first time.

   The spanking really wasn't all that much.  Some swats over Allison's
jeans with Richard's hand, followed by an occasional rub, and lasting
roughly thirty minutes were the sole content.  Of course, Karen and Frank
watched.  And Richard, it seemed, was good at keeping Allison off-balance.
He did not spank with a regular rhythm; instead, he alternated varying
numbers of strokes and rubs.  Karen and Frank enjoyed it, and being caught
off guard excited Allison.

   As for Richard, this was all quite mild.  But he was enjoying himself.
And, going on his instincts, which were correct, the girl was enjoying it
and was pliable.  He decided he would encourage another spanking and make
it a bit more risky.

   The second spanking took place two weeks later.  Richard had come to
visit on a Saturday night, and taken Allison to dinner.  Allison wore a
simple light-blue blouse and a jean skirt, which came to just above the
knee.  She wore a matching white bra and string bikini panties for
lingerie. Richard dressed casually.  They went to a nice Italian place that
Allison had eaten at before, had a long, friendly dinner, and gave the
appearance of a father or uncle having an evening out with a niece or
daughter.  After dinner, it was still early, so the pair went back to
Allison's apartment.

   The roommates were away again for the weekend, so Richard and Allison
had the place to themselves.  The two talked and listened to some music,
and Richard turned the conversation to the first spanking.  Allison blushed
and said that she had enjoyed it, so Richard suggested another.  Allison
agreed.

   The spanking, once again, was basic and simple, with Richard pushing it
up a step.  He began with a few hand whacks, with Allison over his knee. 
Then he hooked her left leg with both of his, forcing her thighs apart a
bit and keeping firmly over his knee.  He yanked her skirt over her hips
and gave her five quick whacks, over panties, on each cheek, followed by
some nice rubs.

   Allison didn't know whether she was more shocked by the spanking or by
her skirt being over her hips.  Richard's hand stung, and she squirmed and
wiggled with each swat.  The rubs, however, felt very, very nice.  She also
felt somewhat embarrassed being over this older man's knee, he legs and
backside exposed a bit.  What shocked her was that this was beginning to
arouse her.

   Richard finished his rubbing, the informed Allison that a few more were
in order.  He grabbed the top of her panties, gave her a very tight wedgie,
and proceeded to smack away with his right hand on the girl's bare cheeks.
The girl gasped, gave out with some loud squeals, and squirmed and wiggled
on his lap.  When her bottom was a nice pink, Richard rubbed some more,
still keeping the wedgie in place.

   Allison was humiliated, shocked, and aroused by the whole thing. 
Richard rubbed her bottom, occasionally caressing a hip or the inside of a
thigh, and made small talk with the girl for about ten minutes.  She really
liked this play.  When he was finished, he let Allison up, talked to her a
bit more, told her he would call again, and gave her a few swats for good
measure on her backside.  She gave him a soft kiss on the lips, and the two
parted.  Richard knew that she loved every minute of it.

   The third spanking took place two weeks later, once again at the
apartment.  Allison could hardly wait.  Thinking of the coming weekend, she
would get wet.  She was very, very curious as to what Richard would do
next. If he wanted to fuck, so be it.  She would be willing.  Their age
difference would not matter, nor would his looks.  The second spanking had
gotten her warmed up.

   Once again, they went to dinner.  Allison wore plain khaki slacks and a
blouse.  She had put on a pair of novelty panties, however.  Pale yellow
string bikinis, full bottom, with black trim and smiley faces all over
covered her womanhood.  She wanted to get Richard's reaction.  Allison had
no clue that he had a panty fetish.  Richard, on the other hand, had plans
to push the spanking a bit more.  He remarked at dinner that it would be
tough to spank her over the slacks.  She giggled and said that she would
take them off.

   After dinner, Richard and Allison headed back to the apartment.  They
talked a bit, Richard gave her some bottom smacks, and they decided to
begin the spanking.  Allison liked to show herself off, so she took off her
sandals and khakis and offered Richard some wine.  Richard took a look at
the panties, agreed to the wine, and decided she was ready.  He gave her a
few smacks on the backside and sent her off to get the wine.  As she handed
Richard his glass, Richard inserted an index finger into the waistband of
the panties, remarking how lovely they were.  Allison giggled.  Richard
traced a few lines around her hips, his fingers inside the waistband, and
then finished his wine.  He ordered Allison over his lap for wearing
naughty panties and proceeded with his hand spanking.

