Click bait! Okay, not my final as in “forever”, but I did earn my final spanking under our “2.0” Contract.
MY “FINAL” SPANKING
Mike and I were standing in the bathroom getting ready for bed, Mike mentioned he would like me to do a better job of cleaning the sink regarding some build-up around the drain. He said it nicely with a matter-of-fact tone. I was brushing my teeth but managed a quick head nod and an “Okay.” He corrected me, “What?” I quickly responded back with toothpaste filled mouth mumble, “Yes, Sir, I will clean it better.” I went back to brushing my teeth and after I spit out the toothpaste I blurted, “Am I going to be spanked for that?”
“Sub fail” on many levels.
- I already failed to call him “Sir.” No need to possibly compound things.
- Although I meant it as a real question, my tone was a bit snarky.
- I am not allowed to question whether or not I am going to be punished.
Mike reminded me that he was not required to explain or clarify, but he said he would “for my sake.” He said the sink cleaning was intended as a “request for next time” and not meant as a failure to perform my duties. Further, he felt the “Sir” slip was minor, as it was in a very casual moment with my mouth full. He was going to let that pass. However, he could not let my questioning pass.
He told me to bend over and he pulled down my pajamas. I wasn’t nude because I planned to check on some things around the house before getting into bed and I typically don’t walk around naked if J is home. After a few warm ups by hand, he took the hairbrush from the drawer and gave me 15 on one cheek, then 15 on the other – using a greater than normal force. It was enough to make me bite my lip and immediately rub my behind once he asked me to stand. He then said, “Not enough. Go get my belt and lay down on the bed on your stomach and I’ll be there in a minute.”
As part of our normal ritual for such occurrences, I placed the belt across my bottom as I laid waiting on the bed. When he walked up next to me he quickly grabbed the belt and in one quick motion gave me a three hard back-to-back-to-back whacks.
Mike then told me to count off after each one, up to 15. He continued to use a lot of force. At one point, about six or seven in, he paused for just a moment and when he resumed, I messed up the count. Mike started over at one. Suffice to say my butt reflected the fact that the strikes with both the hairbrush and belt were very hard.
He told me to stand in the corner and he put clothes pins on my nipples. He said he would finish getting ready for bed. It was probably less than 10 minutes when he returned. He sat in a chair, called me over, removed the clothes pins, and had me bend over his knee. He gave me about 20 more by hand.
I was crying a little bit. As usual, any crying has as much to do with remorse as it does with discomfort, but this one was maybe 60-40 with the pain beating out the remorse. Ouchy! Anyway, it was then on to After Care and that was that – except for a sore butt from awhile.
In case you were wondering, Kayla was there during this, going about her nighttime routine. When one of us is being disciplined, the other simply goes about whatever they were doing. Unless instructed otherwise by Mike, we don’t make it a point to stay away, but we don’t make it a point to watch.
And that was my last spanking under our 2015-2017 Contract!