A Time For Everything Part 2

I was sitting on the side of my bed, strap in hand, thinking about what I had agreed to do next. I honestly didn’t know if I could use it or not.

I had hard feelings for the strap. However, I knew most people did prefer it over other implements. I stood and walked back into the living room, pausing in the doorway, watching this moment. I would never have another first like this. Giving my first spanking to someone. I didn’t think this day would come I thought that I would have to hide the desire and need to Top within me forever. It wasn’t normal, but in a strange, in a very small sliver of my mind, this moment felt completely normal.

As I was watching the little imp, I noticed she was repeatedly running her palms down her legs, shaking her hand and twisting her hips from side to side. This worried me. She wasn’t normally a fidgety person.

“Jodie? Are you okay?”

Again I must have started her, for she jumped in her place.

“Y- yes I’m fine just a bit nervous is all.”

“I see.”

I didn’t know what to say to her. I suddenly felt my heart ache. Had I done something wrong? She was nervous. I didn’t know what to do! What was I supposed to do? I mean should I tell her to come out and get dressed or just keep pressing on? In that very moment,

the only thing I could think of wanting to do was crawling into my Top’s lap and hiding for a long while. So, that’s what I did. Sort of anyway.

I retrieved my phone from the coffee table and instantly sent a message to my Top. It was slightly frantic and dramatic.

                               Ma’am! Jodie finally agreed to let me help her. I spanked her with my hand

                                and now I’m about to use the strap! However, she is all nervous and in the corner

                                and everything. What do I do? I just want to run away.

Thankfully the reply I got was almost instant.

                              Little Bit breathe. Just do what I would do with you if the situation was reversed.

                                Assure her you aren’t going to hurt her and when you go to spank her put your

                                hand on her back to reassure her. But most of all breathe. It’s going to be okay.

                                You know what you are doing Little Bit. Let me know when you are done. I love

                                you, Little Bit.

I read her message with my heart racing several times. She was right I did know what I was doing. I mean mostly I knew the mechanics of giving a spanking. I had been on the receiving end enough times and had seen countless ones being given. I took another cleansing deep breath and called for Jodie.

“Jodie, hon why don’t you come over here and bend over the back of the couch.”

She slowly faced me waddling over, leggings and panties half-mast, to stand in front of me before she turned to the couch and almost jumped over the back of it due to her short stature.

“Hon, I will not hurt you okay? I promise you. If you need to use polar bear do so. I won’t judge if you need to.” I placed a hand on her lower back and gently rubbed circles for a moment allowing her time to get used to her position.

Finally, after we were both settled into our positions she looked back at me and told me, “I’m ready.”

I gave her bottom a gentle pat with my hand before picking up the strap and resting it on her bottom.

The room was silent around us until the strap rose and then fell on her still blushing cheeks.

SWISH, CRACK! The strap had landed in the middle of her bottom.

Her bottom rose into the air then squirmed like she was trying to get away. The red line across her cheeks indicated that the swat had indeed been true. Still, I pulled the strap back again and aimed it for the same place.


Her head flew up, “Lex!”

I placed the strap aside before taking a step towards Jodie rubbing her back again, “Relax and breathe hon. We can take it slower if you prefer.”

She shifted around, looking back at me, to talk to me again while staying in her appointed position with her legs dangling in the air, “No, it’s okay I was just being a bit of a brat that’s all.”

“Uh huh, that’s what I kind of figured.”

Moving aside, I swatted her bottom ten times with my hand as hard as I could. SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT on the right cheek and then SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT on the left cheek.

“Owie, ouch, hey! What was that for?!”

“For being a little bit of a brat.”

She tried to hide her giggles, however I didn’t notice the subtle movements of her body that gave her away. I shook my head glad that then tension was no longer there. While I did still feel like running out the front door to find my Top to hide into I knew I could finish this for her sake.

Picking up the strap I stood back and aimed a little lower on her bottom just under the red stripe that was already present.

SWISH, CRACK! the third stroke of the strap landed just where I had aimed and another mark appeared while I watched.


Jodie grabbed a pillow and hid into it trying to muffle the ragged breathing she was doing.

SWISH, CRACK! Another stripe in the exact same place. I knew her bottom must be on fire now, with a deep ache in her muscle. Up came her legs and back came her arms with this stroke. Unlike before, she didn’t say anything this time.

