Bdsm, Submissive

Smacked bottom…

That’ll teach me. Sir was In the kitchen, he was bent over. I crept up behind and slapped his bottom. It was a cheeky slap. He stopped dead. Turned to look at me. 

Oh shit! He was cross. 

Before I could move, he  literally whipped my trousers and knickers down, forced me over and smacked my bottom. It was so hard, two slaps to each cheek and they were burning. My bottom was purple, broken blood vessels. 

Poor sir. How it must have hurt his palm, how grateful I am that he took the time to correct my behaviour. 

He is selfless. My bottom was sore. It was wonderful. 

I am a lucky girl 

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