@prettypuppieasked: Maybe you could do something about maintenance spankings with a very sniffly puppy boy?
(I loved this prompt so much, thank you!!)
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He isn't very good at taking his spankings. She thought he'd be used to them by now; she's been spanking him every morning before breakfast for two weeks. A friend of hers suggested it; it's something she does with her own boy. "It isn't a punishment," the friend said. "Just something to help him get in the right headspace every morning. Starting his day with a cherry-red bottom reminds him to behave."
It seemed like a good idea and it made sense -- just a little ritual to help her boy remember his place.
She hadn't anticipated how much he would hate it.
Oh, he's never said as much, of course. He's too well trained for that. But she knows her boy and she can tell by the way he drags his feet every morning when she sits on the bed and tells him to bend over her lap. He never struggles, but he whines and sniffles throughout the spanking. When she finishes, he's always teary-eyed.
She could stop, she supposes, find another morning ritual to help him settle into his place.
But she can't think of a better reminder to her boy than putting him over his Mistress's lap for a spanking every morning. Maybe he'll learn to like it. It's probably good for him to struggle a little and still have to submit. She shouldn't stop; it will only teach him that if he pouts and whines, he'll get his way.
Okay, fine, she'll admit it -- she just really really loves the way he cries every time she spanks him.
So she puts him over her lap every morning, pert ass in the air. She rubs his cheeks loving and waits for him to relax, just a little bit, before she lands the first spank. She uses a paddle some mornings, but mostly, she prefers to use her hand; she enjoys the way her palm starts to burn and tingle as the spanking continues.
He always tries not to cry. She can feel the tension in his body as he fights it. She could let him win one day. She could stop early, before he starts crying. He'd be so proud of himself.
But where would the fun be in that?
So she keeps going, landing smack after smack on his reddening cheeks, and inevitably, he shudders and starts crying. He's quiet about it, just little sniffs and whimpers, but she can always tell. The fight goes out of him entirely and he slumps over her lap, all his weight on her legs, taking his daily spanking.
She kisses away his tears afterwards. "Poor puppy," she says. "Your Mistress is just so mean, isn't she?"
He knows the answer and always gives it obediently, even though his voice quivers and he hiccups on a sob. "No, Mistress," he says. "It's for my own good."
"That's right." Another kiss to his cheek, a pat to his bum, and she's ready to get on with her day. "Run along now and put the coffee on."
He looks so sweet when he walks away, bum red and cheeks streaked with tears.
@prettypuppie asked: Maybe you could do something about maintenance spankings with a very sniffly puppy boy?
(I loved this prompt so much, thank you!!)
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He isn't very good at taking his spankings. She thought he'd be used to them by now; she's been spanking him every morning before breakfast for two weeks. A friend of hers suggested it; it's something she does with her own boy. "It isn't a punishment," the friend said. "Just something to help him get in the right headspace every morning. Starting his day with a cherry-red bottom reminds him to behave."
It seemed like a good idea and it made sense -- just a little ritual to help her boy remember his place.
She hadn't anticipated how much he would hate it.
Oh, he's never said as much, of course. He's too well trained for that. But she knows her boy and she can tell by the way he drags his feet every morning when she sits on the bed and tells him to bend over her lap. He never struggles, but he whines and sniffles throughout the spanking. When she finishes, he's always teary-eyed.
She could stop, she supposes, find another morning ritual to help him settle into his place.
But she can't think of a better reminder to her boy than putting him over his Mistress's lap for a spanking every morning. Maybe he'll learn to like it. It's probably good for him to struggle a little and still have to submit. She shouldn't stop; it will only teach him that if he pouts and whines, he'll get his way.
Okay, fine, she'll admit it -- she just really really loves the way he cries every time she spanks him.
So she puts him over her lap every morning, pert ass in the air. She rubs his cheeks loving and waits for him to relax, just a little bit, before she lands the first spank. She uses a paddle some mornings, but mostly, she prefers to use her hand; she enjoys the way her palm starts to burn and tingle as the spanking continues.
He always tries not to cry. She can feel the tension in his body as he fights it. She could let him win one day. She could stop early, before he starts crying. He'd be so proud of himself.
But where would the fun be in that?
So she keeps going, landing smack after smack on his reddening cheeks, and inevitably, he shudders and starts crying. He's quiet about it, just little sniffs and whimpers, but she can always tell. The fight goes out of him entirely and he slumps over her lap, all his weight on her legs, taking his daily spanking.
She kisses away his tears afterwards. "Poor puppy," she says. "Your Mistress is just so mean, isn't she?"
He knows the answer and always gives it obediently, even though his voice quivers and he hiccups on a sob. "No, Mistress," he says. "It's for my own good."
"That's right." Another kiss to his cheek, a pat to his bum, and she's ready to get on with her day. "Run along now and put the coffee on."
He looks so sweet when he walks away, bum red and cheeks streaked with tears.
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