More Domestic Spanking…
…of an even more obviously fictional nature:
Finally, when he opened the door between the bath and the bedroom, he saw his wife bent over the edge of the bed with nothing on as he had ordered. Her perfectly rounded upturned cheeks were losing some of their redness now, but they were still quite pink, causing his erection to swell to mammoth proportions.
“Spread your legs, Brianna,” he ordered calmly as he stood behind her, “and hold your bottom higher.”
Brianna shivered, thinking he was going to use the belt on her, but she did as he told her, parting her legs and pushing her cheeks higher into the air exposing the soft blond curls covering her sex.
From Michael’s Bride by Anonymous.
