Tim’s First Disciplinary Spanking by Lady Jose – Part 2

After his quiet reflection at the wall, it was time to move on to what Tim had both feared and craved: real correction.

I took him over my knee, his bottom bare and the plug still firmly in place-a constant reminder of his new position. He tensed at first, unsure of what to expect, but as my hand landed on his cheeks, he quickly understood that I wasn't going to go easy on him. Each smack echoed with intention, warming his skin, deepening the red with every round.

He kicked, he squirmed, but he didn't resist. Beneath the discomfort, there was acceptance and something close to relief. This was structure. This was release.

When I decided he had taken enough, I helped him up and wrapped him in gentle, attentive aftercare. Because real discipline isn't just about punishment-it's about guidance, safety, and being seen.