The feeling I get when I'm giving a spanking.

A lot of things go through my head during spankings. First of all in our lives there are a few different types of 'spankings'.

There is the quick slap on the ass. This is done with a few things in mind. In one fashion it's a loving "I want you" type of slap. Then there is the "get your self in line" swat.

There is a maintenance spanking that is a mutually agreed upon spanking that is enjoyed by all. This one is usually capped of with very sensual sex.

There is an agressive over the knee spanking. This spanking is my favorite. Seeing her bend over, with part of her juicy pussy lips showing drives me crazy! Just thinking of it makes me want to go grab her right now. The sex after this type of spanking is carnal.

Then there is the punishment spanking. This one is for teaching her a lesson. Sometimes there are tears, sometimes we do not cuddle or have sex after. If a lesson is learned then it worked.

I remember when we first started talkig about and acting on spankings. I was shocked that she wanted it, she was shocked that I was ok with it. Her ass is the greatest ever. And any chance for me to put my hands on it makes me happy. When i spank her I feel so many things. The power that I hold over her makes me feel amazing. The sexual flood of feelings is overwhelming. Sometimes a well timed swat will make both of us scream with pleasure.

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All or nothing?

When I get into something I jump into it 100%. I must have spent 2 hours at work on my phone looking for people to follow on Twitter and checking out their blogs. This all or nothing attitude is what made our first attempt at D/s fail. I usually don't do anything until I fully understand it, but the thought of slapping her ass, telling her to get on her knees and strapping her to the bed made me jump in without full knowledge.

I knew that when I was in the bedroom I could completely dominate and show no regret because it was what she wanted. When I reached for the paddle because she didn't complete a task that day, I knew I was right. But then I started to lose sight of the reason we started it. It was the extreme love that we feel for each other. It was the slow stroke from behind, her looking up at me and softly saying "I love you".

I soon started to see fear, and not the devotion that I originally wanted.

Things are getting better. Seeing how couples function in the real world, then behind closed doors is helping so much.