I miss this

In so many ways

It could have been just a single quick sharp slap across the arse, or several swats either for fun or a warning. A soapy handprint whilst we were washing up. It made the mundane playful and interesting.

Or something more meaningful, you would make me wait. Anticipation added to the lesson. Then it would be over your knee or the side of the sofa. Panties down, you didn't stop until my bottom was glowing red. A paddle that punished and left a lasting impression so it was tender to sit for a couple of days. Or for tears that cleansed and provided a well needed reset.

Or maybe it was for sensation that was designed to excite. A cupped hand, vibrations that traveled straight through to my sensitive areas, activating every nerve ending. Ropes or restraints. I wanted to please you. Take whatever you wanted to give to me and I was always rewarded. Your good girl.

I'm thinking of this and you so much. So many amazing memories. It's a story that's hard to write but deserves to be told 😊