I should probably clarify that I’m extremely partial to spanking stories that also have belts. I’m even more partial to ones narrated from the top’s position. I’m also extremely partial to such things in my own life, so reading this story was simple. Except, of course, that it kept me from getting to the next story…several times.
As much as I realize that my wife probably wouldn’t spank me if she weren’t as interested in it as I was. I still, Every. Single. Time. can’t believe she’s not doing it just because I want her to. That’s one of the best things about reading Dusty Horn’s Spanking Booth, you can see beyond a shadow of a doubt that the top wants to be spanking, not because she’s getting paid or for a good cause, but because she genuinely enjoys it. You can believe I’d frequent such a booth if one were to wander into my town.
The spanking is detailed and delightful without relying on the word thwack, which makes all too frequent an appearance in the literature (can you tell I’ve been working too much this week?). It caters to the connoisseur in all of us, whether you like coloring or panties or implements or asses. This is so much better than a kissing booth. One more thing: Say Please captures consent in play well and Horn’s line “consent is sexy.” sums it up. Yes, consent is very sexy.
Note: I’m reading from a PDF on an ereader and I can’t be sure when I’ve got the capitalization of an author’s name right, so I’m sorry if I’ve somehow bolloxed it. Also, these aren’t really reviews so much as they are telling you what I liked. Enjoy!