The spanking 

a husband tels about a time his future wife was spanked by her parents while on break.

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I Am Brent.  I am a pastor of a smal church in a rural area. I am maried to a beuitifull and wonderful women named Jennifer.  We have a son and two daughters.

We had both come from sctrict fundamental Baptist background. Our families were old fashioned and traditional.  They had a lot of rules. They were no big deal. That was all that we knew.  We were trained in that system.  

We did not meet eachother until college.  We lived in different sates although we were both from the general region.  Our dads were both pastors. Our moms were both home makers. We had had similer backgrounds. 

I met jenny at college.  We attended a independent fundamental Baptist college.  It was an old fashoned and strict school. It was a relatively new school.  It was not where my parents went to. That school had moderated there views and was watered down its views. My dad no longer saw it as viable for fundimental believers.  We decided on this school. 

I loved the school.  I loved my time there. Jen was a freshman when i was a soohmore. I was a pastoral major.  I was studying to be a pastor. I had trained under my dad at his church in preparation for future ministry.  

Jenny was shy and qiet. She was sweet . she had been home scholed. She did not have a lot of interaction with people her age. She especially had little to no  interaction with those of the opposite gender. 

I barely noticed her at first. Her roomate was part of my group of friends.  Her roomate wanted to get her out of her shell and get her more involved in the school beyond just the academic part of the college.  She reluctently tagged along at first but eventually  became a full fledged member of  our group.  

My intetrection with her was only within the group. It was limited. There was no real personal interaction between us. Over time that changed.  On a trip to a nesrby mall we hung out. We started laughing.  There was chemistry between us.

Soon the group interactions emerged into personal interactions. We even started hanging out without the group.  We hung out together more and more. 

After a while i ask her if she was interested in a more permanent relationship.  She said that she was.  I got permission from the school and her parents to date her. 

I purposed marriage to her just before her jr and my senior year. She said yes. I went into my senior year engaged. We were an engaged couple. 

During our first vacation,  her family invited me to stay with them. I was excited to spend time with her family. The vacation was going realy well. It was a really relaxing week. There was a hiccup however. 

During the halfway point of the vacation,  jenny got cranky. The usuaky perky bubly girl woke up on the wrong side of the bed. She had been sour all day.  I figured she was just tired. It was a hetic week. She just seemed to get more grumpy. 

Her parents tried to excuse it at first. She had gone from ornery to a stic in the mud to just plane meen. Her parents tried to be patient but there patience wore thin. They were pushed to there limits and beyond.  After a while they had hsd ebough. They were going to deal with it. They decided to nip it in the bud once and for all. Before it got worse.

“Ok. Young lady. Enough.  We have tolerated your misbehaving long enough. ” her dad said. This was realy awkward.  I always got uncomfortable being around when a friends was disciplined. This was the first time my fiancée was disciplined in front of me. 

“Get up right now young lady ” her mom said. Jenny later told me that usualy the mom disiplined the girls and dad disiplined the boys. I figurd they would take her into her room or someplace private. That did not happen. 

“Should i leave “i asked.  Her dad thanked me for my concerned but told me that was not necessary.  She had wronged me as well..

Her mom told her to drop her skirt. She tugged on her skirt and let it fall to her barefeet. She was not wearing shoes. At no time did she protest.  She took her punishment.  She snapped out of it the minute she was rebuked. She accepted her punishment and did not try to fight it. 

Though i was not pleased with how she acted, i was impressed with how she dealt with rebuke. She was told to take off her half slip and panties. She took them off. 

I never saw her pussey. I did see her naked but. Jen later explained that nudity or partial nudity during punishment is depicted in the bible. This was not sexual nudity. 

John r rice in his books the home mentioned a mother spanking her daughter on her wedding day. Jen’s family believe that she is under her aurhority until the weding. I had not heard that but it made sense. 

She got on her moms lap. Shw spanked her. She started off lughtly. Each swat were more intense then the last . She screamed and cried. After she was alowed to put her cloths back on. Her but was red. She huged her parents and apologized. She apologized to me as well. 

The rest of the week went great. It was forgotten.  I graduated and interned at a church. She finished her senior year. I accepted an assistant pastor ship.  We maried shortly after she graduated. Eventually i was called to be a senior pastor. 

We agreed to set up rules. I did spank her on occasion.  We are a happy couple. 

The end. 

The author does not endorse the activities depicted in this srory. The author does not recommend them. 

