7 comments/ 8098 views/ 0 favorites Looking for Wood By: LWulf Foreword: This is a work of fiction. It is not based on any real situation or people. I created it (in my sleep as usual). It's subject matter is adult consensual fetishes, focusing on M/f parings. Contrary to what is stated at first in the story, all persons depicted are over 18 years of age. If you have not reached the age of majority where you live, (consistent throughout the world as 18 years old minimum) or if the subject matter is not to your liking, then you are to stop reading anything further. Certain names pop up repeatedly in my stories. This is not because I am basing any stories on actual people but just a preference of using a name. In some cases, I have never known anybody by a name, but I just like the name. ******************************* Nobody knows who had started the tradition, but there was a picnic area out in the woods, outside of town, that has been used for the same purpose for longer than anyone could remember. As the picnic area closed after 6pm, nobody minded that the area was used for anything else. Starting on any given weekend, around 9pm people would start showing up. First we'd start a fire, not because anybody needed warmth, but it did give more light to see by. It was in a clearing of trees so there was no risk of the fire spreading. There was always a well stocked supply of cut wood so nobody had to look for wood for the fire. Which is actually funny, because when a guy and girl meet there, and if the chemistry was right, they would use the excuse of "going into the woods to look for wood" as an excuse for being alone. Nobody was too shocked when after a few moments alone that the sound of a spanking being given was heard. You see, that's what the town folk used that area for late at night. Some people met that way and started dating after going out there, while some were married and still went out there to enjoy some "alone time" away from their kids. Others, just used the excuse to casually meet someone new. Our town was large enough that everybody might know who was old enough to be out there, but we were careful that we didn't allow anybody under 18 to engage in any activities there. Though I had learned about it some years ago and while a few lovelies have graced themselves over my lap, the chemistry just never worked out. One cool Friday night in the middle of summer, I drove out to the picnic area at about 10 or 11pm. The fire was nicely roaring as I drove through the woods, which made it easier to find. I parked my car and walked towards the clearing. While it was something that we all enjoyed, it was considered bad manners to watch someone in the act, unless they started "looking for wood" right next to the fire. This didn't happen too often, though it wasn't surprising when a guy might take a willing though blushing young lady he had been talking with, over his knee and give her a spanking. Usually this wouldn't be on her bared bottom, though one couldn't be too sure that might not happen too! It was set into the woods a bit and while everyone parked in the same area, you might come across someone "looking for wood" while you walked towards the fire. Such was the case when I came across two friends; Ben and Melissa. Melissa had been interested in me at first. While she was super cute, we just didn't seem to click, so I passed up the chance to get to know her better. Then she met Ben who she playfully teased for a couple of weeks before letting him take her to go "looking for wood". It looked like he was making her pay for the wait, which must have been her aim. From her position, Melissa easily spotted me. She winced a bit from the last spank she had received but managed a bright smile. "Hey Bill!" Ben paused momentarily to look up and waved as he smiled. "Hey buddy, glad you showed up!" "Oh, hey you two" I paused and awkwardly returned the smile, I momentarily glanced and easily noticed Melissa's sexy tush, bared to the sky, then looked back at her face again. She arched an eyebrow at me, slowly looking over her shoulder at her own butt, which she wiggled precociously, then looked back to me biting her bottom lip wiggling her eyebrows at me. All of which did not go unnoticed by Ben who shook his head smiling gamely. "...I'll be next to the fire when you two are done." and walked off quickly. "We might be a while yet, we just got started." I heard Ben return to me from over my shoulder. "...no we didn't!" Melissa blurted out a little shocked. "Oh, YES we did." You could hear the mirth in Ben's voice as he corrected her. "Eep!" was Melissa's only response as Ben resumed her spanking. As I walked into the clearing, the fire was nicely illuminating all gathered. I looked into everyone's face warmly saying "hello" to the people I knew and "nice to meet you" to the few I didn't. Some people were paired up already, talking quietly. I noticed a new young woman talking