drfsrc:The rules in my ladys house are all naughty oneswill be treated equally.It sounded like
drfsrc: The rules in my ladys house are all naughty ones will be treated equally. It sounded like a fair policy at first, be that “fairness policy” meant that misbehavior would be dealt with alike gave a whole new aspect to living with my lady. My lady was a strict disciplinarian and believed in the judicial use of corporal punishment. But after all, I certainly didnt qualify as a child. That notion was quickly dispelled when I was summoned to the den and the paddle was taken off its hook for an introductory lesson. This introductory lesson led to a well spanked “little boy”. I was placed in the corner to *think about my behavior*. After a full hour of corner contemplation, I was allowed to retrieve my confiscated clothes and retreat to our room with as much dignity as a recently spanked young man could, displaying a thoroughly reddened and sore backside. This introductory lesson led to an even more satisfying conclusion. On the way to the comfort of our room, I let escape out with an uncontrolled and forbidden expression of anger. Really Unfortunately for me it was loud enough for my lady to hear. Get Your tail down here this instant, was my angered ladys command! She ordered me to bring her her hairbrush and a bar of soap. Still naked from the waist down and holding on to my clothes, I tearfully begged that I was truly sorry but only received a terse, you only think you’re sorry young man! After accepting the hairbrush and bar of soap I was encouraged to open my mouth as the soap was inserted deep inside. I was warned me that it had better not drop out during the spanking, or I what I was getting would start from the beginning. I was secured across her lap right there in the living room in front of my ladys girl friend. If the paddling I received earlier hurt, this hairbrush spanking was going to be unbearable. I thought it would never end and I was beyond tears as my hot, swollen bottom throbbed and my throat burned. When I was eventually let up, the soap was asked for and I was put into a corner of the living room. And if being put on public display wasn’t enough, the doorbell rang. It was two of my friends calling to find out if I couldn’t join them for a boys’ night out. My angry lady thought briefly of inviting the boys in to see what their friend had just earned but she kept them at the door and said, D was learning a valuable lesson in the use of language and will, in all likelihood he be going to bed rather early for the next couple of days. Can we talk to him, they asked. I don’t think so, he’s rather deep into the subject material right now and shouldn’t be distracted. It was two hours before I was again allowed to leave the corner limping up the stairs, wagging a now black and blue mottled bottom. A much wiser and cautious man. Playing By Her Rules♥ It’s Just our way of having fun! Happy Spankings to you and yours! —->>> http://drfsrc.tumblr.com/ -- source link