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| I could feel myself blush as I made my way to the hard chair. The plug did NOT make for easy walking; coupled with my reddened ass it was not the easiest journey. I could feel Ken�s eyes on me the whole walk across the room but I didn�t dare look back at him. Gingerly I sat down. The first sensation was coolness, the coolness of the wood then the second sensation was UGH as sitting down made the plug go deeper into me (and yes, it felt much much bigger than the reality of it). Quietly I sat, facing the corner. My mind was filled with thoughts and my body was filled with needs. I couldn�t help but wonder if the was the turning point our marriage needed, the turning point that I needed. I wondered what mischief I could get into next week after this spanking wore off! The possibilities were endless��. |
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