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Karen was on her tummy. She was sniffing now, not crying, and trying to understand the lovely feeling she has in her most intimate area, as she gently pushes up and down on the bed, her bright red bobbing up and down, which she can see, in the mirror, if she looks over. Which of course she does… The Vicar at Saint Hugh’s Church used her as an example many times. “If you are not sure what to do, go and see her, she’ll have probably done it before, she’s marvellous!” In a week’s time it’s Lucy’s tenth birthday. She’s going to have a fancy dress party for a dozen of her little friends. I can’t think of anything worse than a dozen or so ten year old girls running round squealing and screaming, so I'm planning to go out for the afternoon. If I time it right I should be able to avoid the whole awful affair. The bath brush really stung really bad, more so than our other bath brush. But to be honest, I thought that I’d be shedding tears within the initial 50 swats. That said, my butt got chafed in the two main areas she was spanking me with it though.

All the words looked so official, having been typed by the school secretary. And signed by her teacher in ‘Quink’ blue, fountain pen ink. A poor crying Karen thought it was over, but Mummy was reaching for the slipper. Karen looked to the mirror and saw it, she looked over her shoulder, up to meet her Mummy’s eyes. I’m a sub husband. My wife does not “punish” me per se. My whipping are very beneficial for both of us and even though I for one would like to be punished her response when we’ve discussed it is that I’m an adult and she can’t see how punishment of any kind works with adults. The party seemed to drag on interminably. I didn’t want to drink any more lemonade, but Sheila made me have two more glasses. Before long the inevitable happened. I suppose the best way to tell you about the party is to give you my schedule, then I’ll tell you about the spanking sessions I did after I came home.After we had been married for over 20 years and the kids were grown and gone I finally got the nerve to ask my wife to spank me. At first she thought I was nuts but I showed her my collection of “No-Nonsense Ladies” magazines she agreed to give it a try. I hope everybody had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I am thankful for all my loyal members, clients, and spanking friends. Did you watch the “A Not So Happy Spanksgiving” video in my members section during the holiday? Sarah and Paul and I had so much fun filming this scene and Sarah played the spoiled brat as usual and got a good spanking from and me. Bobbie-Jo saw me at 7:00 and Lindsy sat in on her spanking. Bobbie-Jo allowed Lindsy to videotape us so she could watch it later on and see how hard I spank her. She got a good scolding from me this time too, and it’s all on tape. I hope she’ll watch it when she’s missing me and needing a reminder how much I love her and care about her.

I froze. “Oh,” I stammered, “yeah, sorry. I forgot. And now I've arranged to meet the boys in town, so it looks like I'm going to have to miss it. Sorry.” It also transpired that it was the custom to hand out one, five or ten dollar bills to the birthday spankee – which was something else I didn’t know about. I was super-embarrassed to contemplate an actual spanking, but also pretty eager to collect some birthday dollars – this was a new twist to the story. Aunt Peggy saw my dazed grin, and said: “It’s up to you – no spanking, no loot honey-bun! Your choice!” Karen listened, and the message sank in. She knew her Mummy did not do idle talk as regards discipline.The spit in her mouth had gone, her knees went weak as she saw Mummy swell before her taking a deep breath. Her eyebrow lifted and vanished beneath her fringe. She sat down, and opened the envelope. Finally, Aunt Pam asked Doreen to give me three strokes of the cane, while she continued to hold me firmly over her knee. Doreen duly obliged. The cane strokes weren’t too hard, but they did bite.