Weekending: A Failed Spanking

Welcome to Weekending, a new feature to end each week's postings and send you off  with a smile on your lips, or something...

This is Tricia, a very naughty girl indeed who also found herself across my knee at last week's munch. Unlike J who was soundly spanked to my complete satisfaction, Tricia managed to score a hit which had me reduced to a fit of giggling hysteria, thus truncating her well-earned correction.

I had Tricia nicely in position as you can see with her skirt up and knickers down and was entertaining the throng of onlookers with some solid hearty smacks to that quite delightful rump when it all went pear shaped.

Tricia was being spanked for cancelling plans to meet me without giving due notice, not once but at least twice. Ergo I felt that this session was well merited and long overdue:

"Are you planning to cancel any more dates?" Smack! Smack! Smack!

"No, I won't, I promise," she yelped.

"We had a lunch date, didn't we?" Smack! Smack! Smack!

"Yes, we did. Ow! Ow! Ow!"

"And you cancelled," I told her, landing three hearty smacks to emphasise my point.

"Yes I did! God, it bloody hurts," Tricia said, stating the obvious as women are wont to do at times like that.

"Will you cancel again?" Smack! Smack! Smack!

"No, never, ever again!"

"So when are we having lunch?" Smack! Smack! Smack!

"I dunno,  fuckin' lunchtime!"

That did it. The giggles started and refused to stop. Other people in that basement stopped what they were doing and came over to see Uncle Nick unable to control himself and then the sight of Tricia dancing around, sticking her tongue out and generally enjoying her triumph.

I'll have her next month, you see if I don't.