It’s Friday afternoon – which means TGIF. Now, I don’t go out with co-workers to celebrate the weekend, I go home. Straight home. I CANNOT be late! Mister is always home about an hour before I am and if I’m even one minute late on Fridays, I get punished. I LOVE this because I can’t wait for the weekend to start either. And just how do we start the weekend? With a not so gentle reminder that on weekends, I belong to Mister!! It starts with me immediately taking off my bottoms the moment I walk in the door – I mean if my lower half isn’t naked within 3 seconds of getting home, I’m in trouble. Then, I put away my things (lunch, slacks, panties, etc) and lie over Mister’s lap. If everything is good (no punishments), Mister gives me a perfect, lovely, hot and sexy OTK spanking. Today, however, I was four minutes late. For this, I have to bend over the dining table and stay still. No wiggling, no dancing, no standing up. STAY. STILL. Then, he gets the cane. Four minutes equals four stripes. Four red, welts across both cheeks that will cause my ass to be sore and tender, maybe even bruised a bit, for hours! I hear the singing of the wood, hold very still, and moan. Three more times he does this. By now, I’m crying, but so very pleased that I didn’t move. “Good. Now it’s time for your reward,” Mister says. I hear him drop his jeans on the floor, then he pulls apart my hot, sore cheeks. He lubs me up then, he pushed into my anus. I tense a bit, bite my lip, and drip wetness. He keeps pushing, then fucks me. Hard. Fast. This is not about making love. This is about fucking, ownership, marking his territory. I can’t take it. I come, squeezing my eyes shut, living in the pleasure of him. He follows close behind me, shooting his cum inside of me. But, our weekend ritual isn’t quite complete. Not yet. He pulls out and grabs my hair at the same time. I slide to the ground and open my mouth. Yes, I know ATM grosses some people out, but I love it. I take him in, sucking him, craddling his balls. I lick him clean, then kiss and lick his balls. He bends down, takes my face in his hands and kisses me. The only thing I can think is TGIF. What a perfect beginning to a weekend.