It's been almost 6 weeks since I was worried about a driving matter that might lead to discipline. But, luckily nothing materialized from it.
So, my mind has been elsewhere, mostly - not thinking about spanking stuff.
Last weekend, I came back from the Home Depot with assorted project materials and I see an unfamiliar car in the driveway. Hmmm. Who could that be? I am wondering.
It was another DWC couple we had not seen, or even been in contact with for years. I guess that just means me though, because apparently my wife had been.
Truth be told I was very happy to see them. Really nice people. But as you would expect, it was not long at all before the women were all enthusiastic about how neglected us guys have been lately. So it was inevitable that there would be some spanking going on soon.
Each wife armed the other with compelling reasons why the other hubby deserved a session. So, they each had some good motivation to vigorously apply the paddles.
So, yea, I got my little bottom very soundly spanked. It was way too long and God-bless her, she seemed to snap every stroke with painful expertise. I pleaded for it to be over to absolutely no avail.
What was interesting is that we were each done in private and we each experienced exctly what a disciplinary session was in the others home.
Even now my butt still hurts.