consent

There were two more encounters I wanted to write up from the threesome weekend. The first is the promised spanking: “Oh, naughty girl, you’re getting a good spanking from each of us later, you whisper into my ear. Still staring into his eyes, I see his reaction to this, his thrill … There’s a promise of violence in his eyes that I find I don’t want to escape.” Oh, how I love a good spanking, and what better than to be spanked by two men, instead of one?