I love it when I can take enough pain to leave me with marks – even if they’re just fast-fading pink arse cheeks after a spanking. When my partner told me that this particular sofa spanking had left me with such marks, I quickly asked them to snap a photo for me.
Photo taken by my beautifully sadistic partner, who had fun turning me into their own little trans flag.
I smile looking at this photo, because I can remember how good I felt squirming under my partner’s hand. It was the first time I had lain over their lap for a spanking, and I felt delightfully small and submissive. The spanking hurt, of course, but I managed to slip into the headspace where I can embrace the pain, enjoying the build and burn as well as how wet I’m getting.
I can’t often find that place – often pain is just stingy and while I get off on it as a submissive slut who wants sadists to hurt her, I am enduring the pain rather than embracing it. This time I wanted them to keep going – I felt safe and cared for, lying there in their lap. I was even craving sharp slaps as opposed to my usually preferred thuddy smacks.
I’m hoping there’ll be another sofa spanking in my near future, especially if I can find the headspace where I can accept the pain.
For more of my adventures (though less of my arse) you should check out my Instagram account, where I post photos of cake and queer pin badges. You should also make sure you’ve subscribed to my mailing list, because this might be the last lewd I’m sharing in 2019, but there’s going to be a LOT more next year.