The other day I was talking to a sub of Mine – spank boy – about what got him into the BDSM world. What drove him to seek Me out? What made him dream about the naughty thoughts in the dark…when he was alone…
he replied ‘I was spanked as a child by my Mother. She always wore jeans and a button top and it was so erotic. She would roughly pull me over her lap and tell me what I had done wrong to deserve the spanking. She spanked me with her bare hand and then she would use a wood board of some kind. To this day, it turns me on and even though it hurts like hell, I love it.’
As do I!! I love spanking his soft ass til it’s red and burns to My touch. I love hearing him cry like a baby, begging Me to stop, but knowing that I won’t. I love having him squirm on My lap, trying to fall off so I will stop. That only annoys Me more and oh yes, he pays dearly with even harder smacks.
