MinxyBehaviour

He marched her by her ear to the corner. “When will you learn?” He undid her blouse, unleashed her breasts, and hoisted up her skirt. In one swift movement down came her knickers, exposing her round juicy bottom. He placed her hands behind her back and made sure her nipples were against the cold wall.

She of course, would just rather a spanking. This was so humiliating, her bottom on show, her breasts pushed up against the wall.

The telling off continued, she tried to blank it out whilst imagining how red her bottom was going to be. She jumped as he shouted in her ear….”Are you listening?”

“Yes of course”

“What did I say?”

“About my behaviour …erm”

He pulled her across the spanking stool, and brought down his hand the hardest he could. She yelped and clenched her bottom. “You clench, you get more”

And so he whacked, each cheek wobbled with every spank. She yelped and wriggled. He pounded her bottom until he got the first signs of red, and got her up. He stripped her down so all she had on was her hold up stockings and he could see her bare pussy, shaved by him.

Back to the corner, he spread her legs apart and admired his handiwork. She felt so ashamed, and tried to listen this time. Trouble was he began describing how she was going to get a whipping and she began to writhe and squirm as she got wet.

He loved the sight of her bottom, and got out the whip. She really had disobeyed him, he decided it would end up with a caning. She needed some stripes whilst reflecting in the corner. It was the only thing that brought her into line.

He put the whip in her mouth, whilst stroking her bare bottom. “How bad have you been?”

“Very bad, Sir” she mumbled and nearly dropped the whip.

“What do bad wives get?

“A whipping Sir”

“Wrong! You should know by now, it’s the cane. Get over the stool and bendover. Keep the whip in your mouth and count and thank me for your discipline”

Her heart sunk. She hated the cane. Any delay though would mean more strokes. She got into position and awaited the first stinging crack.

And so it came, with a vengeance. The sting was unbearable and took her breath away, she thanked him and braced her self for the next. She knew she had been bad enough for him to want to see marks, he would want her to sit on them the next day and remember her naughtiness.

And so there were twelve, each hurting more than the other, each leaving a scorching mark across her bottom. She thanked him by sucking him off whilst he rubbed the cane marks on her bottom. And then back to the corner, nipples pressed up against the wall, with her caned bottom on show…………….

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