This is the part in which I misjudged what Ella would find arousing -- if you missed my comments on that, they're at Campus Nirvana. Here are her reminiscences:
This clip begins with the forgoing of the protection of my jeans... I know that when you tell me to ask you to take them off you are referencing the dialogue I'd sent to you weeks before... "Do you want me to take your jeans down?" yess... "Ask me." I do, but you don't give in yet... "And why do you want me to take your jeans off?" nnnnn... "That's right... do you want to be spanked?" yeeeesssss... "Then say that, too..." I wonder how many other spankees enjoy this kind of banter -- I find it terribly erotic and still quite unfamiliar, so it's hard for me to get out most of the time... I can't quite be playful with it yet -- it takes too much energy just to say, let alone to say it playfully :D Somehow it acts as another affirmation of my submission, to have to keep answering you... : )
With my jeans down I am highly self-conscious again, aware of my skin/weight/shape/whatnot, but trying hard just to focus on the position (which is arousing), the way my skin feels against your clothes, the closeness... When you start spanking over just my panties, it feels very different... Your fingers stray a lot easier with my jeans down... :D
Then you tell me to get into that position... I already knew about it from your web site... But I hadn't thought that you would use it with me... : ) It's terribly mortifying... I don't know whether I'll be able to do it... part of my conscious mind enters panic mode and I have to work to supress it... You talk me through it... You know that it's hard, that I'm having trouble with it -- like others have had trouble with it, I'm sure... : ) I could never quite settle into it -- the feeling never left me that somehow I was doing something offensive toward you, even though you wanted me to... I was highly distracted the entire time -- which is part of the reason why I think I found it so much more difficult to form the words to answer you... When you actually spanked me in that position, with the intent of eliciting an answer, it hurt, and at one point I forgot myself entirely and nearly sat up... I was just unable to believe that you would be enjoying looking at me in this position, and that acted as a stronger counter to any arousal I experienced than did the pain when I was over your lap... If that makes sense...
I was wholly relieved when you let me relax -- I could feel like myself again : )
The only thing that kept me functional through that ordeal was my feeling of submission to you, which, thankfully, you kept re-iterating : )