Friday after work, we went out and took care of our shopping
for the week. We hit Trader Joe’s and the local farmers market. On the way back we stopped to see our Niece,
she was painting at Ds’ sisters’ house. We ran out to the paint store just
before they closed, and bought a couple gallons. The “painters” only had 2
quarts to paint a good sized room.
We went home, put everything away , and sat down to chill a
little while. I said, well I am going to take a shower. I went to the bedroom and striped. D called
down the hall and asked if I was getting in the shower yet. I replied, Just
about. D asked me to come out to the
kitchen. When I stepped around the corner, she was standing there with a belt
in her hand. It is a belt that has little metal rounded studs on it. She told
me to lean over the counter, and gave me a dozen fairly hard swats. She asked
if I knew what I did. I said no, and she told me to think about it, and to get
my ass in the shower. After I finished with the shower, I entered the bedroom
and the pillows were lying in the middle of the bed. I was told to get in
position, and think about what I may have done. D took a shower, came back in
and said she would give me something that may improve my memory. She started
right in with the bath brush. I didn’t
expect it right away, and became a little vocal, and moved around. I was told
to lay still and be a quiet, or I would really get it! We don’t count swats, D
just spanks till I am a nice shade of red, and sweating! After a few dozen hits with the brush, she switched
to the strap. She likes to use the strap
to fire up the top of my thighs and the sweet spot. Just when I thought she was
done, she went back to the brush. She gave me a dozen more, just to make sure.
D told me to move; she removed the pillows and said I am ready. Of course one
of us ended the night with a Big O, and one of us ended up sleeping on their
stomach.
We woke up early Saturday ,and did some work around the
house. Every time I sat down, it was a reminder of the spanking from the night
before. I had some major health problems the past year. I was to the Doctor
Thursday, for a checkup. Turns out that I am a little low on iron, and vitamin
d. We decided to take the prescription to the natural pharmacy a little ways up
the road from us; damn that road is bumpy on a sore butt! The pharmacist gave
me an iron supplement to take twice a day. He said I should notice increased
energy in 7-10 days. On the way back
home, we stopped at the seafood shop. We picked up a couple crab cakes and
scallops. I had to clean up some brush out in the upper part of the yard. D
gave me a wave, to let me know it was time to come in. I went in to take a
shower while she cooked dinner. D sautéed the scallops and crab cakes in a
little smart balance and a light seasoning. Man was it good!
A little later we headed for the bedroom. We lay down just to relax a little while.
When D said, I was not done last night. She started out with a new weapon; it
had a nice sting to it. It turns out that it was a silicone spatula. After a
little while she put it down, and started to massage my checks. D slowly ran
her fingers between my cheeks, and under to play with my balls, she started to
stroke me, and all of a sudden she cracked me with the bath brush. A couple
shots with it make you go limp pretty quick. This was repeated a few
times. The night ended the same as the
previous one.
Sunday was an uneventful day .Just worked around the house,
went into town later on and picked up a pizza. Later on we watched The Amazon
Race, and then went to the bedroom. While lying there D causally said, you left
the front door unlocked last night. I
thought I might be in for another round, but we just went to sleep. I am sure she is saving that for another
day. I guess I should confess, I also
left the back door unlocked!
