Spank The Cook
When she heard his car pull into the garage, she looked up in startled surprise from her novel. Whoopsie! Hot on-time meals are written directly into her punishment contract, in the section titled “Duties Of A Kept Woman”. In a last-ditch attempt to save her ass, she shucked out of her lounging clothes and threw on her sexiest apron, then ran to the kitchen before he was done dropping his keys and taking off his tie. But when he came through the kitchen door, he already had has belt doubled over in his hand:
Photo is from a long-lost tumblr.
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Love the ‘on a plate,’ gift-wrapped presentation of such a lovely bottom, and those heels. Could anyone resist treating her to quite a few (lot, maybe) strokes of a whippy cane?