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Charlotte smiled meekly and seductively at her Mistress, and climbed over her knee, also in a meek and seductive way. Her bottom was at the tip of her Mistress’s nose. “Oh my darling Charlotte, how happy you make me! You are beautiful outside and in, you are a joy to know as a person, and on top of all that, you need to be spanked, and have chosen me to do it for you!”

“Of course I have! You are just the same to me, you mean everything to me, there is nobody in the world I want to spank my bottom more than you!”

As Samantha gripped the knickers and waistband of Charlotte’s light summer trousers, to slide down, Charlotte revelled in the touch of her finger tips. “Oh you are so gentle!”

Samantha’s demeanour changed. It changed into the Mistress that Charlotte loved most of all. She stroked the bottom of Charlotte, gently, and said. “For now, but not for long!”

The quiet room almost fizzed as if electrically charged, like the hairs on your neck, before a lightening strike. The spanking atmosphere, that delicious moment as both are ready for the first smack, was at its height.

NOTE:-

Talking of being struck by lightening, I was once! Put me in hospital! For two seconds of my life, I flew like Superman! That is how I know about the hairs on the neck rising….it was like….”ooooh, that feels funny, what is…. BANG FLASH WALLOP!!!”

I could hear whistling in my ears for days, and like the effect of looking at a light bulb too closely I could see the image of the lightening in my vision, a band from top to bottom in my right eye. It killed nerves in my face, I smile lop sided now, and it is getting worse as I get older. My back had a bruise, almost a perfect circle, around four inches in diameter, with red dots all over it. On examination, on the hospital table, the doctor was touching my eye with something and I could feel nothing, just like having drops in. I was lucky, I had trainers on, the rubber soles stopped it going to earth! I would not be writing this otherwise. I would have died.

Buying a winning lottery ticket, no, not me, never been close. Getting struck at a chance of millions to one…no problem!

Every time there is a storm now, my wife sends me out to the top of Castle Hill, near to our house, with a length of copper pipe in my hands and tells me to shout ‘All Gods are Bastards!” ….funny that?! I wonder why?

Asa