Walking Up - Ten Years Later Walking Up By Otkforu They say that you always remember your first and this was very
true of my very first spanking date. Ten years later Lori and
I still keep in touch with each other and still care about each
other. Life sometimes makes it not possible for people to marry,
but the special times we shared and the love and caring we continue
to have for one another are probably stronger than those found
in many marriages. This May 8 will mark ten years since that very
first date. It will be a day that I will experience many emotions.
And then life will go on.
Prologue
This past Dec 29th marked the 10th anniversary of my first communication
with Lori. Of course, back then I didn't know her as Lori, since
the name she used to contact me was Anna. I was slightly more
than one year removed from a divorce and my friend Larry had given
me as an early holiday present, software for an online service
called Prodigy.
I had seen Prodigy in action on my friend Larry's computer and
I thought it might serve as a way to help me to focus on other
things in life, and take my mind off of my troubles. It had been
one month prior that I had gotten my first computer. It was a
Tandy computer with a mammoth 40MB hard drive. That's a right
folk; I said Mega byte, not Gigabyte. My first modem allowed me
to enjoy a speedy 2400bps connection and I was off and running.
I visited some of the Prodigy bulletin boards and enjoyed the
online banter. I spent most of my online time at various Pets
bulletin boards and also just explored all that Prodigy had to
offer. One day, I decided to search for spanking. I couldn't find
much out there, but I did stumble across an area that was called
the "Support Groups" Bulletin board. It was there that I posted
my first ever note about spanking. I called the post, "Strange
Desires." I remember saying that there was something that I enjoyed,
that most people would not enjoy. I was too shy and nervous to
say what it was, so I invited anyone who wanted to know, to Email
me. I got several Emails and when I said I was into spanking,
all of the folks who had emailed me seemed to be very understanding
of what I liked, even if they themselves didn't have an interest
in it. Then, one fine day this guy Emails me and says, "Hey, you
should check out the Frank Discussions Bulletin Board. The things
they talk about there even make me blush." So, I did a search
and found the "Frank Discussions Bulletin Board." I remember that
this part of the Prodigy service had a disclaimer warning of adult
content. After accepting the warning, I entered and immediately
did a word search for "spanking."
I found many posts there from people who said they were into spanking.
I was feeling nothing short of exhilaration. It was so exciting
to see that other people actually shared this interest in spanking.
I was absolutely spellbound. I didn't believe that people ever
met in real life for spanking play, and figured hot Email was
going to be as good as it would get. It was late December, a few
days before New Years Eve when I posted my first-ever spanking
message. I remember that I called the subject, "Spanking Corner,"
which was the title of a spanking column I had discovered as a
teenage boy in a newspaper called "Candid Press." I hadn't realized
it at the time, but I was about to embark on a journey that would
forever change my life.
Part 1
It had been another fun-filled day at the office and I was happy
to be home. It was a cold - winter evening, the temperature hovering
near the freezing mark. I had just arrived home and was sitting
by my computer as it booted up. My heart was pounding in my chest
as I began to log on to the Prodigy Service. I heard the sounds
of the modem shaking hands with the Prodigy computers and I was
online. I stared at the screen and the New Mail sign was all lit
up. I had new email!
I was hoping to see the name Lisa Pazzinni there. Lisa was a 19-year-old
girl who had replied to one of my posts on the Prodigy Frank Discussions
Bulletin Board. She had told me that even at her advanced age,
her father still spanked her. And not only did he still spank
her, but that he spanked her bare- bottomed. And what was even
better was the fact that Lisa was local to me, living just on
the other side of the George Washington Bridge. Yes, I wanted
very much to hear from Lisa again. I was disappointed to see the
name Anna Rodriguez in my mailbox. I didn't know who this person
was and I really didn't care to. I only wanted Lisa but Lisa wasn't
in my mailbox that cold December evening. So, since Anna was there,
I opened her message.
It was the evening of Dec 29, 1992 and her message was simple.
