This is what is called a good ol’ fashioned….. …. you can kick up your heels too but the discipline continues, as you can plainly see, till your bare bottom is the shade of a fire engine.
Standing in the punishment room, you await the Mrs.’ arrival, and a stern application with Mr. Hairbrush on your very naughty upturned bottie, panties down! And tearful, sobbing corner time to follow. Oh, the shame!
Knowing that this will be apllied on your bottom in a few minutes
The feeling of helplessness when your hand is held, your feet are kicking, trying to get away from the sting of his palm, but all he does is… Put one leg over yours, pinning you in place and starts spanking harder…
Setting up for my party tonight. She’s in charge of buying for the part, setting up, hosting, serving, clean up. I’m in charge of making sure she gets beaten if she doesn’t do those things right.
She didn’t pay for any of it–she had a cunt who worked in a lawyer’s office six days a week but lived in a crappy studio apartment with only a couch so she could have this.
