The "better" way
By Ron J

It is not necessary to try to explain how I felt.
I guess the story is more of what I was dealt.
For a while there I figure now I missed a sign
And inadvertently missed you but not by design.

I should have caught on with the hints you gave
But my mind didn't click so I always forgave.
What you were looking for, it now seems to me
Was someone like me to take you over his knee.

But not wanting to read too much into your word
I never responded in case you thought me absurd.
So we went on for a time just being naively routine
When all along we could have been living our dream.

But then life changed when we watched a movie one night
You said at the end that the male star was slow to see the light.
The movie we were watching at that lucky moment of fate
Was Mc Lintock, which I will replay for us on every new date.

Right after the movie ended, I grabbed for your arm
You read my eyes and then showed no more alarm.
So over my knee you went with your bum in the air
But of course now that I had started I didn't stop there.

I untied your sweat pants lowering them to your thighs
But staring me up in the face, answered all the "whys".
In front of my face written on your panties in red pen
Was the words take me down, you can spank me then.

You looked back to see the reaction on my face
The smile that developed I never wanted to erase.
I patted your firm bottom caressing each cheek
"your wish is granted, now let me take a peek"

As I lifted the panties over your curvaceous bum
Exposing more to my stare was a delight to come.
I slowly slid your panties down, a little, then more
Not wanting to spoil this moment forever more.

For if I died at that moment, I had seen a heavenly sight
Spanking that lovely bottom would be a fantastic delight.
As it quivered in its nakedness, exposed completely to my gaze
I reflected momentarily before proceeding to the next phase.

You look back again perplexed, wondering why the long delay,
But I answer that look with "we are going to do this MY way."
You body shudders then relaxes at hearing my firm reply
Then you settle back down in a more comfortable way to lie.

John Wayne my dear, I am not
And a coal shovel that I aint got
But your bottom will sting a lot
When my hand spanks one spot

"Now my dear it is time to spank your on the bare.
I see this is a interest that we both find we share
So from this day forth your bum will get it needs met
You not getting away with anything, now things are set."

Well a bottom that's waiting for its spanking can't be ignored,
So I start to spank your bare bottom as your current reward.
I develop a nice rhythm spanking each cheek alternately,
And build the sting up till you start the "ow's" fortunately.

I was beginning to wonder if your bottom was made of leather
For all my hard spanks, the effect seemed like I was using a feather.
Well if I was to have the effectiveness of John Wayne's technique
My mind wandered to what I had in the house that was totally unique.

I remember a bath brush that was certainly worthy of the task
So I stopped the hard spanking and then proceeded to ask.
"Get up right now and bring me the bath brush from the cupboard"
"It may not be a coal shovel, but it is not something to look toward."

You come back fondling the feel of that exquisite heirloom
With a great big smile for me as you re-enter the main room.
As you hand me the brush and stretch out across my knee,
I decide this bath brush will make a John Wayne out of me.

Well I deliver that brush firmly to you left cheek with a SPLAT.
I know right there and then, I would be plenty of reaction after that.
For you yell with a long "oooooooooooowww" followed by a "geeze".
"Man than brush stings, I don't think you should use it on me, please

Now I found something that has certainly got your attention
Using the bath brush spanking from now on was my intention.
With a new SWAT suddenly delivered to match the red patch
I wasn't surprised at all now, that your reaction was a nice match.

You hollered at the sting and asked me to not spank so hard,
But my answer back was another SWAT to show my disregard
Three blotches now showed on your bottom in vivid bright red
"you wanted a real spanking, my dear, at least that what you said."

I decided now is the time to give you a full spanking with the brush
And after just 25 strokes to your bum, I had turned you into mush
The tears were flooding out and your crying was now in earnest.
Your arms were flailing and your legs kicked during all the rest.

Your bottom was literally bucking around like a wild horse
But I continually delivered the brush as a matter of course.
When I finally let you get up off the couch, after a flurry
Your dancing would have made a proud Arthur Murray.

Then I yelled out to you "Did I say you could rub your bum"
"I have a special cream in the glass jar there, if you want some."
"Bring it to me and I'll massage into each cheek for you.
Just lay over my knee now and I'll apply a dab or two.

I massage your bottom to the "ah's" of supreme delight
Until a bang was heard in the room that gave me a fright
I get up quickly and pull the door open, but to my shock
Your girl friend runs past me before I can even take stock.

I turn around quickly and grab her by the arms before she gets away.
"Come here, sit on the couch, you two have a lot to explain, today"
Well seeing that there is no way out and that you've been caught,
You decide seeing the brush; it would be better to tell me the lot.

"We were talking about you at lunch and I suggested to rent Mc Lintock."
"She said it wouldn't do any good; you seemed to have a mental block."
"Well we started to debate it, then a bet was formed. I said it would work"
You start to blush, as I know now which side you took and slyly smirk.

I grab you again and land you back across my knee in a flash
Your girl friend retreats, but with a look, she knows not to dash
I then deliver the brush firmly till your tears flood again
But punctuate each swat with "now do believe that I can"

"Yes, Ron, I do believe you, so you can stop my spanking now."
"I'm still not sure you do." SPLATT. Your friend says "WOW,
If you could see how red your bottom you'd never have made the bet."
When I finally stop I ask, "Now tell me what exactly was the bet you set"

You don't tell me, but more of the brush convinces you well
For your bare bottom is so sore now, it is starting to swell.
"Well, Ron we both liked spanking, when we met on the net."
"So you see, spanking was going to be some part of the bet."

The winner got to go to the store and watch the other buy a ping paddle
Then tell a male store clerk that you only wanted one and not 'skid addle'.
If he said, "no, you need two, that's why they are only sold as a pair",
Then you must say "it's not for a game, it's used on my bum when it's bare."

Then you must go to counter and while paying for the two paddles with him,
Ask, "what's the guarantee, my husband spanks hard as he works at a gym."
"Ron, that was our bet, it's the truth, but now I've to fulfill the bet"
"I say well say for not believing in me that's what you get."

I say, matter of fact, as I release you from your position across my knee
"I am going to go there with you and girl friend. This I have got to see!"
Your faces blushes at the thought of me being right there in the store
But then it a small price to pay I guess for you now get spanked more.

As you pull up your panties and ease them in place,
Your smile is stretched right across your sweet face.
You run over and give me a big hug, ignoring your friend
But we're all glad that things worked out well in the end.

Ron J