Sunday Morning

So you think you spend a lot of time thinking about spanking. Being a switch I probably spend even more time on the subject.

I woke up needing to paddle Bacall. She had promised oatmeal for breakfast. I heard her from the kitchen say “ut oh, I am in trouble”. I found that she had allowed the supply of steel cut oatmeal to fall below two servings. And then she had the audacity to ask if I wanted that mushy crap that comes from a Quaker Oats box. Now I not only had a need, I had a reason. I told her to put on a girdle with hose as I would be paddling her. She doned her apparel and I paddled her. Then we watched CBS Sunday Morning. Then I paddled her again. After lunch I paddled her again. I think I have got it out of my system. Of course tomorrow is a another day.

This goes out to Ken and others who like a girdled seat.