Growing up in Brooklyn, NY in the 1970s was a very interesting time for me. I lived in an apartment over a store. The building was built in the 1920s as a long interconnected building with apartments above and stores at street level. Also there were air shafts and the apartments shared for sunlight and ventilation. You were able to look out the window and see the apartment next door. We had a long time neighbor that saw me grow up. Her name was Pam. She was divorced with two younger children. At the time I just turned 18 and her kids were still in grammar school. Pam was in her late thirties a little large and was still a very sexy lady. I would run errands for her and do minor repairs in the apartment as needed. Pam was a fair yet strict single parent. When her boys would act up she had no problem putting them over her knee for a bare bottom spanking. I heard and witnessed this numerous times. I also knew at an early age I was very interested in spanking. I often thought how it would be to be spanked by Pam yet I never would dare inquire about it.

One day in the spring of 1977 I heard a crash next door and Pam yelling at her son. Soon after, I heard the familiar sound of a hand coming in contact with bare buttocks and the cries from Joey. I went to the window and asked if everything was all right. After the spanking she said Joey was climbing and acting stupid. He ripped the book shelf out of the wall and made a big mess and she needed help reinstalling it to the wall. I went over to assess the damage and what I can do to reattach it to the wall. I had school the next day and I would come over after class and help her out. When I got home I went right over to help her. It was an easy job using some toggle bolts. I had the shelf up in no time. We were making small talk and I said to her I heard you spanking Joey for his mischief. Pam said that she believes in spanking as positive reinforcement. Then she asked me if I was spanked growing up. I said yes and you must have heard the familiar sound of the paddle being applied to bare buttocks. I must have turned beet red when she asked me. By my reaction, I think she had a feeling that I was turned on with spanking. Well anyway I had to use the bathroom and Pan said by all means you know where it is. When I went in I closed the door and relieved myself. Turning around behind me hanging on the door was a red open top enema bag with a red hose steel pinch clamp and a black rectal nozzle attached. I also received numerous enemas growing up and was very turned on at the site. I looked at it and it was damp so it was used recently. I wondered who got the enema. Now I am on fire. I came out with my face as red as the bag and very excited. Pam had a funny smirk on her face as she looked at me. She apologized to me for leaving it out for all to see. I didn't know what to say. She asked me if I ever had an enema and I said yes but not in a long time. Pam said that it is a good thing to keep healthy . I didn't know what to say other than I had to start dinner before my mom got home.

I couldn't get the sight of the bag hanging on the door and more important thinking of Pam standing there holding the bag full of soapy water ready to give it to me. A couple of days later she asked me if I could help her out with a minor repair so I went right over. We were making small talk and the subject of discipline came up. My face started to turn red when she admitted she liked giving spankings to naughty boys. She flat out asked me if I would let her spank me. I was so shocked by the request and before I could think I just said YES. She said the had a feeling that I really liked it. I admitted to her that I thought about what it would feel like being bare bottom over her ample lap. She had me hooked. She totally changed her demeanor and got up and went into the kitchen and brought an armless chair into the living room and put it in the center of the room. I knew mom wasn't due to be home for about two hours so nobody would hear a sound. Then I could not believe she said that after the spanking she was going to use the red bag on me knowing I was interested in that. I didn't know what to do or say. She sat down on the chair and told me to stand in front of her hands on my head while she unbuckled my belt, and pulled my pants down to my knees. I couldn't hide my excitement and she said I was very developed for my age. Talk about embarrassment. Then she hooked her thumbs in the elastic band of my underwear and pulled them down also to my knees. She ordered me to stand in the corner while she readies the red bag. I sheepishly obeyed and stayed in the corner. I didn't dare turn around to see what she was doing. She went into the bathroom then I heard the faucet open and water running. Then it was shut off followed by some movement. I heard a metallic snap then another one. She reentered the room and sat down on the chair. She told me to come to her and stand on her right side. I obeyed and went to her. She guided me across her lap. There I was starring at the carpeted floor feeling the cool breeze on my bare buttocks. She adjusted her grip and made my bottom bent in such a way for maximum angle. She admitted she thought about spanking me for a long time and I told her I thought about her spanking me for a long time. She asked me why I was so turned on at the sight of the enema bag and I told her I loved the feeling of someone having me in an embarrassing position and controlling me. With that she scolded me for having those thoughts and I would be punished for that. Without warning she raised her right arm high in the air and with an open hand proceeded to spank me hard and fast. In no time tears were welling up in my eyes and I started kicking my legs. She was one hell of a spanker and kept the rhythm up without missing a stroke. My buttocks were as red as the enema bag I seen. I was very hard as I wiggled on her lap. She stopped long enough to pick up a hairbrush she had at her side. I was begging her to stop but I didn't want her to stop. Finally she stopped after she started shaking like an earthquake. Didn't know it at the time but she had numerous climaxes.

Part II The Enema

To be continued.