fixedly to Nancy, someone I've known for several years. Nancy, a high school teacher in her late twenties, has wavy black hair and a lightly freckled face. The young, blond haired girl, who Nancy was talking to, looked a little too young to be here. Though given our rules, that she was here, meant she must be old enough. Nancy, a serious type of woman, always seemed to me to be more likely to give a spanking than be spanked. However, I wasn't aware that her tastes ran towards other women. I cursed my luck if she was. At that moment both looked over at me. I smiled and nodded a hello, which made them huddle their heads together and giggle. I always have the overwhelming urge to look down and check to see if my fly is up when women do this. I smiled but swallowed and looked for a place to sit, and while sitting down, verified it was up. We are a friendly, casually social, bunch. So, though Jim was sitting with his arm around his girlfriend of about 4 years, he easily shifted to talk to me. He's the oldest of the group at about 38 years old. He also runs the town hardware shop and ...loves to talk about business. Karen, his girlfriend, rolled her eyes quietly as she heard Jim start lecturing on the proper way to clean a screwdriver, which I smiled at. Meanwhile my pulse pounded as I tried to nonchalantly glance over at the new girl ...a couple of times. Jim was just about to start on a riveting new topic about the proper choice of tools for the job, when Karen playfully slapped his shoulder to interrupt him. "Bill looks like he might be busy talking to someone else." "...Huh?" I managed glibly, then noticed Karen nod her head to my right. I turned to look and standing there next to me was the young blond haired girl. Her eyes laughed which brought a smile easily to my face. "Oh! Hello." "Hi," she returned "mind if I sit here?" At the same moment, Jim stood up. "If you'll excuse us, Karen and I will be looking for some firewood in the forest." He nodded in passing. "Of course..." I responded looking to Jim but the young lady took that to mean her and sat down next to me. Though happy at the thought, I was also a little put off that she didn't wait for an answer. "...my name is Bill" "Isn't that strange? There's plenty of wood here...?? Oh! I get it! That's cute! Hi Bill" she smiled more. "I'm Jamie." "Nice to meet you Jamie." I paused a moment feeling an obligation to ask a question. She quickly piped into the silence. "I know what THEY are going to be doing in a few minutes!" She giggled. "Beautiful night for it, isn't it?" "Hrm, about that, Jamie, I'm sorry but I have to ask..." She leaned her face closer to mine and said with a saucy smile. She always seemed to have a little smile on her face, but her smile broadened, "That's okay! YOU can ask me "anything"." I smiled a little at her suggestiveness, but cleared my throat and got my business face on. "I'm sorry to ask, but you do look a little young. Are you over 18?" She seemed a little evasive as she responded, "Well, I didn't think to bring my ID with me ...but Nancy knows me." "Ah, that's good! Er.. We're a pretty tight lipped group, so, how did you hear about what we do here?" "Well ...a boyfriend and I came to the picnic grounds about 3 weeks ago looking for a quiet place to ...get a little frisky." She smiled a wicked little smile. "We heard something going on and thought maybe someone was getting raped or something, but instead we found this! Now my interest was piqued but my boyfriend, ...now ex-boyfriend... thought it was gross." She snorted derisively at this, then she leaned closer as she placed her hand on my knee in a familiar way. "I've actually been coming back each day since to spy on what goes on." She giggled. "Really? That's not something we usually approve of." It nagged me that she hadn't actually said her age, but it seemed Nancy would vouch for her. "Well, I didn't actually watch other people doing anything except for the first night. After that I was more interested in what goes on around the fire ...and specifically you." "...Me?" "Mhm." Her face screwed up in question. "Well, you are a curiosity to me. I don't know if you are gay or ...what." I blinked at the question "I'm... not gay." "Well, I know that now, that's what Miss... I mean Nancy said. It's just, well, I've seen you come here for a couple of weeks, but you never take anybody into the woods. ...Or are YOU the one who's waiting to be taken into the woods?" I gave a thin lipped smile back to her "No ...I am the one who takes ...a WOMAN, into the woods." "I'm sorry" she placed her hand on my arm, "Nancy told me that too, but, well, I still don't understand. There's no shortage of available women and it isn't like you aren't yummy looking, well, it makes me think, "why do you come here then"? " She looked at me with a direct innocence that cut me to the quick. She was a shrewd cookie, this one. I balked at first, then shrugged "Sometimes