At first, the spanks were rather mild and added considerably to the warmth which coursed through his loins. She continued spanking him that way, moving in circles around his bottom for even coverage and letting her hand rest on his cheeks after each spank.
“That was just a little warm up spanking, Billy, to take care of your special problem. This is when your real spanking begins.” And it did. For the next fifteen minutes, Billy kicked and twisted like a ten year old as Mrs Wilkins slowly painted his Bottom bright red from top to bottom and from one hip to the other. While it hurt more than he expected, it was also the most exciting thing he had ever felt. She managed to spank him in a way which made him feel safe and loved and protected and masculine and desirable all at once.