I guess this title makes it sound like my 80s childhood is showing. But really, it's Tasha's fault. The title of this entry I mean. Not anything else -- though now that I think about it, I'm sure someone could find something to blame her for. Apparently after eight years of posting, writing erotica, chatting, not to mention my real life activities, I've reclaimed my spanko virginity. My pain threshold is lower than I ever remember it being.
You see, I've had periodic bouts of severe eczema for the last 3 years. Treatment has left my skin very sensitive. Add to that my no longer reacting to spanking with the feeling "oh wow, oh my god, I'm really getting spanked" which had me controlling any pain reaction because I was afraid it would either upset my spanker (ha!) or make them stop (ha ha!). So even early this year, I'd commented that I'd become something of a spanking wimp.
However, two months ago I had to have some surgery and because of that Pab hadn't spanked me for more than two months. Not even the occasional hard, sharp swat. Well, not many anyway. This spanking hiatus ended earlier this week, ironically (or maybe not) with an incident that pointed out my need for a firm hand, which I got in spades. But this spanking was different. From an abstract perspective, I knew that Pab wasn't spanking me hard -- he started with his hand over my knickers. I've posted in the past that we don't do warm-up usually. The scary thing? It wasn't a warm up -- after about two swats, I was squirming and kicking with every effort to escape. Long before he picked up the hairbrush I was sobbing and pleading for him to stop. All the while thinking "wait, this isn't so hard...".
Actually not all the while. Long before the spanking was over (and it wasn't that long a one), I was only focused on doing anything to end it. I'm sure I'd have promised years off my life. Further, my bottom was sore most of the the next day. Not a "nice" sore, but sore enough that I avoided sitting.
The tenderness has continued for each spanking after it -- 8 smacks with the slipper left me howling a few nights ago. Yet my bottom is totally unmarked by these painful assaults. It's wildly unfair.
So where does Tasha come into this? Well, when I reported to her how I'm currently reacting to spankings, she commented that I've now got a virgin bottom again.
Great. And Ouch.
