In spanking stories- wehther real, fictional, or somewhere in between, I rarely find the spanking itself to be the most significant moment. It’s a cricial part of the story, but it’s the context- the before and after- that I find more poignant. If I had to pick a moment that I feel defines a story, it’s that transition just after the punishment. There is a moment of forgiveness- a moment when the atmosphere shifts. The roles are much the same, but subtly changed to express a more gentle form of intimacy.