When I just grunted a little, she started hitting harder and harder. “But boys don’t do anything for me… I tend to stay in bed until a more reasonable hour unless I have a reason to get up. really hard. “Experiment?” I asked, raising my head. I don’t feel anything bad, but I can’t feel anything good either.”
Sheila reached up and tweaked one of my nipples. really hard. “It’s what protected me when everyone was teasing me,” I said softly. Instead, loud guffawing sobs erupted from my lips. He hadn’t spanked me in a long, long time, but he really lost it when he could smell cigarette smoke and came in to my bedroom and caught me.”
I shrugged my shoulders and smiled at her. Somewhere in the high forties, I began screaming for her to stop. This is a consensual spanking story based on reality. “That is not the end of it,” she continued.
