Naughty Boy Spanking

I didn't try to be late but I was late. It was love at first sight on our first date so I knew I wanted to date her. When I arrived at her front door, there was a not on the door to just enter for your spanking. She was just sitting there with her wide wooden hairbrush. Since we had only hugged and kissed until then, I wasn't sure she was really going to spank me.

I didn't say a word and neither did she, and then I felt her lowering my pants and underwear. Since I knew I deserved a spanking. I knew I just had to just stand there and then soon I was over her knee being spanked. Since I had been spanked by my mom growing up, I just accepted it. Her spanking me did show me that she cared enough about me to spank me.

I did cry and I felt like a naughty little boy again because I allowed her to pull up my underwear and pants, she zipped up my pants and buckled my belt. She did help me dry my tears and like I had to do with my mom, I thanked her for spanking me.

I did still take her out to eat and to watch a movie. Of course we went there in her bigger, newer car and she drove. At the end of our date, we did talk over my spanking and I did tell her that I thought I deserved it. I told her that I would try to make sure I was never late for a date again.

Before we got married, she did find other reasons to spank me and she told me that she had come from a FLR family and she had spanked her younger brothers. I explained to her that my mother had spanked me growing up and also my older sister had spanked me. We also had other things in common and since both of us were Christians, we did have the same beliefs and values that did include accountability, justice, and doing the right thing.

I didn't try to be late but I was late. It was love at first sight on our first date so I knew I wanted to date her. When I arrived at her front door, there was a not on the door to just enter for your spanking. She was just sitting there with her wide wooden hairbrush. Since we had only hugged and kissed until then, I wasn't sure she was really going to spank me.

I didn't say a word and neither did she, and then I felt her lowering my pants and underwear. Since I knew I deserved a spanking. I knew I just had to just stand there and then soon I was over her knee being spanked. Since I had been spanked by my mom growing up, I just accepted it. Her spanking me did show me that she cared enough about me to spank me.

I did cry and I felt like a naughty little boy again because I allowed her to pull up my underwear and pants, she zipped up my pants and buckled my belt. She did help me dry my tears and like I had to do with my mom, I thanked her for spanking me.

I did still take her out to eat and to watch a movie. Of course we went there in her bigger, newer car and she drove. At the end of our date, we did talk over my spanking and I did tell her that I thought I deserved it. I told her that I would try to make sure I was never late for a date again.

Before we got married, she did find other reasons to spank me and she told me that she had come from a FLR family and she had spanked her younger brothers. I explained to her that my mother had spanked me growing up and also my older sister had spanked me. We also had other things in common and since both of us were Christians, we did have the same beliefs and values that did include accountability, justice, and doing the right thing.