Desperately seeking surrogate: I need a Mommy to spank me severely...


...so I went on-line to check out the spanking chat rooms. After filling out all the required information, I clicked and sent it to the server...and waited...and waited...then this flashed up on my screen:

NEXT.

Please tell us a little bit more about your needs. Are you a dom or a sub, for example. Are you seeking a male or a female hook-up? A younger or an older spanking contact...


My fingers paused over the keyboard.  How much should I declare?  Any mistake at this stage would mean the whole attempt to enter the spankers' chatroom would fail.  I started to write:


I am seeking an understanding, strict Mommy who will put me over her knee and spank me harshly, but then rub my hot bottom gently and say soothing things to me in a soft murmur. I am seeking an older woman who can own and control me...who will expect both instant obedience and absolute devotion...


No...it read as if I was trying to find a bitch-queen. Some cruel tart in shiny black P.V.C. who would tie me up and cane me viciously until my bottom was bleeding.  I deleted the instant obedience and absolute devotion...and added:

If I could express it in a few words my needs are these: 

   "I'm sorry Mommy...put me over your knee and punish me..."

   "Hurt me Mommy...please...spank my bare bottom...hard....harder..."

  "I have wet your nylons Mommy...I wet them as you spanked me...use the hairbrush now, please Mommy...use the hairbrush on my bare bottom...until I howl...punish me mercilessly for splashing my sticky mess over your shiny nylons..."


Who the hell is going to respond to that?  Was it a bit too much?  But it was...honest.  Direct.  Straight from the heart of my longings.  My fevered imaginings.  Wait.  I'd better edit that bit...there, that's better.  I deleted ...until I howl...and replaced it with the words...punish me with loving understanding, please Mommy..."


NEXT.

Please confirm your personal profile details:

I am a male looking for a female.

I am a sub looking for a dom.

I wish to take part in strict mother-naughty boy role play.

I wish to experience discipline and correction.

I want to experience moderate to severe spanking.

I am willing to accept corporal punishment involving belts and hairbrushes. No canes, just yet.

I understand that as a sub I will be forced to experience erections and ejaculations.

PLEASE CONFIRM.


I sighed softly as I pressed the button down gently.  There.  It was done.  I had opened up my deepest, darkest desires to anyone out there in cyber space who visited the spankers' chatroom.  Would there be any woman...between forty and fifty-five...willing to be a strong, warm but stern Mummy...any woman looking to punish a man, similar age, no strings attached, but strictly in the role of being his...Mommy?

I came back from the kitchen with a cheese roll and a black coffee.  There was a response sitting waiting for me on the screen. I clicked eagerly and was thrilled to read:

Hi there, naughty boy.  Mommy wants a little word with you.  Mommy loves you...you know that...but now and then Mommy has to put you over her knee and take your shorts down and...have a little chat about your behaviour.  

Mommy always accepts your apologies and says "That's all right, there, there..." as she palms your bare bottom  soothingly yet dominantly...you submit and surrender to the spanking she administers and sometimes your little cock grows fat and hard and you press down into Mommy's nylon-sheathed thighs and as the loud spanks ring out around the bedroom a hot pulse thrills along your fierce erection...you wriggle and squirm and work your cock into her warmth...then you ease your bare hot bottom up a fraction and drive the wet snout of your shining glans into Mommy's thigh...the nylon burns your sensitive flesh...your scream softly and clench your teeth as Mommy spanks you at least twelve times in severe succession with her hot hand...and you shoot your thick liquid joy out all over her...don't you? I said "Don't you?"  You naughty boy!

My mouth was dry.  My face was hot.  My cock throbbed.  This was exactly what I wanted to read...what I needed to read. It was signed by Mommy knows!

I replied, keying in frantically:

You understand...you understand everything...completely...thank you...thank you...thank you....I will pay you...I can pay you...anything you want...just tell me when and where we can....

Easy tiger!  I am not into sponsorship or payment.  I am a natural dominant and see how right and proper it is for all naughty boys to be soundly disciplined by a strict, caring and loving Mommy.  I believe in disciplined love.  I believe that boys bottoms should be spanked.  I am 46, a shapely brunette, softly spoken and divorced.  I can do two or three hour sessions but prefer to stay over and give the full maternal experience: a cooked dinner including broccoli which I insist that you eat; bath-time during which I supervise your personal hygiene intimately; hearing your 'confession' in which you admit to all your faults, errors and misdemeanours - and an imaginative, painful and intensely satisfying bedtime punishment regime.  I allow you to sleep with Mommy after your spanking, and will quite probably breast feed you and masturbate you.  Want to exchange phone numbers now...or wait a few days...I don't mind...remember...Mommy understands   X X X

My coffee grew cold.  My uneaten cheese roll lay forgotten on its white plate.  I quickly keyed in the following words:

You are wonderful.  You are perfect.  I need you.  As soon as you can manage it.  My phone number is...

I sent her my phone number and my location...naming the nearest train station.  I was hot.
Frantically I pulled down my shorts and gripped my hard length.  Reading out her message again...slowly...very slowly...often repeating key words like disciplined ... strict... spanked... painful  breastfeed as I pumped myself...I masturbated luxuriously and splashed the screen with my hot seed.

The sticky smear distorted her instant response...but after wiping the screen I was able to read:

It's no go, tiger!  I live Stateside, you live way over there in London.  Better look for another Mommy, naughty boy.  

In a rush of angry resentment and disappointment, I grabbed the cheese roll and hurled it across the room.

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