She was replying to my "Spanking Corner," post and she said that
she would like to speak with me, via Email only. No public replies!
I wrote to her and we started an Email relationship. I couldn't
stand her. She was nasty and seemed to play head games all the
time. No matter what I said, she had to find fault with it. She
simply wasn't very nice and I wanted Lisa!
After doing my best to get along with Anna, it soon became apparent
to me that I would have to end things with her. I flamed her online
(I didn't know it was called flaming back then) and told her to
leave me alone. I thought I had finally gotten rid of her, when
a few days after the New Year, she wrote to me again, only this
time, she told me her real name, and that she didn't live in Maryland,
and that she was married. She said that she liked me and she didn't
know how to react to me, since liking me wasn't anything she bargained
for when she first replied to my post. She lived in NY and was
local to me, which also served to make her feel very nervous about
being too nice to me. We quickly grew close and over the next
four months shared a lot about our lives together. I suppose it
would be accurate to say that we fell in love online. I soon forgot
all about Lisa.
I begged and pleaded with her to meet me, but she refused. She
kept promising me that we'd meet in June, but June seemed like
a lifetime away, but there was nothing I could about it. I kept
asking her and finally, we had our first date. It was my first
time ever out on a date with a woman who was into spanking. They
say that you always remember your first, whatever that first thing
is. Your first ballgame, your first love, your first mother-in-law,
OK, many of us try to forget that but you get the idea. Your first
ANYTHING is special and in many instances it serves to determine
whether or not you will continue to maintain interest in that
given endeavor. . I wanted very badly for my first spanking date
to go well. Not really for me per se, but for Lori. I very much
wanted to make her happy.
What will follow are the events leading up to that first date,
as well as the date itself. This May 8 will be the 10th anniversary
of that first spanking date and I hope you will enjoy reading
and sharing this experience with me.
Part 2
It now had been over four months since I first met Lori out in
cyber space. Each and every day I would find new reasons why she
should meet me, yet she always found a reason why she couldn't.
This is not to say that we didn't have some real time contact.
I had given her my address and she would send me "surprise packages"
via snail mail. All this did was to strengthen my resolve to meet
her before June.
There was a certain magic I felt whenever we spoke on the phone.
Oh, we did that a lot. We would be hours on the phone night after
night. Our online life was pretty enjoyable too. We would post
on the Prodigy bulletin board where there was a role-playing thread
ongoing. We made many online friends and I would look forward
with great eagerness to signing on again and venturing into that
magical land of spank school. It was back then that I first invented
the character of Janitor Steve. Yes, things were going pretty
well. I found out that there weren't two guarantees in life, but
three. The first two I already knew about: death and taxes. The
other one which I came to learn was "Lori will not meet Steven
until June."
One day in late April, I was trying to talk Lori into meeting
me. This became a most frustrating, yet addictive hobby for me.
I made my best pitch and it took me a few minutes to regain consciousness
after she actually said OK. We had our date planned now for May
8, 1993. Here is where things got interesting.
While on the phone with Lori, she informed me that during her
childhood, she had a very bad experience on an elevator and was
unable to ride in them. It should be noted here that I live in
a co-op, and I reside on the 20th floor. I told Lori that I knew
she was simply being a brat, but she remained steadfast. I decided
to make Lori a deal. I told her to post to our online friends
her side of the story and then I would post that if I had to walk
up 20 flights of stairs, that I'd probably die of a massive heart
attack. (OK, I admit that I was being a bit melodramatic there,
but I didn't want to walk while there were two elevators available).
Lori posted a thread on the bulletin board that due to a bad childhood
experience, she was unable to ride in elevators. I posted that
I didn't believe that Lori had any elevator phobia and in fact,
she was just being her loveable bratty self. Of course, this was
met with strong opposition from Lori who continued to insist that
she could not ride in an elevator and that I'd have to walk with
her up the stairs to my place. I knew that I had to put a stop
to this insanity, so I did what any self-respecting spanker would
have done; I posted a retort to her claim of an elevator phobia.
