For Rob and myself spanking (as well as a lot of other "games:) have become an important part of our lives...one thing that Rob loves is for me to be totally naked. I mean nothing. No underwear, socks or even jewelry...so it was that something happened this A.M. that I found interesting.
After our morning run and breakfast he remarked, "You need a spanking."
I looked down, but got up to go get ready -- I had already showered and was wearing my "house sweats"...As I walked towards the bedroom he called out, "I'll wait for you in the living room, and wear just your panties..."
The living room was not strange -- I often get spanked in some public room of the house -- the panties request was very unusual...but, like any good little wife who knew she was going to get spanked regardless, I complied...
When I walked into the living room he was sitting in our "spanking chair," (no arms). He had taken off his shirt, he was barefoot and was wearing just his jeans...I wanted to dispense with the spanking a go straight to sex...but, I knew that would not happen.
He called me to him, and gently positioned me across his lap...he stroked my silk covered bottom and then started to spank me very lightly...almost too lightly...for only a short while. Then he started to strike harder -- I don't know if I have ever been spanked over silk, it made an interesting muffled sound and that thin layer does offer a small amount of insulation from his bare hand.
This continued for two of three minutes and then he stood me up and reached for the waistband of my panties...and pulled them down to just about mid-thigh before laying me back across his knees...my butt was hot, my pussy was getting that way.
Then he started to really smack...each blow stung and sent a sensation all over my body at the same time...I felt the tears of emotion well up as I let go and drifted into my own little world...it was a great release...then he slowed, rubbed my bottom and stood me up again -- somehow the panties were still sort of stuck right where he pulled them -- I guess I just took it without too much squirming.
He looked at me and said, "Drop them."
"Now step out of them and hand them to me."
He put them in his jeans pocket and said, "Now go stand in the corner..."
For about two minutes -- before he came back in the room. He literally picked my up in those big strong arms and carried me to our master bedroom...where he made love to every square inch of my body, including my spanked behind -- when I finally couldn't stand the build up any more I pulled him close and said in a whisper, "I need you to fuck me. Long, hard and deep."
And, he did.
This story is for the man I love.
-- The End --