First Time With Daddy's Discipline

I recently ended a long-term relationship and found myself drawn to the DDLG dynamic as I explored my newfound freedom. One night, after weeks of browsing online forums and watching videos, I messaged someone who seemed like they could guide me through this transition. We met at his place, both dressed formally but with an unmistakable air of anticipation. The moment we were alone, he looked me straight in the eyes and said, 'From now on, you'll address me as Daddy, understand?' I nodded, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. He led me to a cozy corner of his living room where there was a well-arranged spanking bench. His hands were firm but gentle as he guided my clothes off. The air felt electric. Daddy positioned me on the bench with my legs spread wide open, then used a paddle to start what would be a long and intense session. Every strike landed precisely on each cheek, his hand moving up to soothe immediately after each hit, leaving marks but no pain beyond a burning sensation. I felt every inch of him inside me afterward, he was both tender and demanding in that moment. This experience left me feeling strangely complete, as if this newfound aspect of my sexuality had been missing all along.