"Don't worry, you will get spanked!"

"Don't worry, you will get spanked!"

I heard those words today, as I was waking up from my nap. I wasn't quite sure why Jack was announcing a spanking. Maybe because I had a hard day and he wanted to do something nice for me; maybe because my behavior was threatening to become thunderous.

I was yawning and grunting, in a general state of mental disconfort.

"Ok, you're getting spanked."
"What? I don't want..."
He was already on my bed, kneeling, pulling me over his knees.
"Once again it's not about you wanting. You don't get to make the rules around here. I do. Period. And you get to write about it too!"



PJs, panties down. And a slap that seemed to crush, not land, on my bottom. He reached ten slaps extremely fast. I had problems once more with keeping my hands away from my bottom, simply because it hurted a bit too much.


"How many times do I have to tell you about those hands?" Spanks. Grabbing my hands, bringing them to the front: "Haven't you learnt anything yet?" More spanks. "Put your hands over your head."
My mumbles.
"Put your hands over your head or I'll spank you to tears! I'm not kidding!"

That's a bit scary. Such comments rarely escape Jack's mouth so when they do, better watch out. It was in my best interest to obey.

"I'm gonna make you do corner time. You need it." And carried on with his spanking.

But you can't expect me to behave for long, not with that kind of pain. So Jack had to grab my hands again and place them over my head, while I was sliding from bed, head down.

"You're falling... get up!" My butt, dragged over his knees again, had another rendez-vous with his hand. I kicked so much that he even had to trap my legs. But two minutes later, and another twenty swats into the spanking, I was again head down on the floor.

"You want to be spanked like this?" *very hard slaps* "Up. Get back on the bed!" He adjusted my position again, including my hands on top of my head. I argued, commented, protested...

"Oh, that's it, young lady! That's it! You've earned yourself a really hard spanking! Grumbling, hm?" He took out his belt, grabbed my hands and tied together my sleeves aga'n, and started his job, building a fast fire in my butt. I think I have some marks, because I felt that damn belt overlap a few good times in the same spot. And yet, I still felt bratty. He had to go on with his hand again for another five minutes or so, until I managed to answer his questions without a grumble.

This was followed by blow job and sex and more spanking.

Funny enough, I still have energy.

Jack has already a plan on his next post this weekend. It's gonna be a surprise. hehe