The Scottish Spanker

After my encounter with the visiting professor, at the hotel, my curiosity and desire about spanking was sky high. I just couldn't wait to try it again. I had been talking for a few months with a really experienced spanker from Scotland. At first his descriptions of his spanking toys scared me a bit, but after my first experience I was ready to meet him, he was the real thing. 

He liked sports gear (another one) but was less into jockstraps, so I went again in my Adidas training suit but with my blue Speedos instead of underwear. The guy looked surprisingly friendly for someone who took the spanking fetish to a certain level (his profile on the dating app was all about that). He was aware that I was practically virgin on this issue so he wanted to make me confortable about it and take it easy. I did send him my report with the hotel guest before we met, and he concluded he was not a real spanker and did not behave correctly. He wanted to give me a proper introduction to this world.

So first he told me to sit on his sofa and started playing a spanking video on his laptop. Soon the sound of slaps became the background music for our talk. He was asking me what attracted me to this and what did I believe I could enjoy and how much I could endure. I was careful not to sound too eager about a hard spank, the pain did scare me a bit, and specially any marks that could remain visible - by then the guy of the video was almost with his butt purple. Then he started to explain me all about his tools and where he bought them, including one bought at a farming fair and made specifically for horses - somehow that information only turned me more, yep, I was rock hard by then and couldn't hide it with my training suit. He didn't mention it, but looked and smiled at the tent in my pants. 

- Let's try them smoothly so that you understand the differences, get on my knees. 

I quickly obeyed as by now I was really eager to start. He did a few test-slaps with his hands to understand the intensity I preferred, I kept saying it could be harder, but then he said it would be enough like that, he didn't want me to regret it later. All his care only made me feel more at ease with the situation.

He then told me to stand up and drop my pants, which I did, completely exposing my erection through the thin speedos. "Glad you're enjoying" was the only comment, and I quickly obeyed the hand sign to lay again on his lap. It was a nice feeling the friction of my hard cock against his upper leg while he gave me a taste of each of his toys. Some really took me over the edge and my moaning became more intense, my breathing heavier. Soon it was no longer a demonstration but just a real spanking session, on full speed. I also could barely distinguish the tools anymore, the whip was the only one I found easily distinguishable. But the different paddles, plastic, leather or wood, were just different tones of pain. 

The constant smacks and the friction of my cock against his leg were tacking me over the edge, and when he pushed down my speedos and my cock  could freely brush against his hairy leg - did I mention he was only wearing shorts? - I became really on the verge of cuming. And when I finally put it into words, "I think I'm gonna cum", he suddenly stopped everything! It was like getting a bucket of cold water:

- It's time for you to go home. Do not touch yourself. I don't let my spankees to cum. You must go back home like that. 

He grabbed a mirror and said, "look, this is how your butt looks like". It was sore and red, and felt so hot, and it looked so hot, I just loved how it looked. "You can put some cream if you want, but in any case tomorrow there shouldn't be any sign left". I asked him to take a picture with my phone and he did. I really wanted a souvenir. Although I was disappointed for not cuming I understood his point and felt glad that I managed to respect it. I had to cover the front of my pants with my jacket while crossing by a neighbor on my way out though.

Of course once home my torso became quickly inundated by several jets of my cum while I looked to the picture on my phone. The heat coming from my butt only made it more intense. What a day!