Sienna grabbed her bare butt cheeks and hesitated to get over her Husband's lap for her promised discipline spanking. He spanked her a few times a week, so this should have been easy for her, but she still balked. She started to squeak out a "Please!" but he stopped her.

Sienna's Husband put a finger to his mouth to shush her and said, "Don't even try, young lady! You knew I told you to preheat the oven and you didn't! So now you're getting spanked. No ifs, ands, or buts, just your butt over my lap! NOW!"

Honey, want to tell me what this is all about?

"Alyssa told me that she switched her husband for the first time last week, outdoors, in the park near them. And she just raved about how effective it turned out to be. Not just on Sunday, but all week. And it's looking like it will last a while longer!"

So now YOU want to switch me.

"And here we are, with an convenient supply of switches, right here!

And there's absolutely no point in even TRYING to argue you out of this?

"Not for something like this, there's not. Once I've make my mind up to spank, that's it; you won't change it and you know I don't change it.

"Also, you know I'll consider any arguments talking back to me, and under our rules what would that mean?"

An automatic trip over your lap for your strap.

"And how would you like that?"

I wouldn't, ma'am.

"Maybe once you've felt a switch you'll stop even considering talking back to me."

No doubt you're right, ma'am. So, you're determined to give me another sore bottom?

"It'll do you good. And keep you good, if Alyssa's husband is any indication. She and I are meeting for coffee tomorrow morning and I'd like to have something to contribute to the conversation, no matter how preliminary the results are.

How nice for you. But I'll have your switch marks all across my backside..."

"Oh, my sweet boy - not just your backside! Down nearly to your knees, up nearly to your back! Switches are made for 'coverage'! Wide side-to-side, between, in and around..."

Between?!?

"Oh, nothing valuable! But they do tend to be a bit sneaky, so I'm expecting you'll be feeling them in some unaccustomed places!

"Alyssa tells me it's quite the adventure!"

Nothing sexual but a service that would appease men and woman of all adult ages and make a bit of money on the side. It would also quench her thirst to do such a thing. People would come from far & wide, where they couldn't experience such a dynamic in their relationships, or were perhaps devoid entirely of them.

You should have seen Kelley's face when her newest client Jodie turned up at her front door. You see Kelley isn't her real name, nor is Jodie the younger woman's. No photos were exchanged, just a few texts and they both felt comfortable enough to meet in person.

Kelley's face lit up 'Oh hello... erm, Jodie'. 'Jodie' couldn't believe it was someone she knew, someone who knew her. It was the first time she'd ever tried this, a desire she'd kept quiet for many years. She wanted to run away but her desire was strong. She paused but ultimately thought screw it, lets just go with it. "Hi Miss Kelley, I'm... I've, I've been a naughty girl. And I'm here to be treated as such."

How I love Stevie Rose! I don't know her in real life, I just enjoy seeing her get spanked (sorry, Stevie) and, of course, when she's doing the spanking!

What if she was my sister? And gave me a spanking any time she thought I needed one? That would probably be a lot! And a lot of them might be by hand, hard when I'm getting them but probably not, like, days of agony!

Worse, I guess, (and more frequent) if she's in a bad mood.

Or I complain about her taking down my thong! What dood does that do, and why does my one little complaint mean that you have to start over! Hey! Not so hard!

Can't expect her to use her hand all the time, especially if I get a lot!

Is that hairbrush and paddle? Or hairbrush, waiting for that paddle?

And that was her (lighter) 'paddle brush'! Now she gets out the 'real' one!

and I hope that strap is just there for a warning! (Probably not! Boo hoo!)

She seems to come up with lots of (so-called) 'reasons'. Or is it me? (Probably me.)

Sometimes, at least, she stops when I've had enough!