First off, understand that I'm 100% spanko, 100% bottom. When I started visiting pros, role play made a lot of sense. I felt that I needed a reason why I was getting a spanking, so we'd set up some sort of scenario like "you did this, it was wrong, and now you're going to be spanked." Since I started playing pretty late in life, I guess my introduction was when I was in my late 40s (I'm about to turn 76), I never really imagined myself as a youngster or school boy - most of my role play setups were as an adult or teen-ager, the traditional "not too old to be spanked" sort.

I've tried play in the school environment a couple of times. First time I had suggested that I was being punished for setting off firecrackers on the playground during recess - a good reason for punishment since it was not only potentially dangerous to me, but to others in the group that gathered for the fun. That started off well, but not long after the spanking started, the "principal" started coming up with reason after reason why she was punishing me - throwing food in the cafeteria, talking during an assembly, teasing the girls, and finally, accusing me of getting one girl pregnant. Silly! I thought I'd give school another try with someone else, this time playing a teacher who was caught peeking into the girls' locker room through a hole in an an adjacent supply closet. That worked!

For a while, I was an older, retired "Mr. Fixit" kind of neighbor that the school kids liked to visit because I'd help them fix their bikes, model airplanes, or work on science class projects. Their mothers were upset because their kids were ignoring their chores (for which of course they were spanked) because they were spending so much time with me, and that I deserved to share in their punishments. That one left enough room for variety that it lasted a few years.

But I seem to have run out of almost-believable reasons to be spanked, and lately I've found that it's OK to just get a spanking. Sometimes the setup is that my boss made an appointment for me to see a counselor who might be able to help me over some small problems I've had at work. The counselor doesn't know what I've done and doesn't try to pry it out of me, her job is simply to give me a sound spanking. And now that I've developed a roster of great spankers to come back to time and again, I can arrive knowing that I'll be spanked, and don't need any role play. I simply enjoy the sensation, and usually some humorous conversation while over her knee.

Maybe in my mind I'm really role-playing that I'm visiting a professional disciplinarian. Or maybe the truth of the matter is that, much as I'd like to, I've never really gotten into playing my role very creatively.