I woke up this morning dreaming about wearing a white panty girdle. These things happen to me. After we had our baths, I checked my lingerie bag to see if I had one with me. No joy. Neither did Bacall. She got out all her panties and I choose a red pair. I cooked breakfast in them and then asked for some pops with the Principal’s paddle over the panties. She gave me 8 which were well received.
Since we are in a private area, I decided to have my second cup of coffee outside wearing the red panties. I took the paddle with me. After coffee I asked for some more pops and pulled the panties down. Wow, roast bottom, I felt those a lot more without the protection. I went for a third set, but by that time the endorphins were in full bloom and I did not feel a thing.
This blog celebrates the erotic side of spanking as long practiced by one married couple. We don't spank for punishment or discipline or any reason other than to supercharge sex. Bogey and Bacall. There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. Shakespeare
Sounds like a delightful morning, from red panties to red bottom.
It must be nice to be free to ask for a paddling.
A perfect start to a morning.
Love,
Ronnie
xx
It's what consensual means to us. No punishment, no make up, just getting what we want when we want it.
Your massage/caning sounded perfect.
Wow. What a terrific start to what must have been a great day. Over the panty is the best. Well done. Enjoy
Ron