My boyfriend watched a spanking porn movie recently and asked me how I felt about trying it. I didn’t really have any experience with spanking, but wasn’t against it. I suppose if I’d been brutally spanked growing up I’d have had no interest in revisiting an unpleasant experience, but that wasn’t the case, so I was open to experimenting with it. Several days later I’d been too busy to pick up his dry cleaning. He was going away on a business trip and had wanted this particular suit for the trip. I’d forgotten, simple as that.
I told him he had several other suits he could wear instead, which was true, but he wanted that one. The one I forgot to pick up. There wasn’t time now before he left to get it. He grabbed me and pulled me down over across his lap and started to spank me. I was so shocked at this happening, I was speechless. I got several swift smacks to the buttocks before I was stood back upright. He said I’d been bad, and this spanking was my punishment. It was all so fast and unexpected. Yet, I didn’t dislike it, I wasn’t angry at him.
A few nights later in bed we were fucking doggy position and I got a hand smack across my rump and I squealed a bit. Maybe this spanking was going to be fun. He would do things like this out of the blue, a wallop here, a smack there. It was playful and fun, but did sting a bit, but I didn’t mind, he wasn’t too hard. I didn’t think I’d be discussing this with my girlfriends, but it was something a bit kinky just between the two of us. I think having little secrets like this can keep things interesting between a couple.
