Last night, I wanted my bottom smacked. I found a cross between a wooden ruler and a plank of wood that I had bought a few years back. It's basically a ruler that has three holes punched in it, to conveniently place in a binder. Yet, the weight is decent enough to land quite a paddling on a naughty backside.
I wanted my bottom whacked with this wooden paddle-ruler. I waved it around my husband, G, left it on the table in front of him, and then bent over. I was in a playful mood.
Sure enough, G was in favour of giving my backside some much needed warmth. Over his knee, he took down my pajama bottoms and lightly tapped my bottom with the ruler-paddle. It was becoming a birthday spanking, even though my birthday was in July. I love them nonetheless.
He pulled down my panties and proceeded to use more force to soundly smack my backside. I got my age in smacks with the ruler-paddle, with one to grow on. This spanking happened twice. I then got some rather stingy whacks. I got the same number, but on each cheek. My bottom was aching and I was excited. By the end of this, I ended up with a couple of pinches on my bottom and had to rub it.
Tonight, I felt like the same spanking. Over G's knee I went. My bottom was obviously a bit tender today. The same ritual took place, except that each whack with the ruler-paddle seemed harder on my already achy backside. The only difference tonight was that I got a bare-bottomed birthday spanking after the ruler-paddle spanking. I love when G uses his hand to give me a much deserved spanking. After reaching orgasmic levels of satisfaction, we cuddled.
As I type this, my bottom smarts tons. I wonder how I'll feel with a similar spanking tomorrow, making it three consecutive spanking days. G will like it, I'm sure. I may have to take Monday off from work. I won't be able to sit all day with such a smarting backside.
