In her living room, after coffee, she fetched her hairbrush, moved the chair, and said, "So, um, shoes,socks, pants off, please."
I stripped as requested, and stood in front of her.
She pulled down my briefs and took me over her lap and
I was sniffling and moaning.
"In the corner, please."
I went and stood.
After a bit, she said, "More coffee?"
"Yes, please."
"Okay, pull those up, and have a seat. I'll be right back."
I sat. She returned and served coffee.
"Still ... enjoyable?"
"Yes, ma'am, very much so."
"Good, good. Have you ever cried from a spanking?"
"No, not as of yet."
"Do you ... want to?"
"I think it would be a marvelous release, yes."
"Maybe next time, we'll try for that."
"Yes, ma'am."
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