A few weeks ago we went out for a meal, it was around eleven in the evening when we arrived back home from the restaurant. The drive home was not very long but seemed to take hours.
Hope you enjoy it, oh, and how I made it about me.
It had all been very quiet till we reached our house, then at last Sir spoke.
"You know you are in big trouble don't you sara?"
I knew and nodded.
"How dare you show us up being so bitchy to our waitress, damn, she is only doing her job, the Lord only knows what you would have said if we had stayed for the sweet course."
"Yes Sir, I did say sorry, but she did spill gravy on my knee."
I stood up, lifted my dress showing the burn mark the spilt gravy had made.
"Sorry does not come into it, that was just the worst thing ever, what in God`s name got inside that mind of yours?"
"It was hot, humid and I had felt bitchy all day, really sorry Sir, you know it`s not me to make a show."
"You will soon be sorry, very sorry, now get naked and over the horse, NOW."
My dress was over my head and off in a second and panties kicked off before I reached the spanking horse.
By the time I was over, Sir was back with the paddle and the first stinger hit, it was the first of maybe thirty or forty and I was wailing pretty loud by the first ten.
Boy was he cross, not angry though, and he spanked me good, but only what I had earned.
He put the paddle away and I waited for him to mount me, it was a long wait, he had left me alone.
I got up from the horse and closed the blinds, being naked was not an issue, I needed cool shower water on my red-hot bottom.
I went to our room and Sir had already showered and was in bed.
I spent some time under the cold soothing water, I felt so dreadful, I could not believe how I had acted.
I climbed into bed, surely I was to get the rough fucking I deserved and maybe even a spanking, no, Sir was asleep.
I woke up on my front diagonally facing Sir, obviously laying on my back was out of the question.
He rolled me over onto my back and spun me around, top to bottom.
He was pushing my mouth open with his cock and as I was upside down immediately fed his big cock into my mouth and down to the back of my throat.
He pounded my lips as if in my pussy, his balls and sack thrusting on my forehead and eyes, his back arched, and I pulled back a little to give his cum an easier passage.
His hands were free to squeeze and nip my breasts and nipples, I could not complain with a mouth full of cock.
I was desperate for a fingering, but his punishment was to use me for His pleasure only.
He slapped each tit in turn and each nipple in turn.
At the time I thought his cum was more than normal and I really struggled to swallow it all down.
The reason became apparent as I made his breakfast, he had obviously been turned on with his nightly thoughts.
"I am so sorry you had to paddle me hard last night for my actions at the restaurant Sir and would do anything to try and make it right."
He looked up from his coffee.
"I was thinking just the same last night and have come up with a plan which should satisfy everyone."
"Anything, anything at all Sir, really."
I kissed his forehead and slipped under the table between his legs to find his cock stiff, yet again.
I took him this time at my own pace, and he left happy for work as I savoured him before finally swallowing.
A few evenings later, after we had dinner, someone knocked on our front door.
As normal I was naked, I usually was from my early evening shower till my morning one.
Usually our visitors are people from our circle.
I opened the door and stepped back, Sadie, our waitress from a few nights ago, the one I was horrible to, she saw I was naked and smiled.
"Did you perk your nipples for my visit sara?"
There was no need, the embarrassment made that happen all on its own, my tits have grown and stretched my nipples to an almost permanent perk.
"Sort of Sadie, please come in."
I closed the door and went into our lounge and stood by Sir.
"I am so sorry I was so rude Sadie."
Four hard bottom slaps, hard enough to bring tears.
"It's Miss to you sara."
I sniffed up, "So sorry Miss for my rudeness," I turned and bent to show Sir's anger marks from that evening.
Before I could continue She smiled, "You soon will probably be even sorrier when I have given you the sweet course you missed girl."
I did not know if I wanted to cum or pee I was that surprised, shocked, excited and apprehensive.
She walked towards me and gave me four more hard spanks on my bottom, so I cried.
I gathered myself together as the tears ran down my face, onto my tits and off my nipples.
She took a tissue from her pocket and pinched my nipples, wiping them
I nervously offered, "Miss it should have been you spanking me, I would not have complained had you put me over the table, there and then Miss."
"Strangely enough that had been the plan since your Sir rang me, but nice of you to offer."
I immediately knew that she was someone who knew how to give a rude and naughty girl a sound spanking.
"Your spanking needs to be done right, not to injure but to make sure, you remember the punishment for some considerable time."
Over my young life I have been over hundreds of knees to be spanked but
I have never been more nervous than now, I was nervous and scared, but mostly scared.
Sir was sat on the settee with a perfect view of all the action about to unfold.
She took a tight hold off my right nipple and squeezed it as hard as she could, but I would not cry, until she twisted it from its normal position toward noon, to a quarter past, and back to a quarter to.
