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It had been several months since you had been to my apartment or we had even spoken. But silence and distance was a part of our relationship. We didn’t need to talk to know that our understanding of the past couple of years still held: whenever you felt you needed it and for whatever reason, you could ask me for a spanking.
Over the course of our time together, you had requested punishments for a bad grade on a college midterm, a missed flight, shirking responsibilities with your roommates, etc. and I had punished you accordingly, turning your bottom red while you squirmed over my knee.
But I knew that your latest misstep called for something more. You didn’t elaborate much over text. Simply: “I slept with my friend’s boyfriend.”
I told you to be at my apartment the following afternoon at 4:00, and you agreed.
Now as you were due to arrive, I wondered about how best to deal out this punishment. Fumbling a test was one thing, but fucking a friend’s boyfriend… that was betrayal, that was wrong.
I had just finished laying out a belt, a paddle, and a bath brush on the dining room table when I heard your knock at the door.
If you’re interested in playing this out with me, feel free to chat me.
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