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Spanking Chat for Valentine’s Day

spanking chatSpanking chat is not what I wanted for Valentine’s Day. But I don’t get romance. I am a submissive bitch, not a girlfriend. Men tell me that all the time. I am used to hearing it, but it doesn’t change the fact that once in awhile I would like a box of chocolates or flowers, instead of spankings. My boss made me wear a school girl outfit to work today. I look ridiculous in a plaid skirt and high heels. I am in my 40s, not my teens. My boss likes the visual, however. When he arrived at work, he ordered me across his lap. I pretended each whack on my ass was an “I love you.” I got 500 I love yous. My ass was red like a bouquet of roses. I could barely sit the rest of the work day. That was okay, he had me on my knees for some cock worshiping for the rest of the day anyway. He told me the only candy a whore like me gets is the liquid kind. I drained his balls for hours. It felt like I drained a gallon of his jizz. He must have been holding it in for a few days. It was not a romantic Valentine’s Day, but then I am not girlfriend material. I am just a whore.


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