J and I spent last weekend with friends at their cabin, so there were no spankings of any kind. These are good friends of ours, but they’re vanilla, as far as we can tell. I often find myself longing to let some of our friends into the spanking side of our life, but I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable if they don’t understand it.
We had a great time hiking through the woods during the day, and relaxing in their hot tub at night.
Initially J was going to spank me on Friday before we left, but we ran out of time. So I went the whole weekend without one spanking. That hasn’t happened in ages. There were a few times where J whispered to me, “I can’t wait til I can spank you.” And that just sent tingles through my body every time.
Sunday night, after we unloaded the car, I was standing in front of the washer throwing in a quick load of laundry. J came up behind me and said, “When you’re finished there, go wait for me in the bedroom.” He kissed my neck and ear, making me shiver.
I was still taking my clothes off when J came into the room. He sat down on the bed and guided me over his lap. He spanked me with his hand for a good long while, before picking up a strap, and then finally a wooden paddle. He said he was giving me extra spanking time since we missed 3 days, and he wanted to make sure I start the week off right. At the end, I felt thoroughly spanked and didn’t have any trouble getting back into the swing of things this week.