I was very good when young Smudge took me into her halls of residence earlier this week. “I *live* here,” she muttered under her breath as we walked in, no doubt mindful of my propensity to swat at the slightest provocation (or, indeed, opportunity). “Just don’t, OK?”
So I didn’t. But I clearly needed an outlet for the myriad of spanking ideas that immediately presented themselves to me, with the result that I had an especially vivid dream that evening.
It was summer;the lovely lawn around which the halls are set was scattered with lazing students. I’d arrived to visit Smudge – and turned up a little earlier than expected. So she didn’t see me walk up to her and her group; didn’t have time to put out the joint she was smoking*: looked quite mortified as I dragged her to her feet and told her – in full hearing of her friends – that I was going to take her to her room and punish her soundly.
She pleaded with me not to: “But people will hear”. “I don’t think they’ll be in much doubt what’s going to happen to you, will they?” I replied, taking off my belt.
Sadly, my dream faded before the spanking itself. So maybe I should have taken her to her room the following morning to re-enact the dream and fill in the missing scene. It doesn’t seem fair to have left her unpunished.
* I hasten to add that there’s no way whatsoever that Smudge would indulge in any naughty substances. (Skipping lectures seems to be her worst vice!)
that was HOT… and was definetly a good way to avoid studying for a few minutes. Thank you
It seemed unfair to leave her unpunished for something she’d only done in your dream and would never do in real life?! I think you must have a different dictionary to the rest of the world!
Thank you, Eliane. You are nice.
And skipping lectures doesn’t count as a vice if you only do it once, so that’s not fair. I’m good.
Excellent, Smudge, all your training sessions with (of, I mean) Abel are beginning to pay off. I never dreamed he’d be able to show such restraint! He can’t bring himself to punish you unfairly even in his dreams…
Alas, skipping lectures… Sometimes sleep beckons too loudly. I’ve newly arrived from the land of Canada into Britain, so I thought I’d read a British spanking blog. I feel much more in the culture now 😉
Hey, Girl – welcome to the madhouse 😉