“Jodie, honey, make sure to keep your legs down and closed if you can I don’t want to hurt you.” Now I stood closer to her making sure to keep my left hand on her back while my right hand pulled the strap back and brought it down in a quick stroke across her sit spots SWISH, CRACK!

This time her reaction was delayed and I was thankful I had a hand on her back. She tried to stand up, however, her legs just dangled in the air, kicking frantically in the air.


“Young lady, I do not tolerate that language while spanking someone! If it happens again I will be washing your mouth out with soap.”

She cried into the cushion, “I’m sorry, Lex. I’m sorry. It hurt!”

“Last one. It’s going to be harder than the rest.”

She moaned, holding the pillow tighter. I raised the strap for the last time and brought it back, quickly connecting it across her sit spots. She yelped loudly into the pillow and relaxed in her place over the back of the couch.

I placed the strap aside again and stood beside her soothing her backside with my palm, “You did good hon. Whenever you are ready I’ll help you up.”

Her reply was almost instantaneous, “I’m ready, can you help me?

“Of, course hon.”

I carefully helped Jodie up off the back or the couch and immediately engulfed her in my arms in a secure hug which she returned.

Breaking the hug she told me, “Thank you, Lex. I think that helped. I needed that.”

She fixed her clothes and we went around to the side of the couch, sitting close side by side, not touching.

It was a bit awkward. I wanted her to cuddle on my lap, but I didn’t know her well enough to really make that offer. Instead, I leaned over and gave her another hug, which again she returned.

Now I wasn’t sure what to do. Looking at her she seemed to be trying to collect her thoughts and feelings so she would be ready for me to take her home.

“Hon, will you be okay if I go visit the ladies room? Then when I’m done if you are ready I will take you home?”

“Sure, Tall Girl that is fine.”

I pecked her forehead with a quick kiss, without thinking about it, picked up my cell phone again from the table and went down the hall to the bathroom.

Shutting the door behind me, I sank to the floor, head beginning to throb and back beginning to ache. I never knew just how much it could take out of someone to spank a person. I was suddenly more grateful for my Top’s steadfastness than before.


It’s done. I want to run away and be in your arms and hide there forever.

Ma’am must have been waiting for me to tell her how it went because the typing bubble popped up moments later,

                                                 Relax Little Bit. Stay with her and take care of her right now. This is

                                                Part of it too. I promise I will be here when you two are completely done.

                                                You can then be in my arms after that okay?

I held tight to that promise. I wanted to run away so bad. My insides had never felt as turbulent as it was now.

                                                Okay… I will… promise you will hold me later though even if

                                                It’s just virtually? I feel so… everything.



                                                Little Bit, I promise you I will take care of you as soon as you are

                                                Done with Jodie. Now, go back to her. I’ll talk to you later. *hugging

                                                you close*


                                                *hugging you back*


I went back into the living room to find Jodie pulling her sweater on and noticed she had gathered her bag and put her shoes on.

“I take it you are ready to get home?”

“Yeah, I think I better, I’m tired and it’s getting late.”

“Okay, hon let me grab my keys.”


Our ride to Jodie’s house was silent for the most part, other than a few random comments about the weather and traffic. I knew I was thinking about what had happened earlier and I had a suspicious feeling that she was thinking about the same things, which I’m sure was helped by her tender bottom.

I put the car in park in front of the house and turned to look at Jodie on the other side of the dark car, “How about we meet tomorrow for coffee? We can talk then and stuff.”

“That’s fine with me. 3 pm?”

“I’ll meet you there.” I leaned over and gave her quick hug and watched her climb out of my car and go up to the walk to her front door and enter inside.

I sat in the dark for a bit. Trying to collect myself for the ride home. I was also, mentally scolding myself for feeling the way I was right now. I made mistakes while spanking Jodie. I should have warmed her up more. We should have talked more before. She had been drinking! I replayed the entire night and cringed at all the things I did wrong.

I decided the over thinking and processing would be better off in my house while in my PJs.

Pulling into my driveway I felt my heart lighten when I saw ma’am’s car in the drive. Instantly, I knew she had come to check on me and take care of me if necessary even while my thoughts were with Jodie.

I walked into my living room and found her waiting for me, sitting on the couch where I had sat just a while earlier.

“Ma’am, you are here!”

