Imagine being in a crowded store and suddenly hearing your significant other shout "WHEN WE GET HOME I'M GOING TO TURN YOU OVER MY KNEE, FLIP THAT DRESS UP AND GIVE YOU A SOUND SPANKING!" Those were the exact words Tony used when I was at the local flea market. I made him angry because I was purposely taking my time at the market even though I knew he was on a tight schedule that day. When he shouted those words you could hear a pin drop, everyone just stopped whatever they were doing and looked my way. My face turned bright red and I too remained silent. I could see most of the men's eyes deviate to my dress clad bottom. I was wearing a short summer dress that day.
Tony's authoritative tone and the embarrassment of knowing that those men now know that a spanking awaits me when I get home gave me a tingly feeling throughout my body. Once home, Tony grabbed the hairbrush and followed through on his promise to soundly spank my bottom. I felt like a naughty little girl getting a spanking from daddy for not behaving. Over his knee, panties down to my ankles and the sound of rhythmic beats filled the afternoon air.
Patiently waiting for my spanking.