Discovering my needs...  

rm_sub_katia 31F
27 posts
9/17/2005 1:14 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Discovering my needs...

What about this nasty ass...

Instead a long explication to explain, where my submissive tendencies are coming from, i would tell You a short personal story, happend in a small town in Switzerland. The adventure began in my children time. Was it the start on the long way of my life destination? Maybe you can understand it and tell me more about...

It was in a little town, better a village, in Switzerland, where i grow up and passed my children time. My father left his wife just after i was born. Even i was the only child, my mother had not much time for me. She had to working hard to assure the necessary for our life. So i was often alone, playing for myself.

My mother made my dresses by herself. But maybe for to safe in textile material, she cut my skirts or pants always very short. So people could easily see the whole length of my legs and sometimes even a part of the snow white panties covering my well rounded behind.

One day, i was just 8 or 9 years old, i played in a special short skirt in a small park near my mothers house. I just tried to climb up a tree as a girl or better a young woman around 16 or 17 years saw me, stopped her light motorbike and asked me, if I would enjoy to make a small tour with her on the bike.

And how i wanted it, of course! So she drove us out of town directly into the next wood. On small ways we passed over stones and wood. My bottom was hurt on the bare metallic seat and i asked the girl to stop a moment for relaxing. She really stopped. And i told her about my pain. With a contemptuous smile she asked me to show her the place of my pains. Thinking nothing bad i did it...

First she seemed full of pity. But then suddenly she threw me down to earth, turned me on my belly, sat on my back and said, that she has to examine this more exactly. She pulled my panties down. Her hand stroked the rounds of my bare croup. And suddenly - smack, smack, smack - she began to slap my well exposed ass.

I was not able to defend me - she was too big, too strong for me. Or could be that i not wanted to do much against. Who knows...

Of course i felt each of these hits. Tears ran down my face. And i began to moan, to cry. But the girl didn't stop. She put my panties in my mouth and kept on. The only sound in the woods was the hard slapping on my greasy globes. But he most awful for me was the shame about my nudity and the humiliating act!

But then, little by little, something exciting began to grow: a feeling as thousands of ants running up and down the maltreated skin of my ass. The pain on my burning butt had something wonderful! And it was a girl who gave me this!

Forgotten all my shame! Too marvellous, too exciting was this excitement, passing through my whole body, coming from the deepness of my pelvis. So i began to let me go and go. And when the girl after a long, long while stood up for to look after a bundle of nettles and a rod, i kept still waiting for the next delight...

The girl smiled and said, that i am a born spankee, made for a submissive life, with a heavenly butt that invites to be treated again and again as it should. But at the end she drove suddenly away, my panties in her saddle pocket. So i had to walking home on secret way - a crimson red ass under a too short skirt...

This was my first spanking experience. Impressed and attired by the magic power of another woman i began to watch the girl with the motorbike for a new encounter. But she never came again.

Long time ago, this experience! In the following years of my school time i tried to provoke the other girls for getting this magic sensation again. My mother never spanked me before. But then one night as i dreamed about the girl on the motorbike, discovering the secret pleasures of self-stroking, my mom caught me by surprise and i had to confess her why...

For a long while mom looked deep in my eyes. And then she said: "If this is your need, you can get it at home." This was the beginning of a wonderful teenager time. Quickly mom found the reasons for regular spanking sessions...

At this time i discovered that, when i felt an urge, it was much more exciting to hold it on as long as possible. So i began to enjoy the cramps of an overfilled bladder and these marvellous sensations of liberation, when after all the golden stream flow out of my pipi hole. But unfortunately sometimes i missed the right moment. So my white panties often presented some wet or yellow spots. My mother got into the habit to control my panties periodically. And of course she found each time the reason of a punishment. For her and my pleasure.

Today, 19 years old, i live alone, a single in an small own apartment. Masturbation is my favorite play. And i do it excessively, several times a day, dreaming often while my fingers run my vagina about the girl with the motorbike and my strict mom. My panties are the most time wet. Nobody punish me for this. But sometimes my naughty butt is tingling. And i feel a longing...


rm_Tommy3205 32

9/23/2005 7:48 pm

sehr attraktiv dein nice ass,in verbindung mit diesem wohlgeformten Busen und dem sehr sympatischem gesicht(super nettes lächeln und ein sehr verführerischer blick)würd ich doch glatt in der schweiz urlaub machen


drsantaclause 35M
1 post
8/30/2007 2:45 pm

that is as sweet as a nut.


rm_Cypl0zic0n 37M
231 posts
7/24/2008 7:55 am

Its been since 2005 i have been searching for you... will get you one day...
Luv.


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