I'm waiting nervously in the bedroom, dressed in my silk PJ's. I know that I've been very naughty today, and that Hywel is on his way upstairs to punish me. I know that he'll be very displeased if I argue about it or it I'm at all rude, so I'm determined to do everything he says. He rubs lotion into my bottom before we start, and I know I must keep my legs apart and my knees bent while I'm over his knee, because that is one of his rules. But it's so embarrassing! The spanking is hard and thorough, but I try hard not to complain, even when he switches to using the wooden hairbrush on my bottom, which is so much worse than his hand!