After yelling at my husband in front of our neighbors, I learned real quick that was not the thing to do. He grabbed my arm dragging me thru the garage and out the back door. He opened our shed and shoved me in closing the door behind him. The glare in his eyes told me I had gone too far this time. I was beginning to shake as he came closer.
"You think that kinda shit is cute, huh, yelling at me in front of the neighbors?" he asked. I tried to apologize but he cut me off. "Maybe if I busted your ass you would start showing me a little appreciation!" I started shaking my head no telling him I was sorry but he had already started taking his belt off. He grabbed my arm turning me around and pushed me over the workbench. I was still telling him to stop.
The next thing I felt was the sting of the leather as it hit my ass. I yelled as it hurt like hell and I really thought he was joking. WHACK, the second swing made contact and tears started running down my checks. Three more swats were delivered and by this time I could no longer feel my ass it was numb with pain.
He pulled my shorts down to admire the red welts on my ass and asked if it hurt. "Yes" was all I could say. He grabbed an old bottle of lotion that was on the shelf and poured it on my cheeks. The cool sensation felt wonderful as he started rubbing it over my welts. Even though my ass hurt, I was beginning to enjoy his hand as it rubbed the lotion in. His hand moved toward my muff and a little moan escaped my throat. As a finger approached my hole, it was obvious I was getting hot. His finger disappeared inside me as I moaned louder. His slow rhythm only made my juices flow more as my hips began a circular motion keeping his pace.
He chuckled, "You little bitch, and you like this don't you?" All I could do was nod my head yes. He smacked my ass with his hand, "My little girl likes being punished don't ya?" I gave another nod still enjoying his finger in my twat.