Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
I turned up the music and be-bopped around the apartment to one of my favorite songs. Dancing always gets my juices flowing in just the right way. That night I wore my treasured escape velocity t-shirt and a pair of panties. I designed the panties to tease Sir. The music blared so loudly I didn’t hear Sir come up the stairs that lead into my apartment. However, in the midst of one of my gyrations, I turned around and saw him standing at the top of the stairs watching me dance. A smile spread on his face.
Spank Me
Startled, I shrieked and lunged toward the stereo to turn the music down. As I reached for the volume knob, my shirt rose up and Sir was able to read my panties which read “Spank here.” My plan played out perfectly exactly as I wanted.
“Ok” Sir said directly behind me before wrapping his arm around my waist. He picked me up and carried me over to the couch where he deposited me over his knee. I laughed and covered my butt play begging him not to spanker me. We both knew better though.
He yanked my shirt up so my panties were exposed and brought his hand down over my panty clad bottom. I kicked and giggled and squealed trying in vain to escape the stinging smacks of his hand.
“Hmmm, I wonder if I can get it right without the written directions.” Sir questioned hypothetically. He yanked my panties to my knees. I then felt him bringing his hand down on my naked skin causing me to kick and struggle and giggle anew.
Those panties definitely had their desired effect. *giggles* What would you do if you found me wearing my spank me panties?
Zesty Zoey
1-844-332-2639 Ext 403