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Meeting Lurk the Lurking Ghost
zprymantis@smilingwithteeth.com
Only a very few posters here are familiar with my friend Lurk.
He has been posting at my Spank School site for almost a year.
His first character there was "Dr Dave." His fantasy from the
very beginning was to spank my character Prof. Mantis, but she
played VERY hard to get.
So hard to get in fact, that the character Dr Dave died in a car
accident. LOL (I swear, I didn't mess with his brakes!) Since
that time Lurk the Ghost has wandered the halls of Spank School,
dipping his hands in water so he becomes SOLID and spanking as
he sees fit! Prof. Mantis sometimes feels these ghostly hands
on her! This man just doesn't give up!
Lurk also posts as our beloved Mr. Business, who gets a lot of
slack from the Macintosh users in his business computer WINDOWS
based class. ::grin:: Still, he always remains good natured from
the teasing and tormenting that we do. He does on occasion spank
the students, but really wishes he didn't HAVE to, still rules
are rules, and at Spank School naughty students get spanked.
Well, when I heard that Lurk was going to be driving right down
I95 in a few weeks, I agreed to let him call me when he was in
town. My husband and I wanted to meet this man. I told Lurk that
if his goal was to spank me, then really he should just put that
thought aside. I didn't know how I felt about that. I did very
little role-playing with Lurk in instant messages and most of
our conversations and interactions were Spank School thread discussions.
Lurk assured me that his dream was to meet Prof. Zpry Mantis,
of course he also wanted to spank her, but simply meeting her
would be a dream come true. He posted a story about his dream
of meeting me to SSS right before he left on his rather extensive
car trip. He E-mailed that story directly into amythest - and
it was called "Please Post". ::smirk:: The story was actually
called "Z A STRAP AND A MOTORCYCLE" but he hadn't quite gotten the hang of posting to the newsgroup
yet. Still, I was very flattered that he wrote a story just for
me.
Who am I to dash his dream of meeting Prof. Mantis?? So, I dressed
the part before my husband and I headed out the door to his hotel
that night. I wore a brown-green short plaid skirt and matching
green top and the biggest grin you could imagine. I also dressed
fit to spank - you know..just in case. I had on black panties
and nude thigh high stockings. <EG>
We met Lurk in the lobby and headed right into the hotel restaurant
for coffee and dessert. Lurk is old enough to be my dad, and I
am forty. :) He is fairly tall, but didn't appear so because I
was quite a brat and wore some rather tall heels. ::grin:: He
said the only thing he didn't expect was my height!
We exchanged some small momentos. What Lurk gave me is now stuck
to my refrigerator :) It makes me smile when I am busy burning
dinner each night.
I sat across from him with my husband next to me in our booth.
I told Lurk later that the moment I had changed my mind and decided
that I wanted him to spank me, was when I was busy loading up
my coffee with sugar and milk containers (and making quite a mess)
- I glanced up to find him staring at me with the oddest expression.
He made me feel so cute and young and naughty and - admired! OH,
I wanted him to spank me!
Still, I was torn. Do I let him spank me and then everyone will
find out what an easy spankee I am?? Will my husband mind that
I changed my mind? We eventually ended up moving our visit into
the lobby and discussing implements. At this point, I took hold
of Lurk's hand to examine a blister he had ...a spanking blister!
Seems he had met and spanked a few other friends on his multi-state
trip mixed in with the family and non spanking friends. ::grin::
Well, that was when I commented on his rather ..<COUGH> soft hands.
Bad mistake.
Anyway, the conversation was winding down and that was when I
asked my husband if Lurk and I could play. Herb said "sure", then
I asked Lurk if he wanted to play. I knew what he would say. :)
I felt good about my decision and totally unpressured. This was
important to me.
The three of us headed to his hotel room and Lurk turned the TV
up nice and loud. He didn't want anyone to hear the swats, that's
when I started getting NERVOUS!
He had a nice view on the ninth floor, and we left the curtain
open since there were no other tall building around. Lurk showed
me his implements and asked if there was something I didn't want
to play with (now where have I heard that before?) but they ALL
looked mean to me, so I just gulped out a _NOPE_and soon found
myself over his knees while he sat on one of the two double beds.
Master Herb was in position on the other bed to hand Lurk his
ghostly implements if he requested one, he also kept his ears
open to report the occasional curse words I am known to mutter
while being spanked. Me, well I had a good view of the alarm clock
on the night stand. ::grin::
I was very comfy, until he started spanking. I even looked back
early on to make sure he didn't have a hairbrush in his hand -
those SOFT hands STUNG!
At one point I heard a noise that sounded like knocking on the
door. Both my husband Herb and Lurk said I was just hearing my
butt getting spanked. Then a few seconds later I stopped the spanking
again and said.."NO I FEEL someone is knocking on the DOOR!!"
My husband got up to check the peep hole and said - "yep someone
is out there." Lurk and I JUMPED off the bed and started hiding
implements under the covers! LOL Rather comical in hindsight.
Still, it turned out to be some hotel worker with two boxes of
tissues that Lurk had requested earlier in the day. (couldn't
he have left them outside the door???)
Funny, I say a lot of stuff to a lot of people online - and never
much think that someday I might get spanked for it. Well, let
me tell you, I am going to watch what I say from now on! Lurk
mentioned after the half hour of "warm up",(does every top use
the same joke book? ) that now it was time for the REAL spanking
to begin! UGH! He then mentioned something I had said at the HOTSEAT
chat or in IMs. How I had said he was ....um.. "OLD". I swear,
I don't remember saying that! (but I probably did since he seemed
SO certain) so I got spanked and spanked HARD for that! I ended
up promising him that I would never say he was OLD again!! I also
promised not to put Lurk the Ghost in a pickle jar again at Spank
School. ::Grin:: but I might break that promise, I had my fingers
crossed on that one.
So, Lurk - the very YOUNG and STRONG spanker, spanked me non stop
for an hour. Mostly with his hand, and on my bare bottom. I did
get to experience what he called a switch, which was three pieces
of cane twisted together. Somehow I had missed that evil thing
when I had a chance to look over his toy collection.
I could feel the tingles well into the next day! (I also had a
few bruises under my cheeks and I was happy to hear later that
Lurk's hand was bruised to match!) My husband removed my panties
completely at one point during the spanking and informed me that
going home without panties would be further punishment. In my
short skirt - and very high heels, I could just imagine tripping
in the lobby on the way out! Still, I decided NOT to whine about
it. I sort of felt outnumbered, Lurk and Herb seemed to get along
TOO well.
I am happy that I met Lurk, and even happier that I was brave
enough to speak up and ask for a spanking. It is a woman's prerogative
to change her mind - right?
Lurk also wrote a story about our meeting, Xena, Z and a Box of Kleenex!
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