Somehow appropriate for today…
He settled me firmly across His lap; my ass raised at a level that would make anyone self-conscious. Head down, eyes glued to the hardwood, I did my best to prepare for the spanks that were about to rain down on my sensitive skin. I held close to His ankles, securing me, anchoring wayward me, to my only Rock.
Count them out, Girl. And don’t forget gratitude.
One arm on my back, the other free to deliver all of the humiliation, stinging pain, and freedom He could muster.
One after another, the blows came. And after each one, a desperate number and breathless, “Thank you, Sir.”
Rule Number 12: i must always give thanks to my Master for all i am given immediately after receiving what He has given me, for such things are gifts or privileges granted to me by Him.
