I have been thinking about you and I being together for two straight days now. In the past. whenever I have wanted to write a story for you like this it usually means two things are going on - 1) I miss you and can't wait to be naked together again and 2) I need a proper spanking. Badly.
Yesterday I stood almost naked in our bedroom with only a black silk thong on - I wrapped my skinny black leather belt around my waist twice and stood in front of the mirror thinking about you and feeling guilty that I had lied to you about not buying a pack of cigarettes, when I had.
You had known when I lied to you but hadn't done anything but accept my word. You took the belt around my waist and pulled it and me toward you as you kissed me deeply. At first, one hand gripped the belt and the other my back. Moving your free hand to my collarbone, you stared at me, and extended a finger and taced it down my neck. You moved to my breasts, and gently circled my nipples. You let go and put your hands on my waist pulling me towards you again. You then looked at me very matter of factly told me I needed to be punished. I knew why and thought it was better not to protest. You were in charge of my discipline.
You led me into the living room and sat down on the couch. You told me to climb across your lap and waited for me to comply. I bent down and leaned over one of your legs and buried my face in my hands. You told me to look at you as you began to rub my ass with your hands until I turned around and looked into your eyes. And the spanking started - you spanked gently at first and began to spank harder as you got your rhythm. You didn't take off my panties, but pulled them up in between my cheeks creating friction against my clit. When I asked you when you were going to stop, you told me that the spanking had just started. But you then stopped. When I asked why, you told me to get up and go into the bedroom and to stand by the wall by the bed with my back towards you and my hands behind my back. And that I should wait for you and think about what was going to happen next.