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We agreed that there was a difference between me hitting her on the ass and a real spanking.
"What does it mean? I can’t fight back if it’s a real spanking?"
"You can fight back, certainly, I guess it is more about intention. When I just hit you my intent is to hurt you, control you, to wake up your body, maybe to push you to action."
She considered that.
"Well what is a spanking then?"
I stood up and walked over to her, eying her carefully.
"Spanking can be a lot of things, but the intent is more than just physical or sadistic. Spanking is a symbol of emotional closeness tied to power distance. I am spanking you because I know better than you or at least we are pretending that is true. You may be being punished or taught a lesson or cared for or just played with, but I have been given the power to do all of those things."
She turned and leaned against the closet door, arching her back and sticking her ass out.
"Right, so when you spank me you have the power. I’m not a little girl who can make you do anything I want, including spank me."