Hope your New Year is off to a good start.
Bank holiday here in the UK and I am heading to the Bicester Designer Outlet to see if I can bag some bargains before the Chinese and Russians get them.
Didn't manage any spankings, neither by hook nor crook, over the New Year but I did have an enjoyable Italian meal and let the New Year in with family.
Although there has been a dearth of spankings, there was an incident which I didn't tell you about but I'm going to tell you now in case any of you feel sorry for me not getting my quota of late. I told you I didn't get any real spanking over Christmas and I didn't but something did happen which I must report on.
You will remember we had guests over Christmas and the little ruse I tried to get them out in the fresh air for a couple of hours while I got my backside well and truly roasted we cleared the house up a bit. So you remember they came back early, yeah I know you know the feeling, and I didn't get what I needed but I did get a perfectly good frisson going through the rest of the day between my husband and myself. I suffered sporadic knicker moistening until late evening when finally I was too exhausted, and perhaps a tad tiddly, to continue the flirting and went to bed.
Next morning P woke first, I felt his hand on me, well my backside actually to be precise. I was still dreamy, if he'd said nothing and just used his hand imaginatively and sensually, I think I would have had the most wonderful wet semi dream within minutes. But he didn't say nothing, instead he said in his soft deep tone 'Remember last night all the challenges and objections you made against me when we were playing games?' I did, and murmured affirmatively. 'Well I think you overdid it, everyone noticed you know, I think you were acting positively childishly and under normal circumstances I'd give you a sound spanking for it.' I felt a trickle between my legs, these weren't normal circumstances we had all rooms occupied and a teenager sleeping on the sofa downstairs, there was no chance of a noisy spanking but still just being threatened was enough to get me going. Then my husband spanked my bottom lightly,
no sound made at all under the duvet, and said 'Don't think I'm going to let you off because of the circumstances, I'm going to turn you over and spank your pussy instead, and you're not going to make a sound,' and with that he turned me over.
Have you ever had that done? I hadn't, honestly. He used his fingers, I can't say how hard because I was struggling with a massive wave of emotion building so fast I didn't know how to handle it. When he put his other hand down and pulled my legs further apart I knew I was going to come and I bit the duvet to keep from making a noise. P carried on spanking me with wet fingers right through it. I can't put into words or expressions how that felt, I will revert to it, I will discuss it with my husband, I will make an appointment with a shrink.
Ronnie
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