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Before we played, we talked... he asked me about limits, about what he could do and couldn't. We chose a safeword. He asked how much of my clothing he could remove. He asked if I had any particular fantasy, a roleplay I would enjoy. I knew instinctively that these were all good signs -- he was thoughtful, had done his homework and would be very considerate and safe.
Once the spanking started, his demeanor was calm, but very stern and dominant. His voice was low, measured and confident, and it made me weak all over just to hear it. I will never forget it. To this day, I prefer spankers to be like this -- calm, collected but clearly in charge. I still marvel at how he was able to read me and know what I liked, when I didn't even know myself, yet.
I was very, very lucky. I know it doesn't always go this way. -- Erica
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