With a gentle grin, he folded one of our dishtowels and slipped it under my hips for padding. He took a pair of oven mitts and slid them under my cheek. Simon loves to spank me, but he takes care of me, as well. I was as comfortable as any sub can be waiting for a punishment session.

“I’ll get the next batch,” Simon assured me, pulling the roll of plastic wrap from the box and cutting off a long sheet.

This he wrapped around my throbbing buttocks, having me lift up off the counter to assist him. Tightly bound, I felt my cheeks pulsate, and my pussy begin to...