This excellent piece of spanking fiction highlights exactly why procrastinating should be avoided. Enjoy!
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Procrastination
You know what the saying is about 20/20 hindsight? It is supposed to help us make better decisions for the future. I contemplated that as I yet once again was standing there nose pressed into the corner, powdered dish soap in my mouth and my ass and thighs were once again on fire.
Let me jump back to the beginning. Today had started off like any other day. I woke up and started my morning routine Which included making my bed, getting dressed and letting the puppies out for the day. My morning coffee pot alerted me that breakfast was ready so I sat down and stared at my list of things that needed to be done.
Somehow it happened again. Time was slipping through my fingers like sand. Here it was almost noon and I still had a list of things that needed to be done. I looked at the clock I still had a few hours before she got home and I had plenty of time to get things done. I hurriedly ran down stairs and put open my shoes and started the dart to my car.
As soon as I flung open the door There she was and I almost plowed her over. Who would have guessed that under this cute, little, petite frame was a active volcano that I had just sent into overdrive.
She shoved me back and eyed my list. Which was gone out of my hand faster then a falcon grabing its prey out of mid air. Then came the barrage of questions “ Why isnt this done”. “What were you doing”
Who would have thought that such a tiny movement almost undectable to anyone else would bring down the fury of the gods. I rolled my eyes.
Before I knew what had happened she had a hold of my ear leading me like a dog on a leash. What she was saying no longer mattered the only thing I could think of was the pain that was on the left side of my head. She twisted and pulled that little piece of flesh as she walked through the house swearing that by the time that she was done that attitude problem would be fixed.
When we got to our destination she ordered my clothes off and tied me down to the spanking bench. Then she did something that she had never done before. She took some rope and lashed my hips to the bench faster then a sailor would tie off the main sail. I was pinned and unable to move. I could hear her walking around behind me. Choosing what would be the implment of my demise then I heard it the unmistakable sound of a cane being drawn from its housing. I only thought that I had said it but I soon realized that the F word had slipped out of my mouth. There was a long uncomfortable pause and time stood still. I could hear my heart beat. The cars out on the street. Even a fly that had managed to get in. I had done it. Broken the cardinal rule I had used a word that was expressly forbidden.
Then it hit and it felt like someone had just sliced open my skin with a razor knife. My head popped up and I gasped for air. Instinctively I wanted to grab my ass and check for damage but I could not because of the way that my hands were fastened I was completely helpless. Stroke after stroke landed each one burning more then the last. Each stroke landed with deadly precision and each stroke just below the last.
She worked her way from the top of my ass to the middle of my thigh paying special attention to that little crease where the butt meets the top of the thigh. Sweat and tears were now flowing freely from me my heart was pounding and I honestly thoght my backside was going to expold then it stopped
before I knew it I was being lead again by that same little piece of flesh to a corner the only word she uttered was “Open” I complied and soap was poured into my mouth.
So here I am yet again nose in the corner my backside feeling like I was drug down a dirt road and that familiar taste of soap in my mouth. This time I swear I will learn Until next time that is.
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A very short tale, but none the worse for being so ‘to the point and no messing about’!
What a formidable lady, to be sure – you had better be careful if you want to sit comfortably, young man!
Very well done – thank you so much – and you too, of course, Mistress Kane.
I know the feeling well. having been set to the corner myself. An excellent tale.
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