Yay, spankings!

J did come home and he did indeed give me a celebratory spanking. I'm actually still quite new to being spanked so I can honestly say that's the hardest I've ever been spanked. My ass is very red, I even have a welt or two. That's my first welt actually, I'm rather proud of it. J's becoming better at it as well, he played mind games with me this time. It was horrible, in a good way.

He tends to have one hand on my ass and this time around he used the other to hold my head down by my collar. He tends to just rest his hand on my ass, stroking it between spanks, and then when I feel how he lifts it I know I'm about to get spanked. I tense up, hold my breath and try not to flinch but then, occasionally, there's no spank. He just lowers his hand back down gently and I have to release the breath I'm holding and relax without the pain. He made me laugh several times when he did it. It wasn't a happy laugh but more of a nervous giggle as I tried to calm down from having my expectations crushed.

That's pretty much how we did it except that we were on a sofa.
I do like being comfortable even as I'm being spanked.

I loved every time he did it actually. He was demonstrating his power and dominance over me. He was toying with me. Every time he didn't spank me it was as if he was saying "I can give you what you want but I'll only do it when it pleases me. Right now I just want to watch you squirm.", it was incredible. I hope I have bruises in the morning, I love it when he leaves marks on my body.

As I sat down afterwards I squirmed a little as I realized that my ass is sore. That's another first and how goddamn hot isn't that?