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I love butts.

I love the curves, the softness, the flare of the cheeks, the power residing under the silk. I specifically love the female bottom.

My love of the ass developed at a very early age, sneaking peeks at women undressing, watching the cheeks move and sway as they removed their panties.

This love is so deeply ingrained in me that I think it might be key to why I so enjoy having my own bottom reddened; the simple act of baring myself produces an immediate physiological response. My pants go down and I get wet. Indisputable cause and effect.

I love butts and I really love mine.

But of course it goes deeper than that. One can enjoy the visual of a beautiful bottom and not necessarily thirst for it to jiggle, clench and turn crimson under the force of an implement. But I do.

I like to watch. I like to listen. I'm a voyeur and an exhibitionist. I can get off on the sounds of a firm spanking, my nose tucked into the corner, my bare bottom on display. Or perhaps I will someday put my own skills as a bottom to use on another woman's bottom, with me delivering the smacks, caresses and gauging their effects.

It's on my list; it might be done.