My turn at the alter

Becall wanted to paddle more than to be paddled on New Years Day. She gave me the full treatment to improve our luck in the new year. She dressed up. Pearls, white lace bra, shinny white panties, white thigh hi hose and off white heels. Topped off with a white cashmere cardigan sweater, which she did not bother to button. HOT!

She got out the 9-ply paddle, which is ¾ inches of birch, a stingy paddle and the wooden batten. She toasted my legs with the batten, eight on the front and eight on the back of my legs. It is always like an electrical shock, but I love it.

Next she put me on the floor, nose and knees on the carpet, stood over me and laid on 8 scorchers with the 9-ply paddle. It was hard to keep breathing. I was now hot front and back.

Finally she put me over the bed and gave me eight hard and noisy licks with the stingy paddle.

We wish you the best in this new year!

2 thoughts on “My turn at the alter”

  1. Keep on posting. This just about the sweetest web site I have seen on this topic. This account, like many of your other accounts, takes my breath away.You have a special gift for understanding your experiences and for writing about them.Bless you both.

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