Jack did the introduction and he said it was long over due. Blog friends said the meeting would be to my liking and it wouldn't be that bad. Blog friends told me that I would like the belt better than Jack's trusty paddle. The suspense and anxiety over this introduction was almost too much to bare.
Jet lag was over and my attitude was not good. He said it was time to reshape the attitude and get us back on track. I had a small request and it was denied rather quickly. My bottom would be bare. That's the way we spank. I pleaded that my backside was too tender after two weeks away. Jack just smiled and said he knew the way to do the tenderizing. He gave me a kiss and pointed upstairs.
And so we climbed the stairs to the bedroom and I went over his knee. I became very quiet as clothing came down and I was made ready. He spanked first with his hand. He has become an hard spanker. He holds me tight and I begin to sense what is to come. The belt met my bare bottom and the stinging began. Jack spanked until my sit spot was bright red. When the spanking was over, Jack held me close telling me that he hoped my attitude had improved. Just in case, the belt would remain on the bed. In case there was a need to use it again that day, Jack wanted it handy.
So I survived my first belt spanking. It is over, but the belt is still on the bed. Jack said it is handy for round two. Attitude is everything here. Better attitude keeps the belt at bay. I asked Jack if we were all meeting together upstairs again and he replied a second meeting could be easily arranged. Ugh!