I just don't always click with a woman, and that's important to me." "Well, lame, but, okay." She nodded. So ...you don't have a boyfriend ...right now?" She preened at the question. "Well, I didn't exactly say THAT." She stuck her bottom lip out comically as if in deep thought. "A young lady ALWAYS has a couple of prospective guys about." I nodded enjoying her outrageous behavior. "Yes, I suppose so. So, is this something you have had an interest in or is it something new to you?" She seemed a little anxious as she leaned close to me again and quietly said "You mean to be treated like a ...bad little girl and have someone spank my bare bottom? She swallowed a little nervously but then her eyes danced mischievously "Well, I guess you could say that." My pulse pounded long and slow in my ears. I was about to ask her if she wanted to go "looking for wood" when she sort of turned her back to the group looking at me. "Could I tell you the truth though?" "Yes, we like the truth around here..." I felt a cold dread feeling start in the pit of my stomach. She whispered into my ear, "I'm actually 17 ...but my birthday is tomorrow!" Her hand had found its way on my knee again. I blinked slowly. I casually but quickly placed her hand back on her own knee as I felt the coldness spreading. "Hmm, okay. We don't allow anybody under eighteen; you shouldn't even be here now." I looked around angrily for Nancy but she was nowhere to be seen. "Aww, for real?" She seemed genuinely hurt. "I'm afraid so, yes." I said very stiffly formal. She chewed at her thumbnail a moment. "You would be happy if I came back tomorrow though, right?" I smiled at her tenacity and nodded "With ID this time, but yes, I would". She gushed with glee, "Then tomorrow, I'll be back!" She jumped up of a sudden and then stretched in front of me, her arms up above her and in the process arched her back. Or I should simply say, she stuck her butt in my face. I looked away and smiled to myself shaking my head. I got up and escorted her to the cars to make sure she left then I returned to the clearing intent to find Nancy. I fairly bristled at the idea that Nancy would knowingly allow an underage teenager to come into the picnic area, but nobody saw her for the rest of the night. I spoke with Ben and Melissa later, she opting to stand instead of sitting down with us. Anybody who started to speak to me about the young lady, I evasively steered clear of discussing further, much it seemed to everyone's amusement. The night petered out and we all went home. **************************************** Saturday morning, found my mood restless as the day wore on, I daydreamed for the first time in a long time about a young lady who seemed to have a wanton knack for trouble. I resolved to not get my hopes up. It wouldn't be the first time that someone stopped by the picnic area to see what it's like, and then never show up again. I resigned myself to the idea that she was just a young lady playing a prank with the adults. She wasn't likely going to be there tonight. I played basketball with a couple of my friends to get my mind off things. It didn't help. After a shower, I dressed purposefully in a comfortable long sleeved, button-down shirt and slacks. It felt almost like the evening was electric as I drove to the picnic area outside of town. There was a light fog that hushed all the night's sounds. I parked my car and got out. Judging by the lack of cars, not a lot of people had shown up, but it was early yet. I glanced at my phone to check the time and wondered if anybody was going to be showing up. A larger amount of people should have been here already if they were going to come. I didn't come across anybody while walking to the fire, yet a fire was burning brightly. I looked about the fire and was somewhat crestfallen that Jamie wasn't there. I made a good showing of it and said hello to the few who showed up. I guess I looked a bit down, and then felt a tap on my shoulder making me turn to see who it was. There stood Jamie in a proper schoolgirl outfit, though her blouse was unbuttoned at the top. Her straight blond hair was tied back in a pony tail and she had the biggest grin on her face. "I think someone was upset that I hadn't shown up!" she chortled. