There are many things that I love about BDSM and the different Kinks I have been exposed to thus far. I, surprisingly to myself, enjoy impact play most thus far. I never thought that I would. I have always hated being hit. In my past a cute tap on the ass as I was walking up the stairs in front of my partner use to irritate me. I am not sure why, it just did. I remember anticipating it with such anxiety and irritation. That has changed. I guess more things changed with in me then I even realized. Inside and Out.
During an unplanned and unexpected afternoon play, Daddy and I were on the couch in the living room. He rolled me over and slapped my ass. The crack of his hand hitting my skin was loud. I was not expecting the slap. I normally did not know when they were coming but I always had hoped they would happen. After our play ended he told me to go to the mirror and look at my ass.
Twisting in the mirror to find what I was supposed to see I saw this perfect hand print. You could almost see his finger prints. The outline of his whole beautiful hand. I was so excited to see this mark. I think I enjoy seeing the marks more than the actual placement of them. I loved the bruises that would linger for days after we had played together. This mark, his perfect hand, on my body made me smile and maybe even a little teary at the site of it. He took this picture also immediately after he made the mark. He didn’t always share the pictures with me, but I am very glad that he shared this one.
I will always love his hands. I will always cherish this hand print.