Mrs Winters thought this situation over for a moment.

Finally, she turned to her son and said firmly but kindly.

“Paul I want you to go and fetch me the Paddle, please, and then I want you to go upstairs to your bedroom and make sure you close the door. I will call you when you can come down again.

 

Paul followed his mother’s instructions and after fetching the paddle climbed up the stairs. When we heard the bedroom door close, she pointed to one of the arms of the sofa.

Whilst pointing at the sofa she told me that that was where Paul had to bend over for his spankings.

I took a deep breath.

It was far too late to back out.

I took hold of the elastic waistband of my gym shorts and pulled them down to my ankles.

“What are you doing?” asked Mrs Winters.

“Doesn’t Paul get spanked this way,” I asked,

If so I should as well, after all, its only fair.