You might have wondered why I didn't just get in there, and totally maul Wild, whilst she was held by both wrists and ankles in the door frame. I could have done, so easily. Which 60 year old male wouldn't have wanted to be in my boots with a nubile 23 year old, restrained in front of him? Not many, I would guess. The reason is, that this whole process has been based on trust, right from the very first words written. To take advantage now, would show a complete lack of control on my part. That I couldn't be trusted,would be indelibly printed on my mind forever. The effect on Wild, would be devastating. Embarrassed, used, humiliated and trapped would be just a few of the words falling through her head, and quite how she might further react in future, didn't bear thinking about. Future? There wouldn't be one. I reminded her that if she felt uncomfortable, or unhappy, then to say the agreed safe word, "red", to stop everything and release her. I'd brought her to this point, through carefully developing what she wanted, with her agreement and her equal right to choose what she wanted. So right now, the correct action and question was, "Where shall I touch you, wild? " Allowing her to choose, was so right. There was silence. I held her long, black braid and wrapped part of it around my fist. Standing close behind her, I gently pulled on the plaited hair, to bring her head back, so that her head tilted, her chin rose. I whispered, gently in her ear, enunciating each word distinctly. Knowing that the first word began with a breath, in the "wh" part of "Where" , she'd be tickled by the effect. So, I articulated, "Where...shall...I...touch... yoooou...wild? Hmmmmmm?" The deliberate emphasis, slow delivery, whispered, then waiting, had a relaxing effect on her. Eyes were closed as she uttered, "Sir....Your property is in heaven, Sir. Sir, this feeling is soooooo good, Sir. Sir please touch Your property where you like, Sir. Sir this sub is Your property, Sir. Sir, please hold the braid, Sir." Knowing of sensitive and erogenous places to touch, the forefinger of my free hand traced lightly around the rim of the ear in which I'd just whispered. Then traced behind it where the ear meets the skull. As I traced, she gently moved her head in connection with the movement of the finger. I traced lightly and slowly along her jaw line and pulled more on the braid to jack her chin up, further. This gave more chance to stroke down from her chin end, over her throat and on to her chest. Reactions were being watched and listened for. Her breathing changed. Changed from the shallow quickness from when she was dressing earlier, down to this more relaxed, deep, slow inhalation. Yes, i wanted her to feel comfortable, but not to fall asleep. I checked wrists and hand colour, checked that she didn't have "pins and needles" tingling in her hands and feet...and then swapped hands on the braid, to be able to pat her backside. Hardly needing to lift the extremely short skirt, I grabbed a handful of a buttock. "you like that, wild?" " Sir that is so good, Sir. Sir may Your property experience that again, if it pleases You, Sir? " Obligingly, I grabbed the other bum cheek, in a similar way. Gently shook it and let go. Repeated with the other buttock. Then, I asked if she'd been spanked. She explained that the bf used to, until he got violent, then it wasn't fun any more. The clubdancer used a little bit with her when they were playing with each other. So, I suggested letting her try the feeling, again with safe word in her head, if she found it too much. She wanted to try. I told her that the bed was a better place, so that she could enjoy the sensations better. Unclipping her from the door frame was quick. I made her roll her shoulders, loosen up her wrists, and took her for another walk around on her leash, this time with it wrapped more around my fist so that I could lift her head more and she had to peer more to see where she was going. When back in the room, I explained the position and why. Many females when spanked, are stood and then draped over a chair arm. If you've noticed your buttock muscles, they are soft when your stood still or horizon and relaxed. If you bend over, these same muscles become hard because they're stretched and holding the upper body in this position. Any spanking done like this is really a slap. The buttocks stay hard, firm and don't react. When the body is horizontal, the butt cheeks are soft and pliable. Wild was in a position so that she could see what I was doing, if she glanced in a mirror to one side of her. If she didn't want to see, she could turn away. But while demonstrating, I wanted her to see what was happeneing, as well as feeling the reactions. So, she was draped over my lap, with my lap acting like a bridge and her knees were slightly parted on one side, and elbows supporting whilst she watched. Skirt lifted and flipped back onto the corset, I showed her the crease between where her thigh stopped and bum began. She had a lovely little backside. She laughed as I patted just above the crease and her cheek wobbled. Then I pressed it, so that the cheek was squeezed up. When Iet go, the cheek relaxed and moved back to rest. I showed her how, if I cupped my hand it could push and hold her bum for a moment before letting it go. Then showed that if the cupped hand made a sweeping, glancing arc, making contact at the crease, pushing and then moving out of the way, the buttock experienced being compressed and relaxed in quick succession. Just doing this once, didn't do much for wild. But, when done repeatedly, and more quickly, she suddenly began to realise why I liked this method. A flat hand spank causes pain...but the cupped hand does something else entirely. I asked if she'd like to try the feeling. She said she would. She relaxed, took her elbows down and brought her wrists to be placed on the small of her back. Knees were still parted for stability. A pillow was dragged round for her head, if she wanted it. I asked if she was ready. She confirmed that she was. Like everything, I start gently and steadily. I want her to cope with the feelings, so that she will come back for more. So the spanking began. I gave buttocks three or four spanks before switching to the other one. The early swipes light, but effective. I checked that she was secure. She was. She liked. I increased the speed, mixed the routine to stop her knowing a pattern. Then stopped. She said that she was liking this and that other things were happening, too. I knew that they would. "Shall I see if I can detect something happening, wild? If you don't mind Me touching somewhere." " Sir, please find out. I want to please You, Sir. " I extended a finger and found her warmth between her upper, inner thighs. The finger, met liquid. Very naughtily I stroked once through her pussy, removed my finger which I then held to her lips. "Lick, wild. There's a gooood girl. Tell me, is that what you felt happening? " She buried her face in the pillow, in embarrassment. head "I'd like to know, wild." Lifting her head, she turned, stuck out her tongue and devoured the cum juice from my finger. Whilst doing so, I tentatively flicked the wrist and fingers of my free hand, rapidly and lightly between each upper thigh. She gasped. "More?" She nodded. I can't hear a nod, wild. Tell me. " "Sir, Your property really wants more spanking and that other thing that You did, Sir." " You like all this, wild? "