Last week, we had one of our typical play sessions. It got started when I started going through my panty drawer, discarding some loved, but hopelessly small panties. Naturally, Bacall started going through her three drawers of panties. One drawer is huge. She also gave into reality and tossed several panties and bras. It was fun trying on the panties.
We each selected a panty girdle to wear. Her's was beige and I went for white. I thought I gave her a pretty decent paddling, but later that day, she told me she needed a do-over. We were going to do it the next day, but life got in the way and it was almost a week until we both had the time and the inclination. That was this morning.
She was rather eager. She came from the bedroom into the den to show me that she was wearing pink panties and that meant only one thing. Before I could put my coffee cup away, I heard paddle pops coming from the bedroom. She had started without me. Not all that unusual for her to do. I stood in the doorway and encouraged her to continue. She did. I like to watch. I checked and she was already bright pink. I said we should make a movie with the new camera. While I went for the camera, she continued popping herself and the ow's were getting louder and closer together. Bless her heart.
I found a position to shoot from, I pressed the red button and she started again with the paddle. The clip is only 20 seconds long but features several rubs and ow's.
That was not the end. I gave her a dozen or so myself. I know someone in the blogosphere will recognize the paddle she is using.
Next time we will have to put the bedspread on the bed. This was strictly a spur of the moment event.
PS, in last week's play session, she used our paddle from hell on me over the panty girdle. She said she hit me as hard as she could the first few licks. They did not sting much. Not near as much as the ones on the bare bottom. However, I felt that paddling the rest of the day. Deep burn I suppose. She was most pleased to learn that.
Bonus. How long since you heard?