Last night I was just running down to the little convenience store to pick up milk, and I flew out the door without my phone.
When I got back, J was standing at the door holding my phone.
"Forget something?"
I stammered and tried to make excuses, but J wasn't in the mood to hear them.
After I put the milk away, I was told to remove my pants and bend over the arm of our couch. I did and J started with the hard, quick smacks right away with no warm up!
Being spanked on a cold butt is the worst!
J went over his reasons for wanting me to take my phone with me while he was spanking me. One of the biggest is safety, especially when I walk to the store, like I did last night.
I was glad it was over quickly.
I'm going to try really hard to remember my phone from now on.
