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Restaurant spanking policy.

Restaurant spanking policy.

me (female, by the way!) and my wife are quite into spanking; specifically, her spanking me. recently, she's been giving me nightly spankings, where she evaluates my behavior throughout the day and decides how harsh of a spanking, if at all, i deserve that night - but sometimes (a lot of times), i need more, so i act like a brat until i get what i want. this is what happened most recently:

she knew that i wanted (needed) a spanking after i hinted at it, and after teasing me a bit, she offered, but of course, i had to push harder. i questioned her authority, back-talked her, and swore at her. not only did that earn me the threat of getting my mouth washed out with soap, but a firm slap across the face. she ordered me to lay down on the middle of the bed - i, of course, still feeling like a brat, laid on my back. my wife very quickly flipped me onto my stomach, pulling my shorts down before i could protest.

i really knew i was in for it when i saw her set a timer for 30 minutes; she's set it for an hour before, but when she spanks me with a timer on, i'm always sore for at least a week. she also put a wooden hairbrush - one of my least favorite tools of hers - on the bed, but i didn't notice it until later.

she pulled me over her lap and held one of my hands in hers, both to keep me from reaching back, and for comfort, since i was in for a harsh spanking. she quickly began, not holding back, securing one of her legs over mine to keep me from kicking; i squirm quite a bit, especially during her harder spankings.

after my ass was reasonably pink, she asked me to hand her the hair brush - this was the first time i had noticed it! - and started with that. she hadn't even pulled my panties down, and i was already sobbing into the mattress, feet kicking, and desperately squeezing her hand. she goes hard, but i love it, and it makes me feel cared for and safe.

eventually, she could tell i needed more, and waited for me to get the words out; she made me ask her to take my panties down. it was embarrassing, and i felt even more humiliated (and turned on) than i was before, if that was even possible. but she continued, spanking me harder than before on my ass and the tops of my thighs with the brush. when the timer only had about a minute left, my bottom was bright red and throbbing, and i was sobbing and gasping into the sheets, completely slumped over her lap. before the timer went off, she spread my legs over her thigh a bit - i immediately knew what was coming. she laid down ten spanks over my pussy, quick and hard, before pulling me up to lay on her chest and for her to rub lotion on me.

this was quite recent, but the sting has finally gone away by now, after a week of sitting uncomfortably! i never got that mouth soaping (i'm sure it'll come in the future), but i still got my nightly spankings afterwards. i can't say ill never act like a brat to her again - it's just too much fun! :D