11/6/2017 8:12:05 AM: our first meeting is in moments. we've met face to face, discussed our mutual needs,  expectations, and limits, and now we begin our journey. i arrive a few minutes early. you motion me in, locking the door behind me. you reitterate that this is in fact a test of my willingness to submit, and that i must, without question,  do and/or allow to be done to me, anything you  wish. you inform me again that i have 1 chance. any failure or unwillingness shown on my part will result in the immediate and permanent end of our time together, and have me disrobe. you lead me down the hall, and into a room. in the center is a padded bench. you instruct me to bend over it, legs spread, arms folded behind me, resting in the small of my back. you position yourself beside me, without warning, and with full force, you proceed to spank me. one cheek then the other, back and forth until your hands start to sting. with only the slightest pause, you take up a leather strap,and continue, as i squirm, but remain relitively still, my hands never moving. when you are satisfied with the shade of red my bottom has taken on, you lay the strap across my still folded hands, and with one deft move, tightly grip the base of my manhood, stretching it taught, behind me like a miniture humbler, and without warning, deliver an open handed slap squarely on my testicles. i let out a yelp, raising up on my toes, hands still never moving. with a slight grin on your face you repeat this a few times. then you retrieve the strap, teasingly tracing it over my now very sensitive testes, and without warning, deliver 3 quick, moderate swats. pleased so far with my performance, you allow me a few moments to recover....