Over-the-hotel-bed spanking with his hand and a wooden ruler

The hotel bed was high for the both of us, but it was the perfect height for me to bend over the edge it to present my posterior.

My guy carefully raised my short skirt up. He sucked in his breathe for a moment.

"You have the most perfect butt. I love the black panties."

He wanted me to unlock my phone to take pictures. I did it and handed my phone to him. There was a decent pause as he fiddled with it. I was getting anxious. I was excited, but didn't know when the first smack would land.

Well, the first smack landed on my bare flesh. My lacy black panties aren't exactly the type to absorb firm hand smacks, but he chose to slap my exposed bare skin. We both heard how crisp and clean the smack sounded. It was hard. It was good.

He proceeded alternating hard smacks on each cheek. It was nice. I was aroused.

My guy decided to pull down my panties. I attempted to pull them up. He didn't like that and gave me some quick smacks to show his disapproval. He pulled my panties down my mid-thighs. He continued smacking me some more. I could feel the warmth slowly happening.

My guy stopped. I could hear him looking for the wooden ruler that I had left in front of the TV.

"I need you to fix the camera (on your phone)," he said, handing it to me.
"What did you do?" I said, looking at the display. He slapped my right cheek.
"Fix it now," he demanded, which was punctuated by another slap across my bare left cheek.
"That hurts! I can't concentrate if you keep spanking me."
"Faster!" he insisted, continuing the assault on my backside. 

I started to laugh.

"What's so funny?" he asked me.
"You are the one who can't figure out my phone. Yet, I am the one who is being punished. That's so unfair!"

I managed to fix the phone. He started slapping my bare behind methodically with the wooden ruler. They were hard slaps and I could feel the soreness. I started to whine. He told me to stop talking, ending his sentence with another ruler slap.

At one point, I covered my hand over my left buttock. My guy held his left hand in mine, but continued to spank me. I got a hold of his spanking hand with my free hand. He managed to hold that hand behind the small of my back and gave me a good hard smack, which got me extremely excited.

He rested his body over mind. He whispered in my ear that I was a bad girl. He playfully slapped my right cheek.

I was wet. Drenched is more accurate. My guy liked how pink by bottom was and admired his fine work. He decided that the time was right to pleasure me. I came not once, but twice. Both experiences were wonderful.

The second orgasm occurred when I was on the bed on all fours. Afterwards, I ended up resting on my stomach and started to roll over to my side.

"No, I didn't tell you to roll over!" he shouted, and gave both sore, bare cheeks firm slaps. "I need to do this."

He is a true gentleman. He pulled my black lacy panties up and fixed my skirt.

"Aww, you're so sweet!"

He was still standing at the foot of the bed. I went over to him, sitting on my sore pink bottom, hugging him and telling him that I love him. He did the same, holding me in his arms and kissing my forehead.

I have always found it bizarre that my guy and I are in the IT field, but he is technologically challenged. Unfortunately, none of the photos that he took of my pert posterior made it to my phone.

Not to worry about these tragic results. The second session has been scheduled.