His hand reaches across me.

The belt brushes my already warm bottom.

I feel it pull away, I block everything out.

It is the only way to endure the pain.

I feel the sting, the end on the far side of my left cheek, right in the middle of my bottom.

His aim is perfect. The next one just below the first.

He has a pattern he uses. The third will be above the first.

Then the sit spot, that is the spot where your bottom curves to meet your thighs.

Number five is at the very top just where the last bit of muscles is on my rear.

Then it lands just above the sit spot stripe.

The seventh is above the two stripes above middle and above the third.

The lowest of the swats, just above the middle of my thighs.

I want to beg Him to stop as He strikes is just below the second.

I know there will be only two more swings until my thighs and bottom is covered in stripes.

Between the seventh and the fifth comes the tenth swing.

With the eleventh at the tops of my thighs. Oh how this stings! 

Then the covering begins, the overlapping.

This can go on for as long as He feels is necessary.

He switches sides; being ambidextrous has it’s bonuses.

I will have the end of the belt hit the other side to.

He doesn't only concentrate on fully across, the inside of my legs will now get attention as will the middle of my bottom.

He pauses, rubs my bottom feeling the whelps rising above the surface.

Satisfied He takes my hand and pulls me to Him.

His embrace calms me, completes me, reminds me whose I am.

Written by TxPrincess for publication on LushStories Only!