   Richard gave her a good ten-minute whacking, and then removed the
panties.  He said they were only getting in the way.  Allison blushed, but
was excited and made no effort to stop him.  He gave the girl a few more
smacks and then began rubbing, calmly suggesting that they try something
different.  Allison agreed, thinking that it was going to be lovemaking.

   Richard had brought a small backpack into the apartment.  He had Allison
stand, gave her a few smacks on her bare bottom, and removed something from
the backpack.  The something was a brown leather strap, about two feet in
length, and invited Allison to try it.  Allison gulped.

   Richard gently rubbed the strap over Allison's naked backside, and began
to unbutton her blouse.  He told her she would like the strap; it was
gentler than his hand.  He finished unbuttoning her blouse, removed it,
laid it on the sofa, and gave her some gentle taps with the strap on her
bottom.  Allison, wearing only her bra, blushed.

   Richard gave her a few more taps and suggested that she get on all
fours. Allison complied.  Richard then knelt on her left side and began to
smack her naked bottom, omitting the hand rubs after a number of smacks.

   Allison felt humiliated, embarrassed, shocked, and was quite wet.  She
squirmed and rocked with each swat.  She hated to admit it, but she was
enjoying herself.  The strap didn't hurt as much as his hand, but it did
give a sharp sting.  And she began to feel warmth spread throughout her
abdomen.

   Richard gave her a few good swats and smiled at the lovely pink color
spreading over her bottom.  He paused; laying the strap on the small of her
back for a second, and then began to gently rub it over her backside.  He
smiled with approval when he ran the strap down the crack of her backside,
teased the inside of her thighs a bit with it, and then rubbed it in
between her legs.  The girl was squirming.

   Allison was starting to pant.  When Richard teased between her thighs
with the strap, she thought that she would die.  She now understood what
Karen meant when Karen said that Richard was very, very good.

   Richard gave her three more hard swats on each cheek, and then had her
stand in the center of the room, legs spread, and hands on her head.  He
noticed she was blushing and was looking away from him.  He decided to
humiliate her a little more, remarking on her lovely landing strip. 
Allison thought she would die.

   Richard rubbed her backside with his hands for a few moments, and then
suggested she go into the kitchen and get a chair.  When she brought the
chair back, he had her place it in the center of the room.  He had her lean
forward, hands on the seat of the chair, and spread her legs.

   Allison thought she would cry.  Richard was teasing her like crazy.  And
she was loving this!  If only Tony would have done something like this to
her!  She shivered, swayed, rocked, and actually bounced on her feet and
danced with each swat.  Richard gave her ten on each cheek, delivering
three or four at a time, and separating the groups of swats with some hand
rubs and teases with the strap between her legs.  Once her even tickled
over her mound with his fingers, which made her gasp and shiver.

   Richard finished up the spanking and had Allison take the chair back
into the kitchen.  He ordered her to refill his wine glass, and then stand
in the center of the room, hands on head and legs spread.  He put the strap
down, stood behind the girl, and examined his handiwork.

   Allison was standing there shivering, very aroused, and quite exposed.
Her backside was a glowing pink and very, very warm.  Richard gave her some
rubs on her but cheeks, very gently, and then sipped his wine and moved in
front of her.  He told her she was lovely, and could probably take a lot
more.  He tweaked her nipples through her bra and asked her if she had
liked it.

   Allison really was in no position to disagree with anything.  She was
almost naked, soaking wet, and shaking like a leaf.  She was almost ready
to climax.  She told Richard that yes, it was wonderful, and he could do
more if he wished.  Richard merely smiled, traced a line with his fingers
from her chest down to her stomach, and began to gently play between her
legs.  He teased her until she was almost ready to climax, and then
stopped. He finished off his wine and told her he had other surprises for
her.  Oh, and for her next spanking, she would be completely nude.

   Allison stood there, shivering and shaking, wanting desperately to
climax.  Instead, Richard put his wine glass in the sink, packed up his
strap, and walked out of the apartment!  Allison waited until she heard the
door lock, ripped off her bra, and ran into her bedroom.  She found an old
vibe and masturbated, climaxing intensely.  And then she masturbated a
second time.