It's not the pain or the spanking itself, it's the fact that he has the unmitigated gall to think he can actually spank me. Too bad he's a light sleeper, or I'd show ya what greek god bod looks like. *sighs* Even through the darvocet he'd wakey wake.
That gun squirts chocolate sauce.
Sometimes caramel.
It's made of spun sugar.
KM is really a pinky marshmallow chickie, you know, the sparkly sugary kind you get in Easter baskets.