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Embarrassed Wife
Date: 10/6/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: flfufo, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster
to the wall! Your hands better not touch your bottom! And sing! … Well, quietly.” I got up, and went to the wall, and started singing that blasted song, as best I could, while still gasping for breath. “ Pause the recording, please…. Now, ladies, coffee or perhaps tea?” After many, many verses of the song, Mary said, “Recording on, please… Shilo has been against the wall there, singing that lovely song, for about thirty minutes, and now I am ready to continue. Shilo, stop singing, and come over here.” I closed my mouth, turned around, and walked to her. The chair upon which she previously sat had been turned around, an indication that I was to bend over it, and I blanched as I saw in her hand, the “zombie killer”, a two foot long, two inch wide, half inch thick solid bamboo paddle, that requires almost no effort on her part to generate a horrible sting on my backside. She smiled thinly, as she held the paddle in her right hand, and gestured at the chair. Keeping my legs tightly together, I bent over the back of it, putting my hands on the seat of the chair, while gripping the edges. She took a stance behind me, to my left, and said, “You will count….” The first smack landed square across the middle of both cheeks, and I grunted, “One..!” The second smack landed on top of the first, and I groaned, “TWO..ooo!” The third smack hit the lower curves, and I rose on my toes while shrieking through gritted teeth, “ThrEEEE!” The fourth landed on top of the third, and I rose on my ...