What is it about baths that makes some spankers’ hands itch? I was filling my bath this morning, and was just about to submerge myself in the bubbles, when Abel appeared - a fly swat in hand. (The one his mother bought for us, bless her innocent soul.)

He made me bend over with my hands in the tub - yep, right in the water - and swatted me all sore and hot and pink. Because he could. After which, mightily pleased with himself, he departed, while I got into my bath, first sighing with pleasure when my stinging butt touched the cool bubbles, then hissing when it touched the hot water.

At least the water didn’t have time to grow cold.

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