Spanking should be a punishment that no one wants, but why does it turn me on so much? How can a swat to the ass make me so wet and crave more? It seems silly that a fully grown woman desire nothing more than to drop her panties and bend over for a hand to warm those cheeks.
Do you remember your last spanking? Was it by a lover, or an authority figure? Tell me how you felt knowing that you would need to bend over and take some well deserved welts across your backside? Did the pit of your stomach tighten, or were the butterflies clapping for more? I know for me, it was always more that I wanted, even when I screamed for him to stop.
Spanking; over the knee, or paddle?
Erotic spanking can be intoxicating, but so can feeling like a small child who disappointed the one she/or he loves. I remember vividly being pushed over a lap and told how disappointed he was in me. I knew better than to behave like that. Each swat on my flesh force tears to fall from my eyes and my body to shake in regret. I will admit that afterwards, I masturbated so much. Not because of the person, but the experience. A dominate man or woman might not realize this, but they could force me to my knees with on slap on my tight ass.
So tell me, when was the last time you were spanked? Was it hard, soft, erotic, or punishing. Did you masturbate after, or cry for relief. If you close your eyes can you still remember the feeling? I would love to explore the sensual world of spanking, but beware, you might be the one over my knee begging for me to stop.
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