Full Brat Mode

Sure, MrsL gave me a good spanking Sunday. Yes, it was very unpleasant once I knew she was seriously going to teach me a lesson. No, it did nothing to quell my desire to be a brat.

All day today, I’ve been pushing the limits. Ask day today I have had full brat mode in effect. And, so far, MrsL is just going with the flow not calling me on any of my bratty behavior.

Why!

Well deep down, I crave her control. Plus, the rush of adrenaline I get being sent to the garage is wildly fascinating. As a kid, there was nothing exciting about getting a spanking. They were never fun. Truth be told, Sunday’s punishment was not fun after the first five or six swats. All I remember is the massive surge of blood to the steel encased penis, the feel of my heart pounding out of my chest, and the euphoria of that first stinging kiss of leather to my bare skin.

I’ll keep being a brat until that rush of adrenaline and euphoric high of leather to skin doesn’t happen. I guess at that point, I will have learned my lesson.


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