I was not expecting what took place yesterday. We don’t usually argue but somehow a little thing blew up to a bigger issue. I used the F word as in I am not f***ing doing that.
I surprised myself as much as my wife as I hardly ever swear. Anyway she reached for a long wooden spoon and waved at me. Get over here and drop those pants.
I did as I was told. I needed a spanking badly and if this was going to happen I did not want to delay.
I knew better than to lie over the kitchen island with my buts on the worktop so I pulled out a kitchen chair, unfastened my jeans and pulled everything down to bare my bottom.
The spanking was intense. She did not let up for more than fifty or sixty whacks with the spoon.
Afterwards we hugged and I thanked her for punishing me.
Time we got you back in line she said.
Yes, Ma’am.
Watch this space.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Look forward to your comments. It is nice to get feedback. I cannot reply to comments on my mobile phone so I will make a separate comment to respond to you.