We had a disagreement, where Cindy sort of zoned out while we were out shopping. She stayed in the shade while I was in the store, then I asked her to help me, but she was not really listening. I went and lifted the gardening supplies (heavy bags) onto the cart, I could not see her when I went to the cash, so paid and took them to the car.
Once I had put them in the car, I took the cart back, could not see her, and went into the store and had to have her paged. She had been sitting somewhere else in the shade.
On the way home, I stated that if I had done this, I would be spanked. Too bad that she has to accept being spanked before I can spank her.
When at home, she declared, instead of talking again about it, and being upset, will the topic be dropped if you spank me?
AGREED!
We went to the bedroom, and Cindy stood in front of me while I sat on the spanking chair, undid, and lowered her pants, and then her panties.
Over my knee, but Cindy is a little too short for this chair to be able to comfortably reach the floor with her hands, so we moved to the bed.
One spank to each cheek with the hair brush, then a pause, while Cindy stated not too hard.
Your bottom is not even showing pink.
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Another two spanks, with a pause, until we reached ten, and Cindy was not a happy spankee. "That is enough!" was her statement, but I stated no , we are going to 20 like you asked for on a cruise ship so that you could finish a book that would disappear from your mobile device at midnight, instead of wandering the ship and dancing to music. : was my reply.
Do you want them fast or slow.
Two more slow, two more slow, a lot of squirming and owwing, and then the last six in succession, bringing real distress and owwwing.
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The spanking was ended, and Cindy stood up, and I reminded her: what do we say after being spanked?
" thank you for my spanking was not wholeheartedly stated, but accepted, and we hugged.
The problem was solved, and no further mention was needed to the incident.
What a delightful way to solve a problem, at least for me.
bottoms up
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Once I had put them in the car, I took the cart back, could not see her, and went into the store and had to have her paged. She had been sitting somewhere else in the shade.
On the way home, I stated that if I had done this, I would be spanked. Too bad that she has to accept being spanked before I can spank her.
When at home, she declared, instead of talking again about it, and being upset, will the topic be dropped if you spank me?
AGREED!
We went to the bedroom, and Cindy stood in front of me while I sat on the spanking chair, undid, and lowered her pants, and then her panties.
Over my knee, but Cindy is a little too short for this chair to be able to comfortably reach the floor with her hands, so we moved to the bed.
One spank to each cheek with the hair brush, then a pause, while Cindy stated not too hard.
Your bottom is not even showing pink.
Another two spanks, with a pause, until we reached ten, and Cindy was not a happy spankee. "That is enough!" was her statement, but I stated no , we are going to 20 like you asked for on a cruise ship so that you could finish a book that would disappear from your mobile device at midnight, instead of wandering the ship and dancing to music. : was my reply.
Do you want them fast or slow.
Two more slow, two more slow, a lot of squirming and owwing, and then the last six in succession, bringing real distress and owwwing.
The spanking was ended, and Cindy stood up, and I reminded her: what do we say after being spanked?
" thank you for my spanking was not wholeheartedly stated, but accepted, and we hugged.
The problem was solved, and no further mention was needed to the incident.
What a delightful way to solve a problem, at least for me.
bottoms up
Red