Spanksgiving Fantasies #NSFW, 18+

I am a naughty girl.  You all know this…this is not news to you.  So, you won’t be surprised then if I share a very, very naughty fantasy with you. 

This is one of those reoccurring fantasies… you know, the kind from the spank bank.  The type of fantasy that comes (cums?) to you on occasion and never fails to tickle your fancy… or get you off.  These are the sort of naughty scenarios that my kinky brain comes up with 😊

Come with me, my friend…

Picture it.  Handsome, stern husband, impatiently tapping his fingers on the kitchen table.  His lovely, much younger new bride…fluttering around the kitchen, doing her best to please him.  Only, she burns the sauce in her haste.  Her mouth forms the perfect little “o”.  His palm twitches. 

He rises out of his chair, as tall as a mountain, with shoulders as wide.  She’s tiny in comparison.  Petite. Curvy. Eyes as wide as saucers.  They’d only been married a few weeks, but her bottom had already suffered his displeasure twice.

He takes her in his arms and kisses the top of her head.  She leans into him… her rock, her leader, her disciplinarian.  He speaks to her calmly, reminding her about time management, reminding her that he prefers his dinner to be ready when he arrives home from work, reminding her that she agreed to submit to his authority in this way.  He also informs her that he intends to discipline her for this misbehavior.

He undresses her for her spanking. 

She is turned over his knee, her panties banded around her thighs.  He spanks her firmly, methodically, turning every inch of her bottom a brilliant shade of red.  She cries, pleading leniency, but he is resolved that she learn this lesson.  He allows her to rise but only so he can send her for the large wooden spoon.  Tears rolling down her cheeks, she obeys him, returning with a wooden spoon the size of a small paddle.

He paddles her bottom soundly, concentrating on her sit spots.  There is more kicking, more tears. 

After, he holds her gently on his lap, kissing her tears away.  He whispers that there is more to come.  He reminds her that dinner should be on the table when he arrives home.   

So now…she is placed on the table, on her tummy, her burning bottom on display.  He trusses her up like a Thanksgiving turkey.  She remains in this state…tightly bound, all her best lady bits on display, his eyes feasting upon her nude form as he eats the soup he warmed for them.  He feeds her slowly, wiping her mouth, smiling at her.  Her tummy is full of butterflies, and she is dripping from her bare cunny. Later, he will point out the evidence of her arousal, supervising her as she is made to wipe down the table.   

Finished with his dinner, he slides her down to the edge of the table.  His cock in his hand, he slowly enters her, appreciating the small cries of lust his young bride is making now.  He fucks her, right there on the kitchen table. 

See!!!!! I AM a naughty girl.  

Happy Spanksgiving to my friends who celebrate it!  And to everyone else, have a kinky day 😊

XOXO,

nora