“Come on, stop whining, you knew you were about to get it..” I hold him tightly in my lap. Gosh, the way he is whining he is worse than Carol.
We won’t be able to do it this way. I spread his legs apart and lock them in between mine. There we go, no kicking anymore. He whines some more.
I am wondering if I should start with my hand or directly the paddle.
I pick the paddle up and smack him on each side once. He freezes on my lap. That’s always his first reaction to the spanking. I marvel at how well do I know him now. I start spanking him rhythmically with the paddle.
I know it won’t last long and he will be kicking, screaming and begging for me to stop in no time.
And I won't.
I plan on giving him a spanking he remembers for some time like I am sure Carol does. I know I am soundi
