This is the story of my second meeting with D, [a 4’10 curvy nurse who wanted to be disciplined](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/53kpnh/mf_the_curvy_nurse_got_spanked_story_1_of_3/). This time, we were going to meet at D’s apartment, and I was going to spank her for real.
Let me state up front that I wasn’t actually disciplining her for doing anything wrong. We didn’t know each other well enough for that. But I told her that I could use all the language that comes with being disciplined, without mentioning any wrongdoing. That worked for her. I also told her that there would be no swearing, or else she *would* be punished for that; she agreed to this stipulation. (I don’t care about swearing, but in a situation like this I felt it was appropriate.)
When D answered the door, she was wearing pajamas — a short-sleeved top and thin shorts. I feel like this is useful information. We chatted a bit and petted her cat, and I asked if she wanted me to show her the implements I brought. She didn’t. She was pretty darn nervous, and I get that, but I did my best to make her feel comfortable – hugs, hand-holding, talking quietly before we started. I also reminded her that swearing would get her mouth washed out, and while she was taking a shower I prepared the piece of ginger I’d use for her figging.