No Time Like the Present

After a weekend of helping friends move, combined with 1200 km’s travelled and a terrible night’s (or two) sleep, I was a bit cranky and perhaps acting foolish (that may be an understatement). But I learned two important lessons.

First. Always think before you speak.

While driving down the highway, at a speed not designed for sightseeing, Mister K mentioned how it would be nice to get into our own space, and to our own ways. My reply was, “D/s can happen anywhere, as can sex, if you’re adventurous enough. You shouldn’t let fear stand in the way of common sense.” (oh, yes, I cringed as the last sss slid off my tongue).

With a raised brow, Mister K then asked me, “Even right here, if we were to stop on the side of the road, with nothing to block the way? No trees, no buildings, just some long grass in the ditch? “

“I don’t think you’d do it.” I said, with more bravado than I felt. His eyebrow rose past his hairline, and I wanted to hide the challenge in my voice, but knew he’d already heard it.

I then learned my second lesson.

“No time like the present,” is not an appropriate response when asked if you’re aiming for a spanking.

Swiftly pulling off into a turnout that wasn’t more than a widened shoulder, Mister K got out and walked around to my side. With gentle finesse he opened the door and swept his arm in a gallant gesture, designed to make me remove myself from the confines of my seat. At first, I thought I could refuse, but that just added a lash, then two, and eventually 17 to my punishment.

“Now or later, it’s going to happen,” Mister K said. And then I heard myself ask something I’d never before, “Only for a spanking, right?”

With a lilting laugh, Mister K replied, “No time like the present.”

After a thorough spanking, enough to make my bum hot and my cunt wet, I was forced to sit and wait out my newly formed arousal for the duration of the ride home. Although, a nice guy passing by slowed down enough to tell us it was a nice view. At least we think that’s what he said…

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