Female led relationships discussion

Today marks my 51st birthday. I’ve been wondering if my wife would be up for spanking me, but she isn’t particularly domineering by nature and needs a bit more time to get into the groove. This morning, right after stepping out of the shower, she called me back to our room. Still damp from my wash, she approached me and declared, “Happy Birthday, darling. Time for your yearly traditional spanking.” I chuckled, assuming it was just her joking around, but then she gave my bottom a firm smack with her bare hand. She asked what I found so amusing. I explained that I didn’t think she meant to go through with it. At that moment, she delivered nine more quick, hard slaps in rapid succession, finishing by announcing, “That makes ten. Now fetch me the brush.” My cock was already standing at attention, and I hurriedly brought her a wooden one. She instructed me to lie over her lap, whereupon she launched into an energetic rhythm of brushing my backside without pause until she called out, “Forty! Stand up now.” By then, I was close to tears with the sting radiating through my cheeks. Noticing my erection, she started patting it while saying, “You’re quite the pervert, aren’t you? You really enjoy this sort of thing.” Next, she grabbed her leather belt and began lashing me as hard as possible. It took every ounce of effort to remain upright until I heard her count out “fifty-one,” at which point I collapsed onto my hands and knees. My rear was throbbing intensely, and I just remained there doing my best to catch my breath. As she turned to leave, I caught the words “oh yes” from her lips; spinning back around, she added, “And one more for luck,” followed by a sharp smack! Finally, she ordered me to slip my CB6000s back into place. Even now, six hours later, sitting is still quite painful. Hopefully, this becomes a regular occurrence in our dynamic!