You come into my room and see that I'm curled up under the covers in my bed. I am sleeping, but I won't be for long. You pull back my blankets and without a word lift my hips and push a pillow beneath me. I've begun to wake, but it's unclear to me yet as to what exactly is going on.
Not a word is exchanged as you lift my night shirt up and pull my panties up tight between my cheeks. I let out a small moan as I realize what's going to happen. You tap my leg to signal me to spread my legs, and I do so without the slightest bit of protest. I feel a tap again this time on my inner thigh to tell me that my legs must be spread wider still. I spread them a good few feet apart and instinctively push my bottom out. I feel your cool fingers roaming over my butt and it gives me goosebumps. Your other hand grabs the waistband of my panties and pulls tighter. Without letting go of my panties, you spank my bottom about 10 times, very quickly and very hard. I squeal and my right foot flies up unexpectedly.
We have yet to say a word to one another, and the silence is starting to make me feel a little uneasy. You are quick to grab my ankle and firmly place my leg back in its place. I hear you unbuckle your belt, and slide through the belt loops. You fold one side leaving about a foot of length. I feel five very distinct strokes, all on my right leg. The first lands at the top of my thigh, the second above the knee, then the top of my calf, followed by another one about six inches below that, and the last one landing on the bottom of my foot. I dare not move, I know without being told that moving is exactly what earned me those five strokes.
You just let me lay there for a few minutes, allowing the pain in my leg to sink in. You lay the belt down next to me, I can smell the leather.