Fun smacks with the paddle

After having a fun time being spanked, followed by having wonderful sex, we cuddled. My guy had his legs bent. My legs ended up on top of his.

I love when he is playful.

"I'm a good girl, right?" I teased, as we were cuddled up together.
"Tell me that you're a bad girl," he insisted, taking the big wooden paddle and smacking my bare left buttock.
"No, I'm good!" I insisted.
"Admit that you're a bad girl," he said, continuing to smack my left buttock.
"Yes, for a limited time," I started to admit.
"For how long?" he asked me, giving me yet another smack with the paddle.
"Five years," I said.
"Okay," he replied, putting away the paddle.
"That's it?" I asked, puzzled.
"Yes," he said, smiling at me.

We continued cuddling, as if nothing had happened. Well, something did, for my left buttock felt more sore than the other one.