A spanking

Looking down at Phoebe I ask, “How should I punish you?”

“You could pound my little pussy until I’m sore for days,” the petite Asian said, grinning at me.

“Yeah, I’m sure you’d really learn your lesson if I did that,” I said sarcastically.

From behind me, Rachel excitedly says, “You should spank her! Daddy always use to spank me when I got in trouble.”

The tone of cadence of her voice makes me turned. She was way too excited to suggest that. I turn to face her, “What did you say?”

“My daddy spanked me when I got in trouble. You should spank her,” the pretty woman says plainly like this is a totally normal thing to be excited about.

Phoebe asks, “Was it with a hand or a paddle?”

“Umm if he needed to do it quick it was with his hand, but if I did something really bad it would be a ping pong paddle, and I’d have to dread it until it happened.”

“Bare ass?” She asks next. I think she’s excited that the attention is off of her, and she’s going to keep the distraction going as long as possible.

“Oh never,” Rachel answers. “But if I was wearing jeans, he would pull those down and spank me in my panties.”

“Totally unrelated, but has Ross ever spanked you,” Phoebe will not let this go.

“Umm no. He smacks my ass when he’s doing it from behind, and I like that though.”

“Would it turn you on a little bit to hear that I had a riding crop in my bag?” Phoebe rubs my back as she asks.

Rachel bites her lip, and blushes a little, “I’ve never done anything like that.”

“Would you like to? I can go grab it and you can try it out. If you like it, you can surprise your husband with it. I’m sure he’d like a new spice in the bedroom.”

Rachel says, “Go get it.”

Phoebe claps, and jumps off the couch. She runs to her bedroom. Once she’s out of the room, Rachel laughs, “Her ass is going to hurt so badly when you’re done with her”.