@Denise asked for the rest of the story, about my bet on the outcome of the NCAA Finals basketball game. A good bet is when each person risks something they don't want to lose, in anticipation of gaining something they would like to have or like to enjoy. While my girlfriend and I spent the evening swatting each other's butts based on fouls called during the game, the overriding bet was on the outcome of the game. The prize/penalty? Anal sex. True, it isn't quite within the spanking topic here, but spanking was a prelude to the end-of-game payoff.
Virginia, my team, was looking very good in the first half, while her team, Texas Tech, wasn't quite keeping up. Still, it's hard to predict. In anticipation of the outcome, we gave each other enemas at half-time so the loser, whichever of us lost, would be ready. Now my girlfriend is reluctant to have anal sex, and does so maybe two or three times a year, reluctantly, but she enjoys using her strap-on, which I dislike as much as she dislikes anal. I've felt the strap-on a few times since we've been together, and depending on how gentle she is with it, it ranges from uncomfortable to painful. There are times I think she purposely rushes things, just to increase my pain, when she nails me with it.
Late in the second half, I began lubing anus her since Texas Tech was so far behind. (Yes, fun in its own right.) As Tech managed to come storming back, she decided I needed lubing as well, so we'd both be prepared for the outcome of the game. We were both on the edge of our seats as the clock ticked down, with our asses literally on the line, as the game got closer and closer. As you may know, the game was tied when the clock hit zero. Overtime was going to happen. But my girlfriend's odd logic said that since Virginia, my team, hadn't won, I must pay the forfeit. She wouldn't accept the fact the game wasn't really over yet.
Next thing I knew, I was on my knees in front of the television, watching her adjust her strap-on. As the overtime period started, she began penetrating me - and telling me how much I deserved it for backing Virginia. As the overtime period progressed, her thrusts into my bottom, already quite sore from all the spankings, became even more energetic. Well, Virginia pulled the game out of the fire, winning the national championship, and our roles were reversed. It was she who was penetrated, after the addition of more lube, with me pushing far enough into her that my body was rubbing her crimson cheeks, until we finally reached a point of mutual satisfaction.
The bet didn't quite turn out the way I had expected, but I have no real complaints. For future bets, I'll make sure she understands that only the final score will be used to determine the winner.