Spank Me Later

Even before we transitioned to a 24/7 D/s dynamic, spanking was part of our routine in a way. We didn’t know anything about impact play or domestic discipline, but after we had sex, he would always give my booty a nice little smack. It became something that I expected and enjoyed, like the whipped cream on top of a sundae, that little spank finished our sexy time in the most perfect way. Now spanking is part of our dynamic on almost a daily basis. Even as I write this post, my butt is deliciously sore from a lovely spanking session we had last night where he used the heel of his hand to give me a thuddy sensation deep into the muscle. I love the gentle reminder of it as I plop down into a chair or run on the treadmill.

He sometimes uses spanking as a way to discipline me when I break the rules, which isn’t very often. We just recently purchased a small tawse that he’s designated for this task. That little thing packs a stingy punch that does a wonderful job of reminding me of the rules. I never thought I would be the type of woman that would get behind the idea of domestic discipline, but I can now say that it is something I thoroughly appreciate. The finality of it, the way it instantly puts the transgression behind us works really well for me. For this reason and, to be honest, because it actually feels good to me, I really enjoy my punishments most of the time. Even if I’m able to get pleasure from a punishment, the message is still understood, I have made a mistake and this is the consequence.

Sometimes I ask for a spanking, a bare assed over the knee, skin to skin spanking that helps to quiet my mind. This is one part of spanking that I find so surprising. It’s amazing how the simple act of laying across his lap and getting spanked until my butt is warm and pink can change my mood from sour to sweet. I never would have thought that could help me feel better. I might have had a crappy day at work, and his rhythmic spanks will bring me back around. Maybe we have been busy and our connection has wavered a little, and a spanking session will set us back on the right path, reestablishing our D/s dynamic. These maintenance spankings leave me with a smile on my face and some pretty color on my ass, a release of tension in my shoulders and a clear head to face whatever life may hand me.

He has a really nice butt, it’s bubbly and meaty, and when he wears certain pants, I just can’t seem to keep my hands off of him. Don’t even get me started about how good it looks naked, pale and hairless, his skin is smooth and just begs to be touched. I don’t ever spank him really, but I do like to swat and pat, pinch and poke. I’m lucky that he allows me to indulge my obsession with his luscious booty, because he’s definitely not into being on the receiving end.  We’ve tried that before and it did not work out! I’m happy with what he allows because it would be extremely hard to keep my hands away from that sweet ass.

I am curious to see where our love for spanking will take us in the future. Maybe we will explore some more public spanking. We recently had our first public scene in the dungeon at Frolicon, but we have yet to do any sort of spanking at events in our hometown. Spanking has been a part of our story for so long, and our own appreciation for it has grown immensely over the years. There are loads of places we could go, we only have to use our imagination to take us there!