In my youth, into my teens, if I was disobedient, on occasion my bottom would would be given a few lashes of the razor strap. Now that I am an adult, I want to feel the strap again. I would like to have my pants and panties lowered, and bent over the arm of a sofa or chair, and my bare bottom strapped one hundred times. I relish the thought of the leather razor strap caressing my bare bottom. I know it would be quite painfull, but I don't care. I just want to feel what it would be like to have my bottom blistered with a razor strap.