Taking Charge

After she was satisfied her dick was clean, she yanked me up to my feet by my arm with one hand, whilst tucking her dick into her sweat pants with the other. Turning me around to face t he sink again she gave my ass a firm slap. "Finish up here and then meet me in the living room when you're done," she ordered before grabbing a yogurt out of the fridge.

It took me a good ten minutes more to finish up the dishes, but I did finish and obediently entered the living room, putting away an apron I was using to keep my "uniform" clean. In said living room, Lynn was on the couch watching random TV. Noticing me enter she turned off the TV and sat up. "Go get a hairbrush."

That command made me visibly swallow, but without a word, I went into my bedroom and grabbed the one wooden hairbrush I owned. Returning to the living room, Lynn beckoned me over. Handing her the brush, she ordered me to strip before pulling me over her knee. I counted 25 THWACKS! They were hard. It was clear this was intended as an actual punishment. And I was nearly in tears by then end when she let me up. "Don't disobey me again! Now, go take a shower. You stink."