Spanking


Well, I got spanked again today.  My husband had asked me a few times to bring our laundry basket upstairs to our bedroom, but I kept forgetting. He finally got fed up and followed me up the stairs carrying the laundry basket.  Once we got into our bedroom, he bent me over the bed, pulled down my jeans and undies, and spanked my bottom with his hand. The spanking wasn’t exceptionally long or hard, just enough to turn my bottom red, make me whine, and get the point across. I always feel so ashamed and like a bad litte girl after he has to spank me. He said I have a “real” spanking coming…the last time he said that I could barely sit for days…

One thought on “Spanking

  1. Cute. Good luck with your real spanking!

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