Naomi had heard this story as she and Jamaal were chatting one night after her first erotic spanking. They each told the narratives from early life that they suspected might have had some bearing on why it was so sexy for each of them to have her bare bottom taken over his knee and treated quite unkindly. And now it seemed that at least part of the childhood origin of his own secret enjoyment of spanking was about to be reenacted at the expense of her own horrifyingly splayed backside, let alone the most sensitive place of all in its center. He picked up the switch and sat down on the floor, looking up slightly at his terrified (but still clearly mightily turned on, judging by the liquid evidence glistening on her totally exposed vulva right before his eyes) wife. “This is going to be fun,
