Justice Done, And A Woeful Countenance
I found the photo above on the About Spanking blog under the title “Reality Check.” I don’t know where it came from or who the models are, but the girl’s expression of consternation, to say the least, I thought truly moving.
She very much reminds me of someone I know well because the hair color is close, and the rosy hue of her bum is quite a contrast with her blonde skin elsewhere. Also there is the similarity in their situations, her discarded trousers in the background, his rolled up sleeve and thick forearm at her waist, one steely hand holding her implacably to foil any hope of escape whilst the other vigorously sorts out whatever scrape she has got into this time.
Only I don’t see my girl’s face straight on while I am tending to her behind, and yet I imagine it would be quite similar, especially if I were to tell her off and spank her at the same time – a mixture of ouchiness and anguish.
Then too I believe I detect a slight tinge of rueful surprise, a certain amount of “how can he love me so much and spank me so hard?” or even “I know he said he would if I didn’t behave but I can’t believe he’s really doing it!”
So this is just a reminder to us all, on either end of the spanking arm, that girls’ bottoms are meant for reddening, and their faces meant to broadcast their woe, even if in most cases that woe is without witness.
That is all.