I figured all my DOM friends would support me, after all, would
they want my death on their hands? Besides, I figured us TOPS
had to stick together. So, I waited for the people to respond.
Lori's bratty friends were the first to reply. No great surprise
there, they were all on her side. 'Oh Steven, you have to be a
gentleman and walk with her," was on reply. Another one went something
like, "You can't let her walk up the stairs alone. What if someone
is lurking there and hurts her." I bided my time. Finally, a few
of my fellow spankers posted and they were ALL ON LORI'S SIDE.
I was crestfallen and shocked beyond belief. I simply could not
believe it. Finally, after dozen's of pro-Lori posts, one guy
(who is a fairly regular poster to this Newsgroup) posts that
"If Lori really loves Steven as much as she says she does, then
she won't want to try and make him walk up those stairs, if he
says that doing so could cause him harm." Finally, someone agreed
with me!! I was doing the dance of joy. Then, two minutes later
he is back, saying that he had given it some more thought and
had decided that I should walk Lori up the stairs. It had been
a landslide. A total shut out. I was going to walk up the stairs
One week prior to our meeting, I did a test run to the Pet shop
where we were going to meet. The name of the place was Mutts and
Butts and of course, I just loved the name. I decided to take
a test drive there, because I didn't want to get lost and be late
for that first date. I was able to find the place and then I felt
better. Lori told me that night that she had been walking past
the parking lot, and saw me pull up. I had mentioned to her that
I was going to make a test run there, so Lori saw me, but I never
saw her, nor would I probably have known it was her even if she
had walked right in front of me. That was May 1. The following
week seemed like a year.
Finally, May 8 arrived. I drove out to Mutts and Butts and I'll
never forget what happened. I arrived on time, parked my car and
noticed another car there. I knew it was Lori. I watched as she
got out of her car and I found my heart in my throat. It was one
of those magical moments. I kissed her and if I had loved her
before, I loved her more at that moment. Then, we went on our
date. We went to the New York Aquarium and had a wonderful time.
During the ride home, Lori kept directing me to drive on some
of the busiest roads in the city. Yes, she was being a real brat.
Finally, we arrive at my building.
The time had come for me to walk the stairs. Lori was very much
into aerobics and I was very much in to my remote controls. So,
she ran up the stairs, while I followed her. To amuse myself during
the climb, I swatted her butt as she wiggled it in front of me.
Lori only had to give me CPR and jump-start my heart twice. After
that, I was able to make it all the way to the top.
After opening the front door, I almost collapsed on my sofa. Lori
looks at me and suggests that I sign on to Prodigy to see if there
were any new posts. Of course, I did as she had requested. I see
a new post and click on it to read it. Lori stands up and walks
behind me, looking over my shoulder at the monitor. I read the
following: "Hi Steven. I am standing behind you looking over your
shoulder as you are reading this. You see, I knew you could make
it up the stairs. I'd like to thank all of our friends for going
along with me on this joke." It seemed that Lori had emailed our
friends prior to her posting and she told them that she was only
joking and that she would never make me really walk up the stairs.
I really began to laugh, and then, I took her straight over my
lap. I was about to give my first ever spanking to an adult who
I had met online and who I knew really loved to be spanked. I
was petrified because I didn't want to do anything wrong to ruin
things. I spanked her very gently until she turned around and
said, "wimp." That was my signal that I could spank her a bit
harder and I did.
I asked her permission if I could lift her dress and she said
yes. I spanked her for what seemed like forever on the seat of
her panties, until she finally turned and looked over her shoulders
at me and said, "I must be very red." I smiled at her and said,
"Well, there is only one way I can now that for sure," to which
she replied, "It's OK." At that moment I remember looking up at
the ceiling and saying, "Thanks to whoever invented the modem!"
I slowly lowered Lori's panties and them proceeded to give her
a good sound spanking. After the spanking, we had some very special
moments that I feel are best kept private. There would be many
more of those moments ahead.
Epilogue
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