Antipathy earns severe paddling. My antipathy for doing the dishes has been known to get me into quite a pickle every now and again. I really wasn’t in the mood to do the dishes. There stands an empty cupboard that often gets forgotten. Sir asked me to please make sure that the dishes were done and put away. I really wanted to play Diablo III and let time get away from me. So, I slipped those dirty dishes inside the cupboard.
Antipathy earns severe paddling
At first Sir didn’t notice the dishes were missing. Then for some reason he went snooping and found the dirty dishes that I had secreted away. I quickly found myself being **** into the kitchen by my hair. Sir was angrily demanding to know what exactly I thought I was doing disobeying him and trying to hide it.
The next thing I knew, I was stripped naked and strapped over the spanking bench. Sir had gotten out the long paddle with the holes in it and laid in front of me where I was forced to stare at contemplating my choices and subsequent demise. I’m not sure how long Sir left me with my own thoughts but it felt like forever before he came back into the room, picked up the paddle, and began the lecture.
The paddle stung and pain bloomed throughout my ass. By the third swat I was in tears and begging to be forgiven. Then by the 20th swat I knew that sitting down would be a challenge for the remainder of the week. By the 50th swat I knew to my very core that I would never avoid doing the dishes again.
50 swats mixed with Sir’s disappointment and consternation that I would be so disobedient had me sobbing, submissive, and bruised. However, my punishment was over and forgiveness had been given. Sir unstrapped me and pulled me into his arms murmuring these words into my ear as I hiccupped and sobbed into his chest trying to wriggle my sore ass off his lap but being held in place until I melted in his arms.
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