She blushed and I knew he did. "Why do you ask that?"
"I woke up one night and heard slapping sounds and moaning coming from your room. I thought if you were being hurt you would yell so I didn't investigate."
"Well yes he does. He just started doing it again. They are just playful. It makes him feel powerful and I admit I get pretty excited with the Tarzan and Jane scene. Does Bobby spank you?"
"Yes and it makes me so excited I am looking forward to the next time. I guess the tendency must be in our genes."
"Either that or we are throwbacks to an earlier time. Years ago women were spanked a lot. Even whipped while they were nude. I used to read a lot of history. Some of the books have pictures would you like to see them."
"Yes. Do you need help bringing them here?"
"No there are only three with pictures. I'll be right back."
When she came back carrying the books she said, "Wow I had forgotten what it was like to have a shaved pussy. I could feel the breeze against it when I ran downstairs and I could feel the lips moving together when I went up the stairs. They must have moved like that when I had hair but I never noticed it."
"She was obviously very interested in the pictures as the pages had been bent over to mark their location. They were all of girls being whipped while tied to posts, trees, or crosses. She finally got to her favorite. A woman with a great body was hanging by ropes that went out of sight at the top of the picture while a muscular man with his shirt off and a hood was whipping her on a platform surrounded by people.
June said breathlessly, "Look at the detail in this one. Even though he is hitting her back which is not too sexy you can see where the ends of the thongs came around to leave marks on her breasts, stomach, and even her pussy! Except for the pain that must have been terribly exciting."
I was about to tell her that I knew exactly what it felt like when I had second thoughts. This was just her fantasy, she may be very shocked by reality, so said instead, "Have you ever been whipped?"
Rather than answer she said, "I could use a drink. Would you like one?"
When I said yes she went to the kitchen and came back with a tray with a fifth of vodka, a liter of 7up, a bowl of ice and two glasses. She made us very strong drinks with half 7up and half vodka and we drank them as we leafed through the books to find more pictures. The rest of them either had men or women with just their backs showing. I lost interest and repeated my question.
She hesitated then said, "You have to promise never to tell anyone."
"Sure. I promise. Tell me about it."
"Well after you were born we decided we should have a house with a yard instead of our little apartment. Jim thought he would be getting a raise so we overextended ourselves to buy the house. Unfortunately after making payments for three years the company he was working for was bought out and he and most of the other men were laid off. He had to take another lesser paying job and I had to go to work. Since I had no skills the only job I could find was working for a lawyer as a receptionist/secretary. I had only had a short course in typing in high school so I was really slow. One day I typed up a contract and transposed some numbers. He came boiling out of his office just irate saying if he had not caught the error the company would have lost hundreds of dollars. I apologized and felt very fortunate he had not fired me because I had already been all over town looking for work before I found the job with him.
The next morning he called me into his office and handed me a whip made of six leather thongs nailed to a broom stick. It looked a lot like the whip in the book. He said,'If you ever make a dumb mistake like that again you are going to get a spanking. Put this in your desk drawer as a reminder.If you can't handle the idea I will accept your resignation. There are a lot of women looking for work.'
I just couldn't lose the job. We needed every penney of my salary and I had too much pride to tell Jim I had been fired for incompetence. Just by accepting the whip I knew I was committing myself to a whipping eventually but I didn't think I had a choice and now that I look back on it I realize the possibility excited me.
A few days later I brought in a letter for signature that had a few spelling mistakes. He looked up at me and said,'You have misspelled collateral, contractual, and aptly, incompetence. Go get your whip,lock the front door, and put out the closed sign.'
When I came back into his office and handed him the whip he told me there were thirty-three letters in the correct spelling of the words and that would be the amount of spanks I would get.He had me lay my breasts and stomach on his desk. Then he went behind me and pulled my skirt and slip up over my back so I only had my panties to soften the lashes. The first ten stung terribly and I couldn't stay still. He solved the problem by tieing my ankles to the legs of the desk with some spare neckties he had in the office. Then he said, 'Let's see how you are doing.' To my mortification he pulled down my panties as far as he could down my wide spread legs. I began to get excited when he began to stroke and knead my bottom while telling me that he didn't know why I had been jumping around since my butt was just a little red. Then he started again and I found instead of being worse on my bare bottom it was better since the excitement seemed to be greater than the pain. I became so excited I was disappointed when he stopped. Then he told me to leave off my panties and keep my skirt and slip up so my bare ass would be on the chair to remind me not to make any more mistakes.
Before it was time to quit he came out to see if I was sitting on my bare butt as told. I was, in fact I might have done it on my own because it kept me reminded of the spanking and the excitement. He told me to come into his office to check for any damage. He backed me up to a mirror and had me hold my skirt up to my waist so I could check my bottom. It was not what I expected at all! I thought there would be big bruises but no matter how I twisted to see everything I could only see a few faint pink marks I knew would go away soon. I turned my head back to him to tell him how surprised I was that there was so few marks when I realized that all the time I had been holding up my skirt to check my butt he had been staring at my pussy. I dropped the skirt and blushed. He just laughed, 'Have a good time blushing. If you don't get your act together you will be too used to being naked to blush. Now go on home. Incidentally I have decided that I like you in spite of your occasional errors so I have decided to give you a ten percent raise. It will show on your next check. I was sure that the truth was that he liked my errors since I let him punish me for them. In spite of this I was happy about the raise since I knew Jim would be pleased. He was so happy he made love to me for the first time in two weeks. I was thinking about the spanking while we made love. Jim told me that a raise really made me excited."
"June.. You aren't going to tell me your boss quit spanking you from then on are you. I know men love doing that."
"Oh gosh. I am embarrassed to tell you about that. Do you really want to hear more?"
"Yes of course! If you tell me more I'll tell you about Bobby spanking me."
"Well okay. You tell me first."
"I told her about my birthday spanking but she was not really impressed.
"That is nothing. Your dad gave me birthday spankings every year till I went to work."
"Yeah but it made both of us very excited and he made love to me afterward. Did your boss want to fuck you?"
"No he never did. I thought that was strange. It makes your dad excited. I suspect he got off by whipping me since he was always so mellow afterward."