Chasing Me Chasing You

An uncollared submissive struggling through depression, motherhood, and the constant craving of her next orgasm.

KOTW – Belts

Belts have a sense of power. There is something about a folded belt being slapped in his hand behind me. A fear and powerlessness that arouses me. Other things may hurt more, or leave a prettier mark, but nothing brings me to heel like a belt. In a weird way I can feel his anger with a belt swing more than other toys. The strength and force behind the swing reverberates in a way that a whip or paddle does not.
Sir and I are both getting used to the belt as a continual fixture of our play. Neither of us were corporally punished with belts as kids, so there is not that emotional baggage. But getting used to its weight and force is taking time for Sir to adapt to, just like me. But we are both enjoying the journey, and that is all that matters.

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2 Responses to “KOTW – Belts”

  • cammies on the floor

    It’s good that you are both on this journey, patient and persistent, together

  • Molly

    I think there is something about it being ‘his’ belt that makes it all the more hotter for me. Sounds like you are having fun exploring and finding out together though



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