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I might be about to spank this booty, but I truly hope that one day in the not too distant future I’m getting my face all up close and personal too. This is one cake that I want to feast on over and over again, that’s for sure.
But rather than indulge my fantasies for what I want to do to Taylor’s butt, I need to focus every inch of my energy onto delivering a spanking that the boy will never, ever forget.
‘It was going to be six,’ I say, drawing my hand back and holding it in the air above me. ‘But your repeated attempts to provoke and sass me have added another six on top. If I was you, I’d think very carefully about doing anything from this point onward that might lead to even more.’
I don’t expect a reply from Taylor, and I don’t get one either.
Clearly, the reality of the situation is hitting the boy, and without further ado I bring my hand crashing down on Taylor’s delectable left buttock.
Despite the crashing sound of my palm on Taylor’s exposed cheek, I don’t hear a peep out of Taylor.
This boy’s tough – he’s just taken a spank that would have sent most boys into a world of sharp, squealing pain.
Well, let’s just see how tough Taylor is after another five spanks…
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
‘You’re very quiet, boy,’ I say, noting the red handprints on each of Taylor’s strong yet squeezable buttocks. Something tells me that as tough as Taylor is, what he truly needs to do is relax and let the spanking take a hold of him. ‘My advice to you would be to let go. Feel each spank and react to it.’
Taylor doesn’t speak, but I do see him nod his head ever so slightly.
Suddenly I’m beginning to wonder if Taylor has ever been spanked before. It hadn’t occurred to me, but I might just be dealing with a boy who has very low levels of experience in matters like this.
I think a change of approach is needed.
As much as this is a discipline session for the boy, I also want him to come away from it having learned something too.
‘Count with me,’ I say, bringing down a hard spank onto his left buttock. ‘Seven!’
‘S-s-s-even,’ Taylor says, his voice quiet and full of emotion.
‘Eight!’ I say, reddening Taylor’s right cheek further as I bring down another accurate spank.
‘E-e-e-eight,’ Taylor says, a tremble in his voice.
I can sense that Taylor wants to fully let go and embrace the situation, and I think that I might need to persist with the counting to make sure that it happens – and throw a little something else into the mix too.
‘Keep counting, and ask me for another too,’ I say, tracing my fingers over Taylor’s warm butt. ‘Don’t be afraid, you’re doing brilliantly well.’
‘Please may I have another?’ Taylor says, a rush of excitement in his voice.
‘Of course,’ I reply. ‘Nine!’
This time, Taylor lets out a little yelp as I crash my palm down onto his butt. This is good. The boy is letting go and taking his punishment with an open heart.
‘Nine, and please may I have another?’ Taylor says, his body relaxing as he lies across me. ‘It hurts… but I want more.’
‘And more you shall have,’ I say, swatting his ass again. ‘Ten!’
This time, Taylor lets out a louder cry of pain. I don’t blame him. I’m giving everything I have – and don’t plan on stopping either.
