Tenderest part

I hurt my foot about three weeks ago, haven't mentioned it but it has been a real 'pain', pun intended. P has been very good about it, ferrying me around, doing loads of jobs I usually do but can't because I'm supposed to keep weight off my foot which has a tiny fracture underneath and could take 6-8 weeks to mend. I've even got some crutches on loan from our friendly local A&E although I haven't used them much and in fact will take them back this week.

Where the arrow points is more or less where the pain is and as anyone who's ever had reflexology massage will know, it's sensitive.

Anyway to the point. It's starting to feel a bit better now and P has noticed me walking more fluently, and moaning less (his words, I don't think I've moaned much) and I happened to respond that I've been compensating for the foot by walking differently and that's caused pain elsewhere but even so I agreed the trend was upward. He said good and no need to thank him for all the help he'd given me, it was all part of the service. I thought 'hang on what's he on about, I don't think I have thanked him' so I actually said it out loud. He smiled and said, 'But you're going to'.

'Now that you're starting to feel less sorry for yourself I'm going to give you some extra pain to help take your mind off the little matter of your foot.'

I knew what he meant and my heart leapt for joy as he escorted (not frogmarched) me from the bedroom into our little office. He had me across his lap making sure my foot wasn't causing me any grief, then told me he knew exactly how to deal with ungrateful girls who don't show proper appreciation for the way they've been looked after. I felt like arguing my case but instead, realising he was fabricating a reason for spanking me, just agreed and told him it was inexcusable and such a girl should be dealt with firmly. I felt my knickers dampen as the words left my mouth and then the spanking started and it went on, by hand, for a good five minutes with him lying away about my ungratefulness as he continued roasting my backside. OMG that was so therapeutic and I was hot as hell by the time he finished.

'No rush', he said, 'take your time', as I eased myself up to sit next to him on the futon. I put my hand on his chest and murmured I was sorry for having been so thoughtless. Then I looked down at his crotch, he had shorts on and I could see there was a definite opportunity to be un-thoughtless and down I went. Oh it tasted good and from the roar he made as it filled my mouth I'd say I was forgiven. Then back to reality as I hobbled downstairs to make us both a cup of tea:)

Stay safe.

Have a good week.

Ronnie
xx