Three days and three spankings.
I am a bit ( Okay : very) absent minded type, and thus in attempting to help in the meal preparation, I sometimes create waves.
Day one had me doing this, and Cindy had me bare my bottom and bend over the kitchen counter, where she spanked away her frustrations on my bottom with the soup stirrer. Wow! When used for a longer spanking (it was definitely longer than any other spankings using this implement in the kitchen), this certainly carries a wallop. my bottom was sore and red when she finished.
Day two; Did something to upset Cindy, and later when upstairs I suggested she use the cane for six strokes to help forget the incident. I have, sadly, already forgotten why) One practice stroke on the pillow, but then six strokes that I felt, but not as strong as what was used on the pillow. i suggested she do two more like she had on the pillow. She agreed! Stroke one: my feet shot upwards at the knees. (yikes).
Legs slowly lowered in place: stroke two : again they flew upwards without any knowledge on my part, just the reaction of my body.
We shall see if this will become the norm, but those two strokes were VERY EFFECTIVE!
Day Three: Cindy caused an upsetting discussion in the car while I was driving in traffic. When all was settled, while we were walking in a regional park, I suggested strongly that she should be spanked. We are older, traffic is bad at times, and being upset while driving serves no purpose but to endanger us.
When home, in the bedroom with Cindy bare bottomed over my knee, with her upper body fully supported by the bed, I wrapped one leg over hers to keep her in place. A slow, but quite significant hand spanking followed. Maybe 25 to 30 spanks, the longest I have ever spanked her.
Spankings are helping to keep us sane during this pandemic. (well, I wonder if I was ever sane)