He warned me. One more strike on the fridge list, and I’d get disciplined hard. I didn’t believe him, but I should have. Naked Corner Time and the Paddle waited for me.

I showed up late to work one too many times—he didn’t yell, just pulled me over his knee right there in the office. An OTK Spanking I’ll never forget it.

He made me kneel naked by the fire with the paddle beside me. Waiting was the punishment—until the final twenty swats began.