The hem of my grey cotton t-shirt was much more appealing than looking into my ma’am’s blue eyes right now. I could feel the heat spreading across my face from the quiet questions she had been asking me. She knew. She always knew. However, with her arms wrapped securely around my waist, with me curled up on her lap, as close to her as I could get I still felt safe. Her embrace was warm and secure.
She surprised me when she whispered into my ear, “Come on little bit, let’s get you over my knee where you belong.” Ma’am shifted to the middle of the couch while I awkwardly climbed from her lap, I was suddenly missing her arms as I stood in front of her.
Ma’am quickly divested me of pajama pants and guided me over her lap putting me into a familiar position. Quickly, I grabbed a pillow hugging it close to my face. Every muscle in my body, was tense with stress and anxiety.
Ma’am soothed patterns against my vulnerable backside, it was a promise and threat all at the same time, “Little bit, why are you over my knee about to get a spanking?”
Any words I managed to find got caught in my throat, so I just buried my face deep into the pillow and waited.
I didn’t have to wait long before the soothing motions stopped and Ma’am’s hand left my backside and quickly returned in a swift swat, leaving a tingling sensation in its wake. A quiet gasp escaped my tight lips. It had been so long since I had been in this position. To long perhaps.
“Little bit, I asked you a question.”
Again, I just couldn’t force any words out, so I sank further into the soft pillow. I felt a gentle tap on my hip. I raised my middle and down went my panties exposing my bare backside to Ma’am’s will. Her strong left arm encircled my waist and quickly, her palm began a steady rhythm on my skin doing all the talking that was necessary.
With every swat the warm tingling sensation grew and I fell deeper and deeper into a relaxed state. Each stinging swat was like a fine point I could focus on and nothing else had room to enter my mind. My mind was empty. It was easily fifty swats or more before I even realized she had been talking to me throughout this spanking.
Turning my head to the side I listened to her gentle voice reassured me, “I have you little bit you can let go.” Over and over she repeated this sentiment as my backside started go from warm and tingly to hot with the repeated spanking of her hand onto my backside.
I closed my eyes and sighed deeply. Ma’am knew what that meant as she stopped spanking and started rubbed soothing circles onto my back, before I felt her move to pick up something behind me. As soon as the cool leather touched my backside I gasped in surprise. I didn’t know where she got that from, but it was definitely here now! All the muscles involuntarily tensed in my lower half.
“This isn’t punishment, little bit. Don’t ever forget, I love you. Relax.”
I shakily nodded my head and forced my muscles to relax. When the first slow easy swat connected I felt tears rush to my eyes, getting ready to spill over. The heat from the swat spread and warmed my muscle. She continued easy swats each causing the heat to build in my backside. None hurt too much but it gave me a break from the constant swirling of thought from my anxiety riddles mind.
She had only places five swats with the paddle when I felt the dam begin to crack open with a few silent tears leaking out over my cheeks. No more words were needed from ma’am. She increased the strength of the swats, helping me get over the edge. Two well-placed strokes to my tender sit spots and the dam completely broke. I burst into tears and sobbed openly into the pillow. Releasing all the pent up emotion. I didn’t notice the spanking stopping quickly thereafter. I did however, feel ma’am surprisingly soft hand rubbing some of the sting out while I cried, completely limp over her lap.
Soon, ma’am eased my clothing back into place and guided me back onto her lap, cuddling me close to her. I once again got as close as possible to her and allowed her to hold me for a while. It was so safe in her arms. While in many ways we were equal, she always swore to protect me to the best of her ability… even from myself, and that was what tonight was for. Her protecting me from myself. I had started getting lost in stress and anxiety.
I buried my face into her neck and continued to cry knowing it was okay to do so. There would be no rush to go anywhere. After, almost twenty minutes of tears I could hear her occasionally saying, “I love you, little bit. I am never going anywhere.” In that moment I believed her. I had to. She kept my feet on the ground and my mind centered. And I felt the same. I loved her and would never walk away. If only she would have me.
So, hope you enjoyed my first attempt at a first person pov story it was short and sweet and to the point in my opinion, but turned out well! Also, wanted to add that I should be making several more post in the next 24 hours so make sure to come back and check! Also, will have an exciting announcement soon!
Happy Spanking, LT