The first spank I get right after my misbehavior, even if that happens on the street, for me to know I’m in trouble and anticipate my punishment. At home he sits down and pulls me closer, then pulls my jeans down and shoves me down on his lap to spank my bottom till it’s bright pink.
After that I’m ordered to strip naked, and while I stand there he asks me about my infraction and scolds me for what I’ve done. Naked I’m sent to take a butt-plug and when I return, he pulls me back on his lap. At first he penetrates my asshole with his lubed finger to stretch me a bit and then inserts the plug.
Only then a real spanking begins. With a paddle he paints my ass deep red. But this time I’m wriggling so much that he has to hold my hands on the small of my back to hold both my arms and my body. If I try to squirm too much, he spanks directly at the base of a butt-plug to enhance the experience.
Later I’m sent to the corner, to think about my behaviour. Still naked, with a deep red ass, not allowed to cover myself. After I sob, truly remorseful, for some time, he scoops me back to his lap, cuddles me and we talk, trying to figure out how to improve my behaviour.