I got spanked and i loved it.  

a young lady discovers she needs to be spanked. then she comes to love it.

I’M jess. I grew up in a very strict Christian home.  We went to a church that outsiders would discribe aa separatist. Even conservative Christian groups might view our church as going  too far.  

Growing up,  i realy did not anything different.  To me it seened perfectly right and natural.  Many objected to how we did things.  Some used the c(cult( word. 

The church kept to themselves.  We only associated with churches like us. We kind of kept them at arms laungh as well. 

We separated from the world and churches we viewed as wordly sbd compromising.  In other ways we were a bit lacks. We did not have prohibitions against dancing or telivison or certen secular music. We did probibit goung to secular dances, movie theaters or such. We were against goung to bars but alowed moderate consumption of alcohol.  That led to conservitive critism of our church. We were hit on the left and the right. 

We were oppossed to public education. We were also oposed to private School and even Christian school. We beleved in home school. We beleved in disipline. 

As a child i was spanked.  As was my siblings. We had ni clue that it was controversial.  I had no idea that some even in the church viwed spanking as a form of abuse.  I was a firm belever that to spare the rod was to spoil the child.  

I believe that my development pment as an adult and as a Christian can be atributed to my upbringing. This includes being disiplined. That disipline includes being spanked.  I have spoken to ny brothers and sisters and they agree with my viws on that. They feel that spanking and the other disiplines helped there gowth and development as people, citizens and Christians. 

As i entered adulthood i was not really spanked.  Our church does not put limits on when an offspring could be spanked.  They beleve a daughter is under the parents until they marry.  I was single at the time and living at home.  I was not spanked. 

Was it because i no longer needed to be spanked or was i becoming a better sinner?  Was i learning how to comit white collar sins? Things that were not as easily detected. Thought crimes perhaps.  I would not bring that up. Perhaps it had just been a kind of peeinoia. Perhaps it was unfounded condemnation that had no bases in reality.  I felt dirty.  I felt like i needed a spanking.  I was not sure why.  

I decided to talk to the pastors wife about it. Dona was a good friend. While the church beleved in male leadership,  the younger women looked to older women.   Women had unofficial authority over other ladies. The younger lades looked to the older lades for guidance abd advice.  Dona was a kind of first lady of the church. She was sweet. Although she was qiet and shy, she had a lot of wisdom. Her asvice was sound and affective.  

One day i talked to her about it. I sat down with her over cofee and muffins.  “It has been a while sence i was spanked. I feel i am a good citizens. I feel like i need to be spanked.  I have not done anything the world, or society or the church would consider bad but j feel off” i told her. 

“It is dificult transitioning from adolescence to adulthood.  Suddenly you go from no fredom, no autonomy to alnost total fredom abd atonomy. You are mearly trying to short it all out. It is a dificult process for those of us who follow the way.   Some chose anarchy.  Some leave this way.some go to the denominations for answers. Some go to the world. It is normal for you to feel this way. ” dona told me. 

“What do i do?” i asked.”perhaps you should ask your mom for maintenance spanking.  Once a day or once a week . They serve as a reninder. ” she said.

I liked the idea.  I thought that that might help . i sat down with my mom. I explained to her my feelings ans concerns.  I also discussed dona’s suggestion.  

“Do you want a spanking hunnie?” my mom asked. I indicated that i did. She agreed to administer a maintenance spanking.   

She told me to get over her knee. I wore a white shirt and a black skirt.  She hicked up my skirt. She pulled down my nylons and my panties.  She caressed my back side. Then she retracted her hand ans gave my buttocksa huge swat. She kept going. 

It did not hurt at first. It got more and more intense. I was in pain after. I cried. We hugged. I felt better. I got the maintenance spanking every day. I found them very helpful.  They helped make me  calm and kept me calm. 

From that time until i got married,  my mom continued to spank me. I started to change.  It made all the difference.  

I felt different. It helped me a lott. The church noticed a difference in me. They saw me beccoming more mature. I saw that i was growing up. 

Several young man in the church began to want to court me. The church held signle mixers and velitines day events. I interected with various young man at the church. 

I went on some dates. Then one stood out above the rest.  Andrew’s father was a members of the church elders. His grandfather had been an elder but had steped down but was stil a hournered person in the church.  Andrew was a member of the bored of trustees.  He had a good reputation in the church.

The two of us started to date more. He was smart, mature,  funy and good looking.we dated for a time then entered into a formal courtship in consultation with both sets of parents.  

