The love of being spanked and diapered

Sometimes you get feisty and need a reminder of who is in charge.

Sometimes you intentionally provoke or test me.

Sometimes I look at you, and I’m overcome by a compulsion to claim you, to express my dominance in a physical way. I control and filter that impulse, and then I take you over my knee, or bend you over the bathroom sink.

Sometimes you’ve had a rough week. You’ve had to fight some battles. You need to be reminded that, at home, you don’t need to be the leader; that, in fact, it’s in appropriate. During these moments, I’ll usually start with a hug, some hair stroking, and then deliver a nice, systematic spanking, until all that dominant energy drains away, and you’re left feeling submissive, safe, taken care of, and under my control.

Sometimes, I just want to feel the skin of your ass under my palm, and that’s all the reason I need.