Belts....

Out of all the implements out there for spanking, hands, paddles, whips, crops, floggers, etc. None of them turn me on as quickly as the sound of a belt being unbuckled, pulled through the loops and SNAPPED!

I don't know if its the smell of leather, the feel of its subtle texture, the incredible sound, or the exquisite sting of leather striking my flesh, that makes my knees weak and my pussy wet. And honestly, I don't care. It's the thought that consumes me since last night when I got to see THE belt. The one that will have a very exciting introduction to my ass in Denver.

I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. Wanting it, hoping it's all it's cracked up to be...LOL yeah, pun intended. I fully expect to come back from that trip with a new lease on life and a new appreciation for the belt.

Anyone have any great belt stories to share? I'm all ears