Spank me, please.
I really loved to be spanked. I love the feeling I get when I get into trouble. How my heart starts thudding and my pulse is off the charts, and my Uncle will say 'that's it! your getting a long ass spanking!' This twinge will go up my spine and then, I don't know he will spanked me pretty hard for while till my ass really burns and I've 'learned my lesson.' I have cussed at him just so he will spank me longer, or again. I don't know I never cry. I just glare at him because I won. Just so long as he doesn't use a belt. Which he hasn't, but I wonder? Is that strange? Man handle me all you want, but I win in the end.