The look of you bent over and looking back with a deep hunger for my strong touch.  I test the crop against the palm of my hand to let you hear the impact coming.  Brushing the leather over your tight little ass as you lift to it.  A bitten lip, and deep breath, and the first bite against your skin.  Ahhh the beautiful sound of your whimpered moans as you take my playful spanking.  Harder with each strike, slow, determined to rattle your core.   The dampness between your thighs is already dripping my love and we have just begun our long night.