If even a tiny hint of dirt was discovered, he informed Celeste, 'This will not do, no sir miss... not do!"Ruben produced a well marked foolscap sheet... and, pencil at the ready, asked Celeste if she preferred he mark down the infraction or would she suffer ten strokes, or 'encouragings' across the buttocks instead? Reluctantly, Celeste, who was a slightly confused young man to begin with, asked for the 'encouragings!' This was because when she was working hardest, or undergoing any. “Missy I told you to always be honest with me and never, ever lie to me, young lady.” “Ed, it was a white lie. Honest, I would never lie about anything important to you.” “Well, you see my sweet, Missy your white lie is going to cost you your white bottom!” “Huh, what do you mean, Ed?” “I warned you Missy there would be consequences if you dared to lie to me! “I’m sorry sir.”I liked that she added sir to he sorry, it showed I was getting into her head.“You were a bad girl, you should have told. Well at least that's what I've always been told. I just can't believe it was happening to me. Let me introduce myself, my name is Brandy. I'm 26 years old, married with two kids, and my husband and I both had good jobs. From what I could tell everything in my life was going well, until I walked in on my husband and my best friend (well I thought she was) in my house, in my bed. Let me start from the beginning.I decided to be nice and surprise my husband with a weekend getaway since my parents. Slap on the right back cheek. “Fuck, who’s that?”, Ian asks. Aria’s reply is without answering him: “Oh no, two more”. Her moves become faster, Ian’s breath too. Slap, slap. He has got the two remaining hits. Not a single sound, only Ian’s fast and heavy breathing. “Good boy”, says Aria and fastens her moves more and more. Ian finds a perfect rhythm and Aria starts moaning too. Their moves become faster and faster. Sweat is running over their backs. I spit on Ian’s anus and on my right.