“I told you I would be Little Bit.”

I didn’t say anything else other than going straight to her, sitting on her lap and hiding in her arms. She held me close and I felt waves of love and protection wrap around me. I knew I didn’t have to make any more decisions for a while and could just relax with my ma’am.

A Time For Everything Part 1

To the person, this is loosely based on. Thank you for everything you did for me then and everything you do for me now. But today specifically, thank you for being my first toppy experience. 😉

Part two of this is already written you guys 🙂 So, if you all are well-behaved brats and comment you may just get the second half of this story tomorrow if not maybe I’ll just have to wait. 😉


“You know Jodie the offer is always there.” I gently squeezed her forearm before getting up and moving to clear the dining room table of our dinner dishes.

Her hazel eyes followed my movements like a rabbit watching a fox, before she went to stand along with me, “Let me help clear up.”

“No it’s okay you are my guest. Sit finish, your drink.” I smiled at her and began collecting the dishes.

I entered into the kitchen and began to load the dishwasher. My mind was centered on the brat in my living room though. I didn’t want to pressure her to let me help her. That’s not something I could decide for her, but I could tell what she was in need of. She needed a spanking. Her shoulders were tense and eyes were not as bright and shiny as they normally were. We spoke often about the stress of her family life and her need for a few glasses of wine to relax at the end of the day. It made me worry for her, and also nervous that at some point we might find ourselves as top and brat, but that was a thought for the distant future.

Sticking the last plate into the rack I closed the dishwasher returned to find Jodie pacing from one side of the living room to the other, still sipping from her glass of red wine.

“Hon? Are you okay?” She jumped and spun round to face me. “Oh, hey are you sure I can’t help you with the clearing up? I’m being a bad guest.”

“Yes, hon I’m sure. It’s all loaded into the dishwasher now.”

I sat on the sofa, watching as Jodie grew quiet again slowly swirling the last remnants of wine around in the bottom of her glass. I felt my gut tighten. I had a feeling she was thinking more and more about the offer I had made her.

“You okay?”

“Huh? Yes. All is ooookay.”

“You know you can tell me anything if you need or want to.”

The room was without sound. So quiet I could hear my heartbeat pounding in my ears and the car buzzing by in the distance.

Her voice was unexpected and shaky, “Okay, yes.”

I looked at her completely confused. It took me a moment to realize what in the world she was talking about. I honestly had no clue. Finally, though I realized this was her version of asking for help, which made me want to find a door to run out of.

Something inside of me knew I needed to lead her into actually saying what she was talking about so I questioned her, “Yes what hon?”

“Well, you know, what you said earlier.” I felt my right eyebrow raise of its own volition.

“Hon, I need you to tell me, just so that we are clear with one another.”

She looked all around the room except at me, chewing on her nail a bit before muttering out, “Yes, I want you to try to help me. Only if you are sure.” I was relieved that she finally could admit what she wanted. At the same time though I was unsure I was the one that should be giving it to her.

“I am very sure hon. Tell me what you think you need.”

“Maybe some with the strap. I don’t need the cane tonight.”

I cringed inwardly, but made sure I didn’t make a face or even move my body. What this fiery little Brit didn’t know was I had never actually spanked anyone before! I definitely didn’t want the first time I do it to be using the strap. However, I knew there was a lot of tension between because we were learning each other still, so I nodded my head and held out my hand towards Jodie, “Come stand in front of me please.”

She racked her hand through her hair several times without saying anything before she slowly took my hand and came to stand in front of me.

I held her cold hands in mine and looked up at her.

“Can you tell me what your safe word is?”

It took her several long moments before she came up with it, “Polar bear.”

I gave her a hard look for more than one reason. She should know it like she knows her own name! And it honestly was a crazy safeword who uses polar bear?

“Okay, hon you say that if you need it. Do you want to say or ask anything?”

Her voice was a few octaves higher than normal, “Well… I just I wasn’t expecting you to do this… you know right now.”

”Well, we don’t have to do it right now, but there is no time like the present. We both have our courage up enough at this point that I think it will do you some good.”

“Oh, okay.”

“I care about you hon that’s why I’m giving you this spanking.”

As soon as the word spanking left my mouth she started fidgeting from foot to foot. I knew that feeling. Just the mention of the word could make the slightest of spanko squirm and have butterflies flying around in their gut.

