Loopy old me

I got myself into a spot of bother by asking, my husband what he thought about using a carpet beater again as a spanking implement. We tried it once ages ago but it didn't work out. He said the best use he'd ever seen for a carpet beater was beating carpets, which we really did see in an old part of Helsinki years ago, really, a traditionally somberly dressed Finnish lady giving her carpet a good thrashing over what looked like a clothes line. Anyway, mustn't sidetrack, I asked him because I was thinking of selling them, I already offer a braided loop but was thinking something a bit more intricate. He doesn't like offering opinions on stuff like that really, he thinks spanking stuff should be kept pretty simple, hands plus a few age-old tried-and-tested implements when required. He said a carpet beater was ornate, 'frilly' (his word), artificial and probably impractical, waste of time was his conclusion which he reached in seconds, especially in view of our long ago encounter with one.

Not to be put off, I told him I'd actually got one, it wasn't a real carpet beater but had been inspired by them, Jack had made me one and sent it over, it was double braided with a long twined handle, he said they were easy enough to make but he wasn't sure about sizes. P didn't show any interest, he'd said his piece. So I asked him if, to help me evaluate its potential, he could spare a few minutes to spank me with it and let me know his thoughts and I, of course, would have mine. He frowned then smiled then said yes, sure, get it and he would oblige.
 
I brought it downstairs sheepishly and handed it to him and asked should I bend over the dining table or sofa or however he wanted me. I leaned forward against the table to give him a clue.
 
"Well first thing you can do is stand up straight, undo your jeans and let them drop, then bend over the table and stretch your fingers to grip the far side." Oh dear.
 
"We're only testing, P," I said but did as he told me.
 
He had the beater in his hands, weighing it up. Then he put in on the table next to me, I thought he might be aborting but then I felt a thumb each side of the waistband of my knickers and down they came. I gasped and reminded him again it was product testing but he just laughed and said best do it properly then. He gave me quite a workout with it, using it from both sides and with downward strokes from above, hard medium and light strokes, commenting as he went. I wriggled a lot and a couple of times screamed and was glad when it was over.
 
I stood up and rubbed my bum and thanked him, I know I was blushing I could feel my face glowing not to mention my backside. He told me it needed a longer handle it was too short for the average man's hand but apart from that he said it seemed very effective from the way I'd been wiggling and he really hadn't been using much force. As I was pulling my knickers and jeans back up he gave me a few suggestions about overall length, diameter and weight and I asked him if he'd put them on an email for me. He told me not to be cheeky or I'd get another spanking. Then he said he'd send me his fee for product testing and I asked if I could pay him in kind, he patted my bum and told me he'd think of something suitable.
 
Short of it is, I got more of a 'tester' spanking than I expected but I think it's quite good and highly stingy so I'm going to start selling them, some short for otk work and some quite long for more leverage. My bottom was still tingling an hour or so later when I gave my husband a blow job in lieu of payment.
 

The picture isn't me by the way, I found it on the web so obviously these things are already in production somewhere or maybe it's a DIY job.

Stay safe

Ronnie

xx

I think I found the picture on a Twitter site but can't remember. Please let me know if it's yours so I can credit or remove.