The Visitor

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Over many years now I have offered a spanking service…

I have asked my dear friend Kate to act the role of Harriet, a lady who just could not wait to be spanked, and could not decide how!

Women just contact me now, I hardly ever advertise unless on PP for a specific part in a story. Most women who contact me do it after a secret conversation with a friend, or by reading one of my stories, or via social media, usually Twitter or Tumblr

One such lady was Harriet.

As often happens she sent me a message, which eventually led to a cyber spanking! Then she said ¬†she wished she was brave enough to come. My response is nearly always the same…’come for tea and cake, let’s talk.’

To be honest, it very rarely ends in just a talk! It usually ends up with their bottom all aglow and walking away with a deep feeling of relaxation and…

“I wish I had known about you years ago! See you soon!”

Harriet was probably the most excited woman I have ever ‘serviced with a spanking’.

On her arrival she was visibly shaking, I thought it was just nerves, but it was a combination of this and pure excitement!

I took her to the school roomc, most girls want to see it first.

“Oh Mr Jones, I can hardly believe I am here, I have seen it so many times on line!”

I could tell straight away what was coming, as I saw her turn around at the stool. “Oh Mr Jones, I have seen so many of ‘your girls’ draped over this! I want my belly to lay where there’s have! Spank me now!”

Before I could answer her bottom was bare!

I must say it was hard to resist, but it is me who is in charge, not my visitors.

“Not yet, young lady, be patient. You have at least four rooms to see on your first visit. All filled with spanking apparatus. I am in charge here, that was naughty of you, trying to take control of your visit. ¬†Especially in my school room. And you know what naughty girls get.”

“Oh yes, Mr Jones, a spanking. Sorry Sir.”

“I won’t forget.”

“Oh good.” Came a cheeky, blushing reply.

Harriet is like this, she still comes often :smiles:….blushing Harriet?

She turned and saw Neddy.

Neddy is a little rocking horse, and isthe favourite of Harriet, as she found out on a visit later than this one. It is also the favourite of a client whom I must mention, not by name, but by uniform.

She works for a company whose staff have to wear a bright red business suit. That is all I can say. She loves to wear it, minus skirt and knickers as I make her gallop to orgasm as I crop her pleasingly plump beautiful bottom.

I make her gallop faster and faster, jumping over imaginary gates, streams and hedges. When she cums she gallops so fast, that it is a wonderment to see, she squeals and pushes down, grinding I to the saddle as I stripe her bottom with the crop mercilessly.

She always gushes, profusely, and her love juices run freely down the saddle. I never, ever, clean it. If a girl wants to ride it and avoid the stain I place a wipe on the saddle.

anyway…Harriet adds her own pattern to the mosaic, and beautiful and dirty it remains!

“ohhhh Neddy! I have seen Neddy in your photos lots!” Said Harriet as she walked to it.

And rode it!

Not just rode it, but like an Olympic equestrian she galloped magnificently as if on some cross country chase!

She laughed as she swung the crop around and shouted in good old county Squire fashion…”Tally Ho!”