As my GWWA story continues, Shannon (Ivy Venom) eventually does get another spanking. But a lot of stuff happens between the last post and this one.

 She dropped her panties and stepped out of them. The bedroom was pleasantly cool; she felt her nipples tighten. Almost as an afterthought, she said: “you do have condoms, right?” 

Aidan nodded as he sat down, perhaps a little dazedly. Shannon wondered how many potential spanking partners he’d dated who were this forward; she was standing naked in his bedroom, ready for her spanking. But when she started to bend over the bed, Aidan gently took hold of her arm. “What are you doing?” 

“Getting in position?” 

“What?” 

“Bending over the bed. That’s how I’ve been doing it.” 

“Oh. Well, that’s not how I want to do it.” He opened his legs and patted his right knee. “Bend over here instead, and put your upper body on the bed.” 

“Why?” 

“Do you trust me?” 

She nodded. 

“Then please do it. You’ll like it.” 

Shannon stepped between Aidan’s legs and did as he said, putting her weight on his right thigh. His skin was very warm. She jumped a little when he put his right arm around her waist and pulled her in closer. “There  you go,” he said. “Now, before we start: are you sure you want me to spank you?” 

Shannon found that to be a rather silly question; she was already naked, in a very vulnerable position. But she humored him. “Yes, I’m sure.” 

“Good.” 

Then his left hand rose and fell, landing with a sharp smack on her left cheek. He smacked her right cheek after that, and she started tingling. Each smack after that made her backside warmer and warmer, and after twenty smacks, he stopped, resting his hand on her butt. She was acutely aware of his presence. 

“How was that?” 

Shannon didn’t quite know how to answer the question. “Is it… Is it over already?” 

Aidan laughed and started spanking her again. “Oh, no,” he said, loud enough to be heard over the smacking sounds. “We’re just getting started.” 

Shannon let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding and tried not to focus on the growing pain in her rear end. Aidan was spanking much more confidently than Jose had done; it was like he knew what he was doing. Which was, Shannon supposed, the whole point of this. Aidan was a spanker, and he was monogamous, and he was interested in finding one spanking partner to be with, and here she was, and her ass was starting to burn as he spanked and spanked and spanked, until she finally lost count and could focus on nothing but the pain. 

This time when Aidan stopped Shannon was breathing hard. “You okay?” he asked. 

She nodded, and then said she was. “It hurts.” 

“I know it does. But you’re doing great.” 

Shannon wasn’t sure how to respond to that, or if she even liked being praised during a spanking. It was weird. “Thanks,” she said, for lack of anything else coming to mind. “So are you.” 

“I’m glad you’re enjoying it.” 

“Well, I’m not really enjoying it,” she said. “But now that you stopped…” 

“Oh, well, we can’t have that, can we?” 

“What?” Then he spanked her again, harder this time, hard enough to jolt her body a little. “Ow!” 

“That’s better.” Another spank, another jolt, and whatever sensations she was feeling between her legs were overwhelmed by how much her backside was hurting. And Aidan was very good at hurting her that way; he was tireless, smacking her rhythmically, side to side, covering her entire [backside] until she felt like her skin was glowing. “Hurts enough for you now?” 

“Yes!” Shannon gasped. “Yes, it hurts!” 

“Good.” But Aidan didn’t stop, and Shannon had no choice but to give herself over to the hand crashing into her ass, over and over.

It’s been a long while since I gave someone their first ever spanking. I can promise you it has never gone like this ever in my entire life.