I woke up dreaming about being paddled. So I went in my naughty panty drawer and got a pair of full cut black Lycra panties. As soon as Bacall saw them she said someone is getting paddled this morning. Black panties means I want the black paddle. It’s one of the stingiest paddles ever made. Southern pine so it’s light. About a foot long, three inches wide and a half-inch thick. All burn, no thud. It goes back to early marriage.
I bent over and she gave me four licks over the panties. I expected her to take them down and she did. She then delivered six of her best. Maybe I was having a sensitive day. Don’t know, but I was on fire. She gave me a short break. I would not have complained if she stopped right there, but I did not figure she would. I asked how many more and she said six. I knew that would push me, but I willed myself to hang in there and I did. After every lick she always waits until I relax my cheeks before giving another lick. Twice she had to remind me to stick my bottom back out.