Spanking Blog: Adult Erotic Spanking At Its Best

I’ve got this nice leather belt. Picked it up at the thrift store for a quarter. It’s woven leather, three strands about a centimeter wide each, nice and soft and flexible. When I got it, the leather was dry and rough on the finished side and very dry and rough on the unfinished side. But it had potential — one of those quality leather belts that just leaps out at your fingertips when you run your hand through that huge rack of vinyl-and-pleather junk they always have in thrift stores.

What? You mean everybody doesn’t find quality leather by feel at the thrift store? *blink* But I digress.

Anyway, I soaked this belt with several coats of Hubbard’s Shoe Grease, which is a deliciously dirty concoction of beeswax and pine tar. By the time I was done, the belt was shiny and supple and felt almost wet from the conditioning goo. And so I hung it in my closet to let the conditioner soak all the way in.

Fast forward some months. I was rummaging through my closet when Bethie stepped out of the bathroom, naked as a jaybird and giving me some sort of jovially bratty lip. My eyes fell on the belt. Aha!

I stepped out of the closet just as she was turning away. The angle wasn’t perfect but the swing was good. CRACK! Square across both damp-from-the-shower bottom cheeks, and suddenly she’s dancing in the middle of the room with both hands on her bottom. Priceless, I tell you.

Pouting and whimpering transpired; it seems she didn’t like the belt. And she had the cutest puffy welt, complete with braided pattern.

Mostly I’ve just menaced her with the belt, since; usually I stick with the implements she likes. But I did give her one good spanking recently that included about a dozen good whacks with the belt. It makes a very impressive noise, but on her warmed-up bottom it leaves no marks.

However, keeping it on her warmed-up bottom is non-trivial, because it makes her squirm in a most uncharacteristic fashion. During her spanking, she rolled up on one side at one point…while the belt was in the air. Oopsie. That stroke landed on her hip, causing great squealing and a very interesting welt that turned into an equally-interesting bruise. I tell her and tell her that struggling always makes things worse, but does she listen?