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself" I laughed good naturedly, though inside I was thinking "this girl either is a fool, or REALLY knows how to pushes buttons!" "Nice to see you show up, but, what's this?" indicating her outfit. "Well, I had to come here straight from school?" she responded lamely. "Uh-huh. Okay, first, it's summer. Second, it's Saturday and third, it's well past time that anybody would be JUST coming from school." I ticked off the facts on my fingers. While she had held her school books to her breast while she stood there, she let them down as she leaned over. She placed her nose inches from mine, I could see well inside her blouse. I pointedly enjoyed a brief look before looking into her eyes as she said "I guess I am just a bad liar then." I looked around the fire and saw everybody grinning at me. Apparently we were the focus of the night's activities. I rubbed my hand across my mouth hiding the smile. It felt like my ears were burning. I stood and looked at her matter-of-factly with my hands on my hips "Do you have something to show me?" She was about 5 inches shorter than me (a perfect height in my mind). She plucked her driver's license from a book it was in and offered it to me with a flourish. I smiled that she had it and prayed she wasn't lying about her birthday. My jaw dropped open when I saw she HAD lied. "...You were eighteen a month ago?!" Apparently the whole crowd, which somehow got larger in the last few minutes, were all in on it and started to laugh and clap. To one side I saw Ben and Melissa had arrived and were laughing right along with everyone else. They were ALL in on it! Jamie managed a guilty smile as she suddenly realized that maybe she had gone too far. I considered my next words VERY carefully as I looked at her with heated eyes. "I think the fire could use some more wood, would you come gather some with me?" It has been suggested that the source for this line was from the old concept of someone being disciplined out in a woodshed. Jamie's eyes seemed to grow round and sincere as she swallowed seeing me like that. I didn't hear anything but was very focused on her. I was told later that the crowd burst out into loud hoots and hollers and "about time!" from everyone. Jamie only managed a nervous nod. I reached out and grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her in tow outside the fire's light. We didn't go far as there was a fallen tree handily there for just such an occasion. I stopped in front of the log and turning around stood her in front of me. She looked nervously like she might break and run at any moment. "There are certain proprieties that need to be observed" I informed her. As I coolly unbuttoned my shirt sleeve and slowly started to roll it up. Jamie had her books covering her behind now. "Have you ever received a real spanking before?" She shook her head "no." "The inexperienced don't know what to expect. If at any time you feel like you can't handle it anymore, you are to simply say "red"." That will be the end and we will return to the campfire. Do you understand?" She nodded her head vigorously. "Do you have any problem with your bottom being bared for any part of your spanking?" She, the girl who was very open mouthed and talkative before, was now strangely muted. She looked down and a crimson shade came over her face, she smiled a little and shook her head "no". By this time I had finished rolling up my other sleeve and looked at her with both hands on my hips. Do you have any questions before I start? "Oh gosh, can't you just spank me and be done with it already?" She almost whimpered. Now she was in my ballpark and I was the one pushing the buttons, "You'll find that the anxiety is actually half the "fun"." I stroked the bottom of her chin before taking a hold of her by the wrist, she stammered "Wait!" I paused because she was new. "Do you mean "red"?" She paused and took a breath "...no?" At which point I sat down and with a little yank had her over my left leg. She exhaled a bit on landing. "You okay?" "Well, yeah, though that sounds strange coming from someone who is about to cause my butt untold harm." She said over her shoulder. "Sometimes a hand spanking actually doesn't live up to one's expectations. You can tell me if it was or wasn't afterwards" I grinned. "Please tell me the spanking will start now? She sassed me. I cleared my throat. "Spankings are also the tool to realign someone's behavior and you, my girl, are long overdue for a realignment." I paused to let that sink in. "For the severity of the game playing and lies, I am going to dispense with the pleasantries of spanking you over your skirt and start on your panties." I announced with finality. All this while I was smoothing my hand over her bottom and legs. Jamie chewed on her thumbnail and managed a feeble "well, okay..." which I didn't understand until I hiked up the hem of her tartan skirt. No panties. "...Well!" to steal a line from her usual responses. I looked down at two beautiful orbs, untouched by human hands for the activity I was about to enact. After my initial shock, I allowed myself a little indulging. I squeezed each cheek and slid my hand gently over them, splaying them slightly to expose the jewels barely concealed beneath. "Glorious" was the only thing I barely said. Prompting Jamie to look over her shoulder at me and see what I was looking at. I slowly caressed her bottom and saw how the cool air combined with my touch raised goose flesh. She rotated her hips around in slow circles, relishing the caresses. Looking for Wood She was breathing heavily, then