Surrounded by gorgeous women at dinner the other evening. One of them at my table; the rest chatting away nearby to colleagues, friends, lovers.

And my mind wandered, as it so often does, to spanking. Which of the young ladies might not be averse to sliding over a welcoming lap, and having her ever-so-smart skirt lifted up?

Indeed, were any of them perched on already-warm behinds? A quick ‘bend over’ before they’d left for the restaurant? Or even a more serious, “We have something to discuss” leading to a hard, deserved caning before the cab arrived, and an uncomfortable ride drying tears and regaining composure.

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