Waiting

Edge of the Dining Room table

What amazes me is that you know you have overstepped the mark, broken a line in the sand and that you need redirection.

Panties off, raise your bottom, on tiptoes and on the edge of the Dining Room table.

The dark Mahogony will both support and judge you.

You are owed a clear 40.

A warm-up and a refocus time: 20 crisp spanks with the Paddle. I take pride in my accuracy, making sure that some are aimed on your sit spots. I want you to remember this.

The next 20 can wait for now. You know I will not forget.

Refocused, bum bruised, thankful but with an anticipated and a little fearful reprieve.