I don't know if it was because I hadn't had a spanking for a while or because she is getting better at laying on the paddle but I DO know now, that it is not a good idea to call her a 'Strict old scroat' whilst she has the paddle in her hands.
Six more hard thwacks and then she picked up the tawse saying,
'I don't think you are in any position to be cheeky young man, that deserves the tawse.'
She then stated to lay on some strokes, (I don't remember how many) but then paused, saying,
'Aren't you going to count them then?'
'I didn't know I had to,' I replied.
'You're getting six now and then we will continue your punishment after dinner, if you misbehave anymore this afternoon you will be getting the cane!'
I took the six without too much fuss, counting each one in turn but then my I.D. (inner devil, remember him?) returned at the most inopportune moment.
'Oooo, promises, promises,' someone blurted out.
Mistake No: 1 !
Whist she was on the computer and called for my assistance in finding a page she had been on earlier, I pointed it out saying,
'There, you blind bat!'
The look she gave me over her glasses while still sat down said it all.
Mistake No: 2 !
But Gary being Gary, has to push it......So...
Preparing dinner and I happened to say that the Stilton cheese I was grating smelled as bad as her feet.
That one broke the camels back, so to speak.
Mistake No: 3
I was put over the end of our couch and four strokes of the cane applied before my pants came down.
'Twelve strokes my man, and they are all going to be good ones, so you'd better keep count or else.'
I was a good boy for the rest of the evening !!!!!!