Look at me whilst you beg me, little one…

It’s just not as hot without biting, scratching, and spanking, involved.

Is there anything else I can do to help you enjoy your stay?” he probes, raising one dark eyebrow ever so slightly…

Well, it’s just that… that’s going to hurt a bit, my dear. Go on, bend over. I’ll demonstrate.

I’m rewarded, uh, I mean punished, with a slap to my backside.

As though you read my mind, you steady my headbetween your hands and eye me intensely. Then yourmouth is on mine, hungry and aggressive. Your teethskim my lips, claiming me and I feel your tongue...

Yes, sir,” I whimper, physically fighting the urge to push myself backonto your finger. I want you inside me so much. I would beg if I thoughtyou’d take pity on me, but I know you....

We’re wasting time here. I’ve got a sweet ass to paddle. Some legs to spread…

You land a second strike, this time just on my left cheek. It feels hard already and stings like hell. I imagine the red mark it has left on my behind as I thank you....

I wouldn’t do this if i didn’t care, but you mean everything to me, and if this is what you need, then this is what you’ll get. But we’re damned well going to work on...

I am going to put you over my knee and spank you for being such a bad wife tonight. It will hurt, but you’re going to enjoy it a lot more than you’ll admit…

With each impact you tell me that my body belongs to you; that I amyours to use, yours to punish and yours to screw. Your words are almost aspowerful as your hand. They leave me...

A man shouldn’t assume his wife was happy just because she didn’t complain all the time. She had complained this morning. He’d spanked her for it. That didn’t sit right somehow.