Spring Beating (Part 1)

Sir and I were nestled in the living room watching a show on TV.  
Sir is sitting in his chair and he has an earpiece in one ear and is watching something on his iPad.  
I watched him for a bit and then asked what he was doing.... 
to which he quickly, unabashedly replies that "watching porn, looking for a video to have you watch later."

Oh, wow...that means he'll be in the mood to play.  Oh, WOW.  
It's not early, I wonder what he has in mind.  
I wonder what kind of porn he's surfing.  What he's watching...  

I'm nervous and excited.  I decide to go fold the clothes upstairs as soon as our show is over.  Sir has a few things to finish up before he can come upstairs.

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When Sir comes in the room, he says, "I didn't find anything worth making you watch."  Then comes right up behind me and whispers in my ear, "But I did get lots of ideas of new ways  to spank you, fiona."

I freeze...he's taken my breath away.  

"Hurry up and finish folding the clothes, fiona.  Then, bring me the crop, the belt on the floor of the closet, and the bamboo."

I finish at a frantic pace.  I am so ready.  I am so eager.  Oh I have needed an orgasm for two days.  We had both tried to get me to orgasm for about two days and I am horny and ready and want, desperately want, a good, long spanking.  

I put the clothes away and get his implements.  After presenting them to him he tells me, "get all..." *hand waving at me* "off and get over here"

With lightening speed, I remove my clothing and dispatch them in the hampers.  I quickly climb up on the bed and he instructs me to take a pillow and lay with my head at the foot of the bed.  He repositions me ... just so.  

My spanking comenses.  

He starts with the bamboo...
   He strikes ten soft then 
        increasing intensity so that by the end of the next ten, it's HARD.
   He switches back to ten soft and then repeats the increasing intensity.

He warms me up so nicely with this repetition. 

He finishes a soft set on the bamboo and I'm almost gleeful when I feel the first lick of of his belt.  

Oh, he hasn't used his belt in too long.  It is solid, when he strikes.  It's definitive.  It's strength and submission wrapped into one lash.  

I didn't count, but once again the, but once again he varied his lash.  He struck three soft and one hard and rested a moment for me to catch my breath.  He repeated this pattern and I was panting, moaning on the fourth lash, raising back up for another after I quieted a bit.

He increases to the point that I'm barely able to take the hardest lash.  When it's just about too much, he switches back to the bamboo.  He seems to be using the bamboo as his rubbing.  He's soothing with the softer bamboo strikes.  

Oh, I'm so loving his beating.  My ass is glowing, I'm sure...but it's a glow of beauty, of contentment, of submission. 

.....more to cum come...