I got to thinking about this while I was in the garage....
Nude with my back striped and my bottom stinging. And it occurred to me that every spanking has something in common. My head space. Some of it is more intense for a punishment but the stages are still there.
From the time Dragon tells me I am going to be spanked until the first set of swats are over I am in this stage. First I have to consent to the spanking and bare my bottom. (or allow him to bare it for me) Then accept the swats landing on my backside.
When the swats really start to hurt I always have a hard time staying still. I whine, complain and call him names I refuse to repeat. He has had to hold my hands out of the way. I can be quite stubborn.
When the swats don't stop and don't come softer. When I am the limits of what I can cope with I begin to surrender. The swats still hurt but I am not trying to get away from the paddle anymore. My tears may not fall but my eyes are damp. My body is shaking and I am laying limp across his lap.
And the final stage?
Recovery and cuddles
This is the best part of every spanking. Curled up in his arms. Kissing, touching and reconnecting.
So what is Dragon up to?
Last night he took me out to the garage for a late night session. He took my shirt off for a flogging first and let me know that this would not be a short session. It felt like heaven. Then my pants came off and he finished with the paddle. Sad to say I only hit Resistance. We are working on that. If he pushes too hard I will hide in my little shell. He doesn't want that and neither do I.
Earlier in the day I almost earned a good punishment. Oops. I forgot my seat belt. What? Still? Yes, sadly I still forget it from time to time. I was saved by the bell. The car gave me a warning right before we entered the highway and I clicked it shut just in time. RELIEF.
I got a good girl instead of a punishment. Happy me! And he is willing to give the punishment now. Yep, that makes me happy too!