After a court ship, he proposed and i said yes. We were maried that spring.on my wedding day, i had my mom give me one last spanking. 

We went to a hotel in a citty in another sate. The wedding night went really really well.  I decided that we need to do something about mantinence spanking.  

The next day i decided to deal with the issue i consudered ro to be very importent. “I need you to spank me every day!” i said. He was really confused. ” what?” he asked.

“I want to receive maitinence spanking every day in order to stay centered. ” i said.

It took some convincing but i convinced him to spank me. He had me sit on his lap. He pulled up mu night gowan. He was firm in his swats then i expected. .he got more and more firce. We hugged after.

It became a rituel. We did it over the honymoon and also long after we got home. Every morning i got spanked shower then cofee and breakfast. 

Over time i found i looked froward to being spanked. Some times i fantasize about being spanked.  I was a submissive i guess.  I loved to be dominated. Not just anyone but by Andrew. 

Andrew was soft spoken.  He was even keeled. He was a servant leader. While he was not a blow hard, he was a leader. He was in charge. I loved it.

The end. 

My last story, we had a new convert who was spanked.  I wanted to go though a different path. I wanted to depict some one who grew up in the church who liked spanking. 

Domastic disipline comes to your church

A middle of the road mega church calls a conservative pastor who suports Domastic disipline.

Trinity church was known as an evangelical church. It has a worship team playing the latest and popular worship songs. They were an area mega church. It was a seaker sensitive style church. 

The long time pastor decided to step down and focus on writing and holding seminas and conferences around north america and around the world. 

After doing an extensive serach a new pastor was called. Pastor ed was called to be the new pastor. He decided to take the church in a different direction from his predecessor pastor wilbur. Pastor ed was more conservitive. He did not alter the music but he made other changes.  

Pastor ed was in his early thirties. His wife Jennifer was in her middle twenties.  They had three kids. Jenifer wore only skirts or dreses. She was qiet. She did not say much.  She had a belchers degree in theology. She did not announce it to manny people but it was not a secret.  She was very different from her predecessor.  Pastor Wilbur’s wife was very outspoken. She was an ordaned minister and was on the pastoral staff and attended deacons meetings.  Jeny would not even consider attending deacons meeting let alone being active in one.

The children were well behaved. The family were well liked. They were hardly stoic. The pastor was known for his loud harty laugh. He lived the outdoors and paintball. The church satetday capture the flag had become legendary.  

The pastor did not like the direction of the church.  He felt that it was becoming too worldly.  He wanted to bring more order.  He was fine with more modern music. There were other things he objected to. Things he was determined to alter. 

He started off slow.  He made subtle changes. He was careful.  He tried to not ruffle fathers. He did not want to be removed and have a new pastor undo hia conservative reforms. He decided to do it quetly. 

Then he started a surmon series on the family. He explaned what he believed that the biblical view on fanilies. He discused the role of men, women as well as husbend, farther,wife mother etc. 

He then sliped in the idea of domastic disipline.  Many call it wife spanking.  Spanking is only part of the facets of dd. Spanking is one of the punishments. He tried to slowly introduce it to people in the church. 

At the same time jenn tried to introduce new or newer wives to d.d.jen was a huge advocate of this program.  She tried to encorege wives to obey there husbands as well as to submit even to punishments. 

Pastor ed grew up ina main line church. He attended a mainline seninary. He became more and more conservitive.  He learned of domastic disipline from a close friend and mentor.   He like the idea of domastic disipline. 

Jenny had been a goid student. She graduted second in her high school class.  She could have gone to sny school she wanted to but chose to attend the same thological school ed attended. She was smart but modest.

 He came to embrace dd after they were maried. “Hunnie! I want to introduce domastic disipline into our  family.  ” he said.

He explaned it to her. He thought he would have to ease her into it. On paper she apeared to be a feminist and in mannt ways she was. She was a submisive at heart. The talk of spanking made her horny. As he talked she fantasized about him taking her over hus knee and spanking him. 

She pulled up her skirt and pulled down her panties.  “Spank me!”she said. He took his hand and massaged her but at firsr. Then he got a little more aggressive.  She loved it.then they had sex.

There was mixed reaction by the people in the church.some would very suportive. Some were opposed and many were everywhere in between.  Many women supported it. 

Many women who were oposed to it got spanked but there were some men who were does. At the end ed survived a vote of confidence. Some left but others came to the church. It evened out.

The church after a few years under ed was different from wilbur. In many ways it was sucesfull. 

The end.