A Drunken Night


I would love to give you all of the details of last night’s spanking, but I can’t remember it all.  My husband and I went out last night to a bar with some friends and then we all came back to the house for a few more drinks.  I barely ever drink in excess and needless to say, I was rather intoxicated. . .actually, I was rather intoxicated before we even left the bar.

I’m not sure how it started, but a few days prior my friend and I got into a conversation about some of the things we try to get our men into and the topic of spanking came up.  Apparently, we share a lot of the same interests.  My blog was also mentioned and I ended up giving her the link so she could read about some of the things my husband and I get into.  She told me later that she was very captivated by my blog and read the entire thing in one night, so she was well versed on our lifestyle by the time we went out last night.  In my intoxicated state, I mentioned to my husband that I had given her the link to my blog and she knew about everything.  He took it better than I had expected, he was fine with it.

This is where my memory get’s a little fuzzy.  Every time my friend caught me saying something I shouldn’t, she would give me this look as if to say, “better behave yourself!”  and I would smile.  My husband even said something to imply that he would spank me right in front of them, I can’t remember exactly what he said, but I remember I was embarrassed and felt myself blush.  My friend smiled about that as well.

After our guests left, I did end up getting a rather severe spanking, but I can’t remember how we lead up to that point or what exactly the spanking was for.  (Don’t tell my husband that!)  I remember him bending me over the kitchen sink while he undid my belt and took down my pants and panties.  I can’t remember if he started with his hand or the belt, but I do know that he used both while I was in that position.  He also put my butt plug in my bottom while I was in that position, but I can’t remember if that was done before or after the spanking.

My husband then lowered me to my knees while he made me gag on his manhood.  I can’t tell you how long I did this, but I fell like he was fucking my throat for quite sometime.   After he sprayed his seed into my mouth and I had swallowed every drop, he guided me to the couch.  He had my knees on the cushions and my elbows on the back with my butt sticking out.   He grabbed the long thin paddle and continued to redden my bottom.  Again, I can’t remember how long he spanked me, nor can I remember all of the other implements he used.  I am quite certain that he used the belt again, but I’m not sure if he used his hand or anything else.

Once I had finally been spanked to his satisfaction, he removed my plug and replaced it with his dick.  He fucked my ass very hard and very fast while I was in the same position on the couch.  He exposed my breasts and squeezed them while he fucked me.  He did this for a long time until my punishment was finally complete.  I was still very drunk at that point so my husband held me close in his arms and kissed me deeply.  He told me to go upstairs and wait for him so he could now reward me for being so good during my punishment.  I obeyed.  I went upstairs, removed the remainder of my clothes, and laid on the bed to wait for him.  Only a few moments passed before he was upstairs as well.  He made love to me for a long time and then we both passed out from exhaustion.  I love my husband.

2 thoughts on “A Drunken Night

  1. Darkman says:

    It sounds like this may be leading to a witnessed session, with your friend present? Do you envision that ever happening?

  2. I’m no longer on BedroomSubmissive… I am at http://www.LittleKaninchen.com

    Thanks, LK

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