I hadn't been spanked in nearly 6 weeks. Not because I haven't deserved to be spanked, but because living the suburban dream seemed to have conspired against Mistress being able to dole out the punishment spankings when they were earned. When I woke up on Friday morning, I had 2 harsh, punishment spankings coming my way for infractions I had along the way.
Friday evening, after I came home from the office, we were waiting to head out to meet friends for dinner. We had 45 minutes before we had to leave, and THE KIDS WEREN'T HOME! After asking Mistress if the coast was clear, I began to remove my clothes while we waited, because I am required to be naked in her presence, unless told otherwise. Mistress was watching and when my pants came down, she remembered that she had ordered me to wear pantie that morning and instructed me to leave the panties on.
We were watching Nurse Jackie when Mistress summoned me over to where she was on the couch and had me lay across her lap. For 30 minutes, Mistress enjoyed her television show while she spanked my bottom with her hand. When I first laid across her lap, she very carefully adjusted my panties on my bottom so they looked cute for her. She then proceeded to spank me with my panties on. I laid there, saying nothing, and not moving.
A few months ago, I had said to Mistress that when I was being spanked, I had every intention not to move or attempt to overly influence her as she was dolling out the punishment. I wanted for Mistress to better be able to concentrate on the spanking she was giving, rather than having to deal with m shenanigans of moving or whining. Obviously there reaches a point where it become impossible to NOT react when the sting of the paddle/hand/cane/wooden spoon reaches a certain level. Nonetheless, it was/is my goal to be a better spankee for Mistress by sucking it up and accepting what she has to offer without unnecessary reaction.
As I laid there, I was in haven. I was exactly where I was meant to be and how I was meant to be. I was in my own beautiful home. My beautiful wife happy and contented right then to be relaxing and watching her favorite show. I was naked (well, except for my panties) because that's how I'm supposed to be. My wife calls me over so I can lay my nearly naked body over her lap so she spank me. The spontaneous moment was heaven!
I informed Mistress that it was time for us to leave if we were going to meet our friends in time at the restaurant. Mistress agreed, but before telling me to get up, he lowered my panties to just below my bottom and gave me several really good smacks with her bare hand for good measure. Panties still lowered, she ordered me "up" so she could go freshen up for our dinner out. I stood before her, hands behind my back with my panties pulled down in the back yet still covering my hard cock in the front. She said "you may thank me for your spanking now". I dropped to my knees, exposed her yummy belly, planted some kisses there and laid my head down and sais "thank you for my spanking Mistress".
She shooed me away to freshen up and told me to get dressed, but not before taking this picture:
5 minutes later, I was helping my beautiful Mistress into the car, waiting by the open door with a freshly spanked bottom. I smiled and thought to myself .... I'm a lucky man!
One of the two punishments I had coming to me was satisfied. The other was not. It was for smoking .... and Mistress was not happy about it. I suspect that one will hurt!