Bare vs panties;
For me the excitement, anticipation, the embarrassment all contribute to the spanking. For me it's a strong woman ordering into the corner;"remove your pants young man, and be quick about it if you know what's good for you. Down come the pants, the only thing me and complete humiliation is two small items of clothing; underpants an a extra long undershirt which covers my buttocks. first I feel her hands slipping slowly inside the waist band of my shorts, touching my skin sends shivers down my spine;"please no, don't pull down my underwear". "If you behaved yourself this wouldn't be necessary; I have better things to do." "If I have to spend time teaching you a lesson you'll remember, I want you to know how it feels to have the whole world seeing your bare heine and the marks I intend to leave with the spanking you have coming". As my underpants are lowered the only saving grace of modesty left is my overly long tee shirt. Next I feel her hands grasping the hem of my undershirt and tucking it under; I can feel the cool air caressing my bare ass; shame of shame, a grown boy being disciplined like a naughty little boy. My lips form the words but only sounds come out;"noo, pleeze, I'm sorry" Your sorry are you, you dont know what sorry is young man, right now what you are is scarred, as well you should be, by the time I'm finished with you you'll know what sorry really is.
Does any os this sound familiar.
Are you squirming a little? Tell me that doesn't get you hot!