Adult spanking is a curious thing. I mean, most of us did not like being spanked as children. We dreaded spankings, didn't we? So, why do so many of us long to be spanked as adults. I think for some of us, it is for sexual pleasure. For others, it is to meet an emotional need. Maybe we feel we deserve it before we enjoy fucking. Some parts of society make women feel we are bad if we enjoy being fucked. So, maybe we feel better about our longing if we are punished first. I will tell you why I want you to spank me.
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I stand naked across the room. You sit naked on the edge of the bed intently watching me. You pat your left thigh and sternly tell me to come to you. Your dominance sends chills down my spine. Slowly, I walk towards you and you tell me to bend over, straddling your left leg.
We make our last eye contact before I submit to you. It is a very intimate feeling to me. I am relinquishing my power to you. Once across your leg, you have the ability to really hurt me, if you desire.
I lean forward straddling your leg, with my upper body stretched out beside and behind you. You wrap your muscular left arm around my waist, tucking your fingers underneath to hold my tummy. I am held motionless against your side. My arms stretch out in front of me and take hold of the sheets I know I will need to squeeze for support. I feel my pussy touching your hard leg. I know you are staring at my naked ass.
This is an embarrassing position. Your spanking will hurt. But, embarrassment and light pain are kissing cousins to pleasure. You know this. My pussy is already tingling in anticipation. You start by rubbing my ass cheeks ... laying claim to them.
Smack! The first one always makes me jump a little. You pause to let the sensation and its effects sink in. When you spanked me, my pussy ground against your leg I was straddling, adding to my pleasure.
Smack! Smack! Smack! You alternate ass cheeks this time and increase your intensity. I gasp a little as the stinging starts. You tighten your grip on my waist but rub my ass to relieve some of the initial stinging. You want this spanking to last a while.
Your cock grows hard. It makes you feel powerful to have me willingly submit to you. You know you are in control now and it excites you. A sense of responsibility hits you too. Feeling obligated to give me what I need, you carefully play out the spanking in your head.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! A dozen strikes hit my ass now and I try to shift my position. My bottom really stings and fear creeps in about how much pain I will endure. You are physically stronger and I can't make you stop now, even if I wanted the spanking to stop. I have to trust you to push me and give me what I need, but not damage me. This trust deepens our intimacy, which is the most pleasurable thing about the spanking. And having your bottom spanked revs up the nerve endings everywhere between your legs.