I didn’t say anything else, but shakily reached for the waistband of her leggings and tugged them down to her midthighs making sure to avoid eye contact with pretty much everything other than my own lap. It was awkward as I tried to help her over my knee only to realize I probably should move to the middle of the couch before guiding her into place, which caused us both to giggle nervously.

Finally, with shifting and a lot of awkward moments, I got Jodie over my knees allowing her entire body to rest on the couch. I was silently thankful she was so little as I knew not what the hell I was doing.

I stared down at her pantie covered bottom. Nausea was hitting in waves and my palms were a sweaty mess.  I didn’t know what in the world I was doing. How does one spank somebody!

I finally snapped out of it when she wiggled around my lap, “Lex, you’re staring at my bum!”

I wrapped my arm around her waist much like my Top had done to me so many times before, raised my palm, lightly slapping it down in the middle of her cheeks.

The only indication she had even felt the slap was a slightly abnormal intake of breath.

Steeling my mind and trying with everything within me to repeat what had been done to my own backside so many times before, I raised my palm and slowly started awkward light swats all over her cheeks.

I sneakily checked my watch and realized I had randomly been swatting her for close to three minutes without so much as a squirm or ouchy. I knew from experience that I would definitely not be so still or quiet because it would already feel like a raging inferno was building in my backside. I knew it was time for the unavoidable. I needed to bare her bottom.

“Okay, hon can you uhm… lift your hips a little?”

She laid still for several moments before slowly shifting forward and pushing her bottom into the air. Carefully I hooked my fingers into her red panties and tugged them down just enough to uncover her bottom leaving them at mid-thigh.

I was disappointed to see that her cheeks were not even pink by now. I had indeed been spanking, however, not nearly hard enough apparently.

So, again I wrapped my arm around her waist, part of me secretly scared she would squirm off my lap, raised my palm and began to bring harder swats down on her cheeks. I was fascinated watching her skin actually begin to change colors as my palm repeatedly landed. However, soon I realized how much my hand actually hurt!

Apparently, giving a spanking wouldn’t just be an uncomfortable experience for the spankee, but also one for me as well! I couldn’t spank her for long before having to stop momentarily and shake my hand out before returning to spanking her.

This is what we did for over ten minutes. I would spank as long as I could, all over her bottom with what I would later realize was medium-light swats until. Then I would pause, shake my hand out before repeating the process all over again.

It felt like forever before her bottom was a uniform shade of pink. I was hot and beginning to sweat for the work out this was and from the body heat, we were sharing. However, the little brat over my lap had not moved much at all.

I stopped and rubbed her cheeks for a moment, relishing in the slight warmth her bottom was emitting. However, as I rubbed my hand over and across her bottom I realized I had not even spanked her sit spots at all. Which made me want to cry a little bit. I hadn’t been doing a good job of warming her up!

I carefully pushed my right knee into the air tipping her up exposing the underside of her bottom and sit spots to my hand. Carefully I methodically began to color her skin. I soon noticed the difference with swatting there! I had only visited each sit spot a few times before she began to jerkily move around my lap. I was actually glad to see she was starting to react because honestly, my arm was beginning to tire already. Who knew dishing out a spanking really could be hard work?

“Ouchy Lex! That stings!”

“I’m sure it does.” I tried to stay calm and focused on my task at hand. I knew I needed to ignore the creeping guilt that was coming into my mind, from knowing I was causing her pain. She wanted and needed this spanking.

Soon enough, however, I placed the last round of medium swats on each side of her cheeks. SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT on her right sit spot and another five swats on her other sit spot SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT.

When I stopped I gently ran my hand across her cheeks again, silently pleased that she was finally warmed up.

“Okay, hon. I think I want you to go stand in the corner for a bit. I didn’t plan well ahead and I need to go get my strap.”

She jerkily nodded and began the uncomfortable crawl off my lap. I grabbed her arm and helped her find steady feet. We both blushed as I pointed towards an empty corner in front of the couch.

She shuffled to the corner with her leggings and panties around her knees, bright pink bottom on display and pushed herself into the corner like she was trying to hide there.

I surprised even myself when my voice was firm but caring as I told her, “Okay you. Stay there for a bit I’m going to go get the strap and give you some time to think about what is happening okay?”

“Yes, Lex.”