Hair brushes: They’re not just for tangles anymore
He roared in frustration and used his free hand to grasp her wrists and hold them in place at the small of her back. “What is wrong with me is I have a wife who is either controlling, nagging, or, her latest trick, hysterical asphyxia.” He jerked her pants down to her knees, taking her panties with them. “And I need one who can keep it together.” His gaze caught her hairbrush on the nightstand and he grabbed it.
“Why don’t you bail then? Leave me and go find the right woman.” She wriggled and squirmed, but he lifted the wood backed brush and brought its smooth surface down across both cheeks. She’d always had one of these brushes, he’d used it on her butt in college, but that had been for fun and this was all too serious.
“Not a chance, baby. We’re in this together.” He slapped her right cheek then her left. “And there’re no quitters in this operation.”
So…spanking implements. My next spanking story after this one will involve a hardware store. I’m open to suggestions for handy items one might find among the shelves…please leave a comment and I will thank the best author of my favorite suggestion in Two Men and a Paddle and send them a copy of any book from my backlist, winner’s choice! Be sure to stop by The Saturday Spankings Blog to get the links to all the other participants in this weeks Saturday Spankings. It’s naughty not to!