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Sensual is my favorite word, a word that immediately conjures images of silk flowing over bare skin, smooth rope just brushing the tip of my nipple, rose petals across my cheeks, a cool breeze on my naked body. This is a word that makes me clench between the legs at the thought of what it brings with it. When I hear the word, it is like it is echoed in a whisper, calling to me, reminding me to stop and enjoy the moment before it is gone.

These thoughts are crazy, I know; but the magic of touch is awe inspiring. Take one night and shut out the world with a blindfold. Do nothing more than spend the night focusing on this specific sense, using different things to arouse your partner, to give them soft, silky, hot and cold, rough, spiky, painful. From candle wax to flogging, entice every inch of their skin, push your partner to their breaking point and then make them delve deeper to enjoy more. Enjoy watching their nipples get hard, their legs get wet and the hair on their skin dance as their body begs for more. Fantasize about what they are feeling and you may find your orgasm reaching new heights.

Sensual is what made spanking and bondage appealing. The thought of the smack as the rubber implement hits my ass or the feel of the leather as the flogger rips across my back. My favorite thought, is the feeling of the rope as it is wrapped slowly and seductively around my body, as if Chris is creating an erotic piece of art with such discipline and patience that a masterpiece will be born.

Ahh, he knows me so well to make my body squirm and wiggle as it grapples with an explosion of the senses that only can be achieved through this form of touch.

And so, for my favorite word, I have chosen a picture of one of my favorite spanking models, one who in every word invokes sensuality with her face and her touch. In this picture the is very smirkishly biting sweet Sarah’s nipple. There is something about the way Kailee swings a paddle as if trying not so much to create pain, but to tantalize your ass into enjoying the spanking.

I am so in love with the scene from weeds last week. She was thrown over his knee with no idea of what was coming. He spanked her hard and fast as she struggled fruitlessly to escape his grasp. Her reaction shows one of fear and confusion as this grown man has taken her captive in a limo. I love when he is done spanking, that he just returns to his newspaper as if this is a normal everyday occurrence. Mary-Louise Parker sits there in a daze trying to straighter herself up and take control of the situation.

When Mary returns home and climbs into her bed we see her wince with pain from her newfound spanking and change positions several times to avoid resting on her beautiful bum.

It is not til the very end of the show that we see the tell tale sign of a spanko in the making. As she stands in front of the mirror and admires her new markings we see her smile, almost smirk with enjoyment, as she runs her hands over her ass and feels the warm curves beneath her fingers and remembers the spanking with vivid detail in her mind.

Mmmmmm, I love scenes like this, it reminds me of my first adult spanking and how my husband surprised me by pulling me in for a hug and then quickly changed my position so that I was over his knee. He lifted up my skirt and started spanking my ass hard and fast with his hand. It took me a full minute to even realize what he was doing. As the shock wore off, I could not believe the searing pain that overtaken my butt and thighs. I tried everything to escape and protect my ass from another strike. I screamed out my safe word, praying he would stop.

After he stopped, he carefully pulled me up and asked me what I thought of the spanking. I told him I honestly didn’t think I was into it, I just didn’t get it, it hurt way too much. We had previously talked about trying spankings after my curiosity was sparked by a spanko, but we just had not found the right time. Chris wanted to catch me by surprise and offer me a real punishment for me taking a very long lunch. I told him thank you for trying and went back to my desk. I rubbed my very warm bottom and tried to wipe the pain away.

It was when I went to sit down that I felt the stinging in my backside. I shifted several times to alleviate the pain, but to no avail my discomfort could not be relieved. I continued working and every once in a while as I moved, I would feel a slight twinge. I smiled that same smile, an almost smirk of enjoyment. I loved the reminder Chris had left on my backside. I loved the stinging I felt when sitting down. I loved knowing he cared that much about me.

That day I did not reach the endorphine state I had heard so much about, but I found, in my own way, a new form of sexual play.