He took the hairbrush, rubbing my bottom with it in circles, the pain coming back—deep and low, tingling as I waited in anticipation.He ran his fingers through my thighs, gently and I started squirming, but then he laid in the bed and rolled over.I could feel the room spinning, dizzy from the 10 shots of whiskey I had. No worries—I got her.” I heard a voice say behind me.
I reached back, only to earn a harsh slap and for him to take my wrists hostage against the small of my back. You drank irresponsibly and could have been taken by someone at that bar had I not stepped in.
I felt him touch my bottom, rubbing it in soft circles. I started kicking and he immediately attacked my upper thighs. I twisted my legs, closing them as he continued spanking me.
“Do not move young lady.”I drifted off to sleep and finally woke to hearing him entering the room. He placed his hands between my thighs as he spread my legs over his so I was straddling his left knee.“Are you really wet right now? “You are really wet.” I groaned, hating the feeling of being so vulnerable and unable to close my legs and hide.
For the rest, anything spanking related is more than welcome.
Related punishments like corner time and such are also welcome.