OMG! The Belt Hurts!

Well, I have a feeling that the belt will be the implement of choice for punishment spankings for a while.  I thought he had forgotten, the children were in bed asleep and he didn't say anything.  I was watching something on tv and he came and sat behind me and I was leaning against his chest like I always do.  About half way through the show, he paused the DVR and told me to go into our bedroom and wait for him. When I turned around and looked at him he said, "I wouldn't hesitate if I were you."  I scurried off the couch and practically ran to our bedroom. As soon as I walked in my eyes fell onto the bed and the belt laid across it.  His favorite one, the one he wears almost every day.  Crazy, I should have been nervous, but I was getting wet.  Since he hadn't given me any other instructions, I just stood by the bed.  He left me waiting about five minutes.  When he came in he sat down on the bed next to where I was standing.  He pulled me over to him and looked me in the eye.  "So, why am I spanking you?"  "Because I got really ugly when we were trying to discuss what to do at work today."  "Yes, you did.  You even used the "F" word.  A woman with a science degree is too intelligent to be using profanity to express themselves.  Here's what's going to happen:  you're going to take off your pants, your going to lean over this bed, and I am going to use the belt on your pantied bottom.  Since we don't have a formal rule list, I'm going to take it easy.  I promise you if it happens again, I won't take it easy.  I'll set your butt on fire.  When we're done, I'm going to give you a few minutes alone to think about what needs to be on the rule list, and I'll do the same.  We will have  a formal agreement before you go to bed.  Do you understand?"  All I could do was nod.  I was stunned that my gentle, quiet husband was taking control. I was thrilled, but the nerves were setting in.  I did what he said and got into position.  He didn't make me wait long. Down came the belt hard a total of six times.  The panties weren't a whole lot of protection.  My legs were doing a jig. My eyes started to water.  He pulled me up.  "So did it hurt?"  I nodded.  "More than the paddle?"  I nodded more fervently.  "So you think if I were to use my belt for a real punishment spanking, you would get the message?"  I managed to say yes out loud that time. "Good.  Pull down your panties and let me take a look."  I complied quickly.  "Nice and red, but no new bruising.  I can live with that. Pull them back up and put on your pants.  Take a few minutes and when you are ready come out to the dining room table, and we will hash out the formalities."  I didn't think about the list, I had been thinking about that already for over a week.  What I was thinking about was how this was finally happening.  What I had been dreaming about for months.  That when my mouth was totally out of control, and I was treating the man I love so much with such disrespect, that he would step in and stop me.  Hallelujah - my bottom actually hurts!