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Subject: Getting the Belt

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Stan

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Date Posted: 10:06:11 09/24/16 Sat

As I've mentioned in some of my posts, I consider myself a "relatively light" S&M bottom. I readily admit that I can't take a whipping stoically. And a whipping with a belt is enough to reduce me to tears.

However, perhaps because of my belt fetish, when I've been a bottom in a punishment scene, I get most aroused when the top uses his belt on me. A wooden paddle or a flogger seems too impersonal to me, whereas a belt is something that I intimately associate with the top. It's something that he wears every day. It's a part of who he is.

I got together several times with one guy who I had first met in a gay bar. He could assume either role (top or bottom), just as I could, although we didn't switch roles in the middle of an evening. When I was the bottom, he would tie me down on the bed naked and spread-eagled. Then he would stand off to one side a little, just enough so I could watch him unbuckle his leather belt, slowly draw it out of the belt loops of his jeans, double that belt over, and then firmly whip my ass with it. Eventually, I'd start crying from the pain, but when that happened, relief wasn't immediately forthcoming. Instead, he would force me to take some additional lashes before finally giving me a merciful break. However, that break would only be a temporary respite as he would subject me to several more rounds of lashes with that mean belt of his. And each round would find my body becoming ever more sensitive to the sting of his belt. Although his belt felt painful to me, somehow, it felt erotic as well. I found my sessions as a bottom for him more fulfilling than any other guy I've been a bottom for. Our interests seemed to coincide regarding the type of scene, and he seemed to have more of a sensitivity for what I needed and how much pain I could take than most guys.

For the curious, this is a totally factual account.

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