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Alice is restless, peering through the curtains in search of the postman. She’s ordered a surprise for her husband, Jason; a little mail order fun inspired by her recent reading of ’20 Shades of White with a Hint of Peach’, or some similarly racy title.

“Brown paper packages tied up with, sticky tape these are a few of my favourite things,” she sings softly. However the contents of her eagerly anticipated parcel, a paddle – but not for a canoe – might have raised Julie Andrews’ eyebrows.

A knock on the door, Alice dashes to answer, almost tripping over the step in her enthusiasm.

“Hey, steady on,” admonishes a fit young mailman, smiling at her through dreadlocks. “Must be something exciting,” he adds, looking enquiringly at the package.

If only you knew, thinks Alice. “Only some boring documents,” she lies. Most men shouldn’t wear shorts, this one, with his muscular brown legs, most certainly should. Behave he’s young enough to be your son; someone, muses Alice muses, really ought to punish me for entertaining such naughty thoughts.

Unwrapping the parcel with trembling fingers Alice cautiously flexes the handcrafted implement. ‘For the correction of delinquent females’ it claims on the label. And scheming women too she hopes. New leather has an arousing smell, although the paddle is stiffer and thicker (stop sniggering at the back) than she’d imagined. Was this really such a good idea?

Alice planned to present her man with something suited to fun spanks – this looks as if it might hurt. Basking in the afterglow of a well-spanked bottom is lovely, but there’s a fine line between that and being unable to sit. She’ll have to Alanya escort rely on Jason not to overdo things. Not too gentle mind; Alice enjoys having her limits pushed, especially with a new instrument of correction.

Carefully placing the paddle on the dressing table Alice decoratively positions herself to be the first thing Jason sees when he enters the bedroom.

Meanwhile Jason strides happily across the countryside with his dog, it’s a beautiful sunny day but he’s already anticipating his return. Unaware of his wife’s seductive machinations he’s unilaterally decided that a shapely lady of a certain age is going to get her soon-to-be bare bottom smacked upon his return. He phones home.

“Hello, how’s the walk?” Goodness, his beloved has a beguiling voice.

“Great. I’ll be back in half an hour and,” he allows a short pause, laden with possibility, “when I do you’re in for a spanking.”

At her end of the line there’s an audible intake of breathe. “I see,” responds Alice, recovering her poise. In truth the revelation is no great surprise. Her husband often rings, even texts, his punitive intentions in advance, knowing the wait increases her apprehension and anticipation. “Any special instructions darling?” she asks.

Jason considers for a moment, enjoying her deference. “A dab of Chanel No. 5,” he replies after a moment’s pleasurable thought.

‘Anything else?” she enquires calmly, although her heart is racing.

“Just your obedience.”

“Understood, see you soon.”

Alice waits impatiently – beneath her outwardly composed appearance expectation tingles and nervous butterflies flit — listening Alanya escort bayan out for her husband. Her teasingly short skirt reveals classy nylon-clad pins, guaranteed to push all the right buttons. Lightly runs her fingertips across her taut buttocks; her submissive sexuality and willing collusion mean they won’t remain unmarked for long. Squeezing her thighs tightly together, Alice slides a hand between her legs to stoke an incipient desire.

Ideally she imagines a long, slow session across his knee, her spouse’s warm hand slapping and fondling her hot derriere. Mind you, just because a girl’s been, as far Alice can honestly recall, impeccably behaved, doesn’t mean her naked behind won’t subsequently shudder and burn beneath a fiercer instrument of correction — perhaps the paddle? The unpredictability is thrilling.

Some 30 minutes later Jason enters his semi-detached suburban castle, settles the mutt and pours a large glass of red wine. In the bedroom Alice hears an unmistakably male tread upon the stairs. “Now that’s what I call a welcome home!” says the wanderer returned.

Fast forward a little and certain facts are definitively established: Apparently spanking paddles make very agreeable surprise presents. Pencil skirts, hugging a wife’s bottom curves, are also much appreciated. Even when so tight they have to be removed before she’s positioned face down across her spouse’s knee…

Jason stiffens at this vision of full, firm cheeks bisected by skimpy panties, the pale target area perfectly framed by stockings and suspenders. Runs his palm appreciatively over her proffered orbs, places his left hand in Escort Alanya the small of Alice’s back and slaps each buttock, hard: one two, three!

“Yeoow!” She’s unprepared for such initial harshness. A fiery sting suffuses each cheek, two vivid handprints appear.

“Just so you don’t get complacent,” explains Jason, resuming the spanking and angling each percussive slap to make her buttocks shimmy delightfully. Alice’s bottom weaves in involuntary response; lasciviously she thrusts it closer towards Him. Urgently Jason bares her cheeks, and continues — he’d intended no more than a smacked bottom but Alice, turning to poke her tongue out at him, provokes sterner measures.

He picks up the new paddle, “Time to try out this little beauty.”

“I chose it specially,” she whispers seductively.

“Did you indeed, how very thoughtful,” replies Jason.

She lays prone across the bed neither struggling nor resisting, absorbing stroke after stroke. A fiery glow is visible; mentally she’s drifted far beyond pain or pleasure, to a mysteriously masochistic plane of erotic experience. Her bottom jerks and reddens rhythmically, Alice gasps at each impact, the gap between her thighs slowly widens.

Next, standing penitently in the corner, hands on head she’d like to rub her smarting posterior. This would be a bad idea, just as unwisely kicking her legs earlier earned her slapped thighs. Alice fervently wishes Jason would finish his wine, stop admiring her hot bottom (although she appreciates the compliment) and get back to the task in hand.

Once back over his knee, knickers tangled around stocking tops, she’s about to experience second dose of the paddle.

Interspersed – if previous experience is any guide — by damply intimate explorations and concluded, Alice feels certain, with some vigorous apres spanking activity…

It’s time, attentive reader, to discreetly leave; we’ll see ourselves out…

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