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Click hereCome here young lady
We need to get to the seat of your problems
I’m going to paint your bottom red
What are you talking about, I asked
He put his hands on his hips and said,
You come home drunk every night and
I’ve had enough
You are getting a spanking
And it’s long overdue
S-s-s-spanking? I gasped
I hadn’t been spanked since I was a little girl!
He pulled me by the wrist over his lap
He jerked up my skirt
And put his fingers in the elastic of my panties
And he tugged them down to the top of my thighs
I felt humiliated and ashamed like a little girl
His palm began to spank my bottom
SMACK SMACK SMACK
He gave me two dozen spanks and my bottom burned
I swore I felt something else tingling below
and I felt confused
He told me to go cook his dinner
Later while he snored in bed I sat on a pillow
and looked up one word in the dictionary: Spanking.
I gulped and sighed and
Felt a tingle and smiled
I reread that definition
Again and again