asked "Can I ask you something first?" Newbies are allowed certain excesses. "Okay" I replied, confident that I'd heard it all. The next thing I knew, she then snaked her left hand up and back and felt a hardness between my legs. Then she asked "Are you like that from seeing me naked or from the idea of spanking me?" I half laughed again as she proved me wrong. "A little of both I think." "I can live with that!" she smugly smiled. At that, I decided I had waited long enough. I lifted my hand away and watched her cringe with the expectation of the first slap. This is a trick you can only pull on someone new to spankings. I held my hand aloft for a few heart beats until I saw her open her eyes a little to see what I was waiting for. At that moment I slapped my hand down on the sweet spot of her bottom. She yelped from the suddenness of it. After that, I settled into a slow rhythm of slaps that covered her whole bottom. Each smack getting progressively harder, until I was fairly raining down slaps on her finely tuned ass. At this point, her right hand moved back automatically to protect her bottom which I neatly caught and pinned to the small of her back. She didn't start to whimper until I started smacking where the tops of her thighs and her ass met, the tenderest part to be spanked. She started voicing exclamations at this point as I made her cheeks wobble deliciously from each blow.. I was rather impressed that she didn't say "red" and stuck through it all. I started to lecture her as I continued her spanking. "Think it was smart to sass me before?" I asked her. "Ow! No Sir!" "Are you going to think about talking with respect from now on?" "Owwie! Argh! Y-you know it!" "And what about lying?" "Ow! Ow! Umm Umm, I should try to lie better?" I smiled at this and rained down a flurry of spanks. "OW! OW! Damn it! "I... I mean I won't ever lie ...ever again!" She could barely breathe steadily as she responded. "Smart girl" I smiled. I decided to end it early for her and gave her ten final stingers to the same spot making her upper body arch with each one. She breathed heavily as I smoothed my hand once again over her bottom. Slowly her breathing returned to normal and I cooed "that's a good girl." I returned her hem back to it's proper position and helped her stand up. Then, standing up as well, I gave her a warm hug as I told her I was very proud that she took her punishment so well. She started rubbing her own bottom fiercely. At this moment I noticed Ben and Melissa each with a camera filming the whole proceeding. "What the...?" I hadn't ever seen something like this happening before and Jamie, alerted, exclaimed "Hey...!" She looked like she was going to start yelling at the top of her lungs, when they both handed the cameras over to her. This gave me and Jamie both a moment of pause. Melissa was the one who piped up "Trust me, special moments like this need to be captured and shouldn't be shared." she winked knowingly at Jamie before she and Ben turned to go back to the fire. Jamie took the cameras and placed them in her handbag. We walked back to the fire where I sat down and asked her to sit with me. Jamie started to sit down on my lap, but then decided it was better to stand. I smiled at this and stood up with her. "Well, that was beastly! I doubt I could take much more!" she quietly sniffed, accusingly at me as she rubbed her backside some more. "Yeah, I was pretty hard on you, but you deserved it." I smiled smugly back at her. "I have to go home and soak my fanny in a tub of ice water" she pouted. She suddenly looked more radiant to me than before. "You could do that, but then you will be throwing away your "trophy"." Jamie looked at me with wonder at what I was saying as she chewed on the thought. Then, opened up her bag and started watching herself getting her first spanking. "...Gosh! Is that really me? I look so hot like that! They really got the best angle for this!" Then she winced as she watched herself getting each spank. Her mouth hanging open at all that followed. At the end, she didn't say anything. She actually watched it two more times before she said something. When she did, it was strictly something that could only be said by Jamie; "Well ...that wasn't very long at all and they didn't really get good shots of my face! Next time could you make it last longer and pull my hair or something so my face shows better?" I playfully looked shocked. "But I thought you said that was "beastly and you couldn't take another moment"?" While she stammered with the prospect of realizing what she had just said, I then added drawing her into my arms and placing my forehead against hers as I looked into her eyes. "...and I like the idea of you and me doing this again, but that will mean you'll have been very naughty ...again" I smiled. She chewed on her thumbnail for a moment then smiled quietly and rested her head on my shoulder "Well, I think I can manage that."