Wednesday, December 3, 2014


I'm waiting for a spanking and I know he'll be in here any minute.  The waiting is the worst.  I know what's coming and I know I've earned it but I still get nervous.  We skipped the normal maintenance spanking this morning because we were pressed for time.  It showed in my attitude, which he commented on when he pointed to our bedroom with a stern look.  It was the look that said, "go pull down your pants and wait."  So, here I sit with my bare bottom tensed against my chair, writing about what is about to come.  I imagine I'll get the belt and a hand spanking.  He usually warms me up with his hand first.  My stomach is fluttery with nerves.

I hear him coming this way now.