A Valentine's Belt

I bought M a casual leather belt for Valentine's Day. (Actually, I bought him two because the second one was 50% off.) I liked the idea of giving him a leather belt for Valentine's Day because (1) he needs one, and (2) he may eventually spank me with it. It gave me a little thrill to think, "He may spank me with this thing" as I mulled the selections at the store. A belt is a very personal gift, and I liked that for a Valentine's Day gift.

We gave each other accessories for V Day. I knew he was going to give me earrings because I sent him a link with appropriate selections to help him out. (He needs a little help with gift ideas and doesn't mind such obvious hints.) After I had sent him the link, I decided to get him some sort of clothing accessory, too. The belt was the perfect idea. His gift to me will make me prettier - and all girls love that. My gift to him will make him manlier - and I love that, too!

I just love the idea that one day he will order me to my room and say, "Pants down", as he rips the belt from its loops. He presses on my lower back after he quickly folds the belt. "Stay still now." Then, ten to twenty fast spanks across my bottom as punishment for some minor infraction.

Mmmmm... a girl can dream, can't she?

Happy Birthday Spanking

M gave me his birthday spanking on Thursday night! When I got my first adult birthday spanking last November, we agreed that I would get all the birthday spankings in our relationship. I was fine with that.

In the past week, I thought a lot about the birthday spanking to come. Should it be fun or intense? I think that most adult birthday spankings are designed as fun in one way or another. Either as silliness (a few slaps from your sister on your clothed bottom) or as one to three "hard as I can" paddle swats that make all the observers laugh at the birthday boy's reaction. I don't like the idea of a silly or half-hearted spanking. I decided that in our relationship, birthday spankings would be like all the rest - serious and real.

His birthday was coming up Friday. Due to circumstances out of our control, we would not be together that night, so earlier in the week we had planned the spanking for Thursday night. As Thursday evening wore on and no mention was made of the upcoming spanking, I thought he had forgotten. However, as we were going to bed, he opened the drawer where he keeps the paddle, etc., and said that we had some business to attend to. I was lying in bed. I didn't have any feelings of dread, but I was a little surprised. I had planned to mention the spanking as we went to sleep and to suggest that we have it on Sunday. But since he remembered and was willing, I went along. He sat on the side of the bed. I stood near him and started to go over his leg when I stopped myself and reminded him that he is supposed to tell me to get into position when he is ready. He said, "Assume the position." He giggled a bit with that. I think he covers up his discomfort with giggles. First, he gave me a hand spanking (about 40 or so), then 40 firm strikes with the round leather paddle and about 20 with the wooden paddle, alternating cheeks. He wanted to stop then because he said I was getting very red. I didn't want him to stop. I said, "How about just a few more, hard and fast?" He agreed, and did just that. Maybe that group ended up being about 20 or so (no pun intended). This "hard and fast" set is what I need to get the full effect of the spanking. All the other spanks are just buildup. I may have gasped and moaned a bit, but I wasn't anywhere near tears.

I told him that hard and fast set is like the "exclamation point" on the whole experience. My bottom was very warm afterwards, and I liked feeling it as I cupped my bottom with my hands. (Crazy, isn't it??) After we made love, my bottom was only slightly warm and not very pink. The next day my skin felt a little tender and sort of itchy as I sat at my desk, but I had no deep aches.