Sadie 1-844-332-2639 ext 222
Little Ronnie gives me the best presents. For example, for Valentine’s Day, after dropping him off at school, I came home to find a crookedly wrapped package sitting on my bed. A construction paper card folded on top of it said Happy Valentine’s Day Mommy.
In truth, I was filled with delight and trepidation all at once. Heaven only knows what could be in that box. Frogs, a mud pie, a re-engineered mutilation of my blender, but I know that whatever it is it was given with all the love of his little heart. Bracing myself I cautiously unwrapped the package carefully looking for signs of anything living inside the box.
I Could Almost Sense the Spanking Around the Corner
However, as the wrapping came off I could see it was a shoe box. Not only that, it was a designer shoe box. Just seeing that familiar branding, my heart leaped and raced. Calming myself, I reasoned he had probably used one of the old shoe boxes in my closet to wrap the gift.
Lifting the lid from the box, the breath rushed from my lungs as the most beautiful pair of shoes literally gleamed up at me. Glossy, golden pumps that looked like a treasure, sat nestled in the tissue paper. These are the shoes I had been harping at his dad to get me. And here they were in my hot little hands.
The only problem is, I knew how expensive these shoes are and there was no way little Ronnie could afford them. A little research and I quickly discovered that Little Ronnie used his father’s credit card to buy them. What a wonderful, thoughtful, scamp my little boy is! As if the shoes weren’t a spectacular enough gift, I was also given the perfect reason to spank his precious little bottom. Oh! How mommy does love to spank that little boy.
Nothing A Spanking Won’t Cure
It felt like it was never going to be time for my naughty boy to come home, but at last, I heard the crash of the door. The thump of his backpack followed by his dear voice calling out my name saying he was home. Excitement all over his face he asked if I had found my present.
As a matter of fact, I had, I told him pulling him down to snuggle against me on the couch. I lifted my feet in the air to show him the gilded shoes on my feet. We talked about how much I loved his gift and how excited he was to give it to me. Slowly we transitioned to where a boy his age would get the money for such an expensive gift.
Spanking is The Best Gift For This Mommy
I’m not proud of how watching my son squirm when he is in trouble is like the most delicious sort of foreplay, but it is true. Watching the wheels turn and the way he fidgets and that quick little mind of his comes up with completely unbelievable explanations is the most potent aphrodisiac.
With great patience, I cornered him until he had no option but to confess his misdeed. “But Mommy, I wanted to give you the best present because I love you so much.” he flung himself against me in a desperate hug, “You aren’t going to spank me are you?”
Of course, I have to spank him. What kind of mother would I be to allow such behavior? He probably had no idea that the spanking is as dear a present to me as the shoes are. With that, I positioned my little valentine over my lap and removed his pants baring his bottom for the spanking. The tips of my new shoes just visible beyond the sight of his bare bottom, what a wonderful Valentine’s Day this turned out to be.
Sadie
1-844-332-2639 ext. 222