Our garage is our play space. With teenagers in the house we have to be discreet with our play. Last November, just before Thanksgiving, I dug our Christmas decorations out of the garage. One box at a time. Like most women, I propped the boxes on my hip to get a little extra leverage. I only had one more box to find when I noticed what looked like big mosquito bites on my side. They were brown recluse bites. I was sick for months.
Dragon has put DM all over the garage. He has bombed it twice and declared it spider free at last. Tonight was the first time that I have willing gone out there in a long time. We didn't even have a paddle in our play space anymore.
I refused to expose my backside so he paddled me over my jeans. Shoes on. Fully dressed. Dragon did a very good job as usual. Slow build up. He started with light pats and increased the intensity slowly. He rocked my world even fully dressed.
It turned out that I was right to be squeamish. Just as I was starting to really get into our little session, a ninja spider crept across the floor for a sneak attack. Since I was positioned over the Roman chair, I could watch my feet. I saw that little creaper just in time to step on it. I have no idea what kind of spider it was but it is dead now.
I think Dragon may be spanking me over clothes for a while. HATE HATE HATE SPIDERS
but the spanking was nice. My backside is nice and sore.