In a strict sense this story is fiction. But for me it resonates with memory from the early years of my marriage. Although that time is past, in those early years there were lots of spanking play just like this. I don't remember when I wrote this. Reading it again took my breath away. They had been kissing on the couch.
A young man gets more than he bargained for when he's caught pleasuring himself. Let me start with a little background before we get to the incident. I grew up in a family of mostly women that believes in strict domestic discipline for children which includes spankings.
Harsh smacks on the bare bottom. Occasional whimpers punctuating the sighs. The sound of stinging whacks on flesh.