I always think I am getting spanked hard enough for it to leave marks and have it hurt for days. So, I start to get excited about the idea of having to cover up the marks on my thighs when I go to the gym or having to try to hold in a wince when I sit down to dinner with my friends. And it sounds all blushy when the deliverer of the spanking says I’ll think of them whenever I feel the sting throughout the week.
But I’m honestly just a wuss and I never let it get that harsh. It’s all gone in an hour, usually. If not less.
Good lord, but this offends my sense of symmetry. Which, of course, as punishments go, makes it perfect.A Bad Girl, photographed by Me.