.... Spent thinking about my bad behavior over the past couple days. An aching need to be punished and spanked left me feeling wrestles, fidgety and tingly at the very thought.
Knowing full well that my actions would sooner or later get me what I well deserved. I open a window to air out the kitchen from the dinner I'd just burned, flipping on the ceiling fan I hear the front door open . Glancing at the clock to check the time I hear the sound of His shoes on the tile floor as He nears closer to the stong burning smell that I'm trying desperately to fan outside. I turn and raise my eyes to meet His as he stands in the doorway staring at me. I begin stumbling through my apologies as He stops me mid-sentence with well, "my little Betty Crocker homemaker, I see you've yet to learn your lesson about burning my supper"? I look up giving Him my full attention then lower my eyes at His look of disappointment. "I'm so sorry Sir, there's no excuse." Finally, taking in a deep breath I allow the words I've been needing to say quietly escape my lips, "I need a spanking Sir. Will You please give me one?"
I felt my face flush and my pussy get hot as I looked up to Him with a shy smile. His eyes looking me up and down. " I suppose you have been asking for it, haven't you?" I moved toward Him, gave him a warm hug along with a long, wet kiss. My nipples suddenly perked up as He pulled my blouse up over my head exposing them. Then He reached behind and slowly lifted my skirt up around my waist and lightly smacked my bare ass. I let out a soft moan of pleasure, thinking how long it had been since I'd had a good spanking and how much it turned me on.
Taking a firm hold of my arm He turned me around and I extended my arms far over my head as my breasts pressed against the cold granite countertop beneath them. Turning my head to the side He smacked my ass again, except harder making me whimper. I wiggled a bit as He pushed on the small of my back and I tried to stretch my arms out a bit further as my butt thrust further up in the air behind me.
His hand began a light massage over the smacks He'd just given me leaving me in complete anticipation of another strike. He told me to spread my legs wider and I felt my cunt throb. He squeezed one of my cheeks firmly before His hand came down sharply on it. "You will be careful next time not to burn my dinner won't you girl?" Then before I could answer His question His hand smacked down hard on the other side. Still holding down firmly against the cabinet He reached into the drawer and pulled out a large wooden spoon and began smacking my ass continuously at least a dozen times. I was clenching my behind when He stopped and rested the palm of His hand on my trembling red cheeks. "Thank You Yes Sir", I whimpered when he asked if it was sore and He rubbed the warm tender skin.
I was thinking about how soaking wet and hot my pussy was when I heard His voice say, "good girl then I'll do it some more." Then before I could take another breath He continued His assault on my ass with the wooden spoon not stopping, allowing it to make its way up and down from my ass down the back of one thigh then up the other. I began to scream, "ow, ow, ow .... my voice echoing through the kitchen. He pressed down harder into my back before finally feeling His bare hand sting my ass hard as it connected with it. Then instead of another whack, I felt his fingers move down the crack of my ass to my smooth pussy to check its wetness as He slowly trace
d my slit. "You're nice and wet He whispered." I bit down hard on my lower lip as His fingers spread my lips apart and sunk into me. He then touched my clit and I began to buck forward when He brought His hand down hard once again on my asscheeks. The sound of the slap and the sharp stinging pain leaving me in a moment of intense pleasure and pain and I came with a mind-blowing orgasm. Then the sex that followed after my spanking was rough and raw and before long had the both of us coming, then me giggling as the timer went off on the oven.
