Marital Discipline: A Bittersweet Strap

Bored and resentful, I find myself alone with my husband's wandering gaze on his phone. Suddenly, he snaps, "You're not doing enough around here!" I'm taken aback but also stirred by his unexpected dominance. He grabs a leather belt from the closet, and I feel a thrill as he orders me to bend over. The first smack stings, but the mix of pain and pleasure is exhilarating. I moan, "Harder," and he obliges, each strike sending waves of heat to my core. My panties are soaked as I grind against the cool wood of the table, desperate for release.

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