The other day Fiona stomped up to her Sir in a mood to give some attitude. That went about as well as you would expect:
I walked in, put my hands on my hip, saw Sir at the kitchen sink, stomped up to Him with all sorts of attitude and…
He wiped his wet hands off, grabbed my neck and growled at me.
He spun me around, put my hands on the counter, held them in one hand and proceeded to spank the living hell out of my ass!
He started strong and kept it strong.
It hurt from the get-go, but because he was holding my hands tight to the counter, I felt grounded and because I had to take it, I knew I could take it…