The Devils Their Due (by The Crimson Kid)

The Devils Their Due (by The Crimson Kid) by cactusman

Your lovely one-time sweetheart enters the living room, her eyebrows raised and her soft brown eyes sparkling in anticipation.

Only a bit taller than your wife, Brittany has dark black hair, which is longer than your wife's. Brittany also has peaches-and-cream skin and a figure that is almost as lithe as it was when you were romantically involved with her, sixteen years earlier.

Predictably, Brittany is wearing Duke's colors. But her royal blue isn't on a Duke University T-shirt, it is on a striking riding suit, laced along the front. She has on menacing black riding boots that go up over her knees.

And she has brought a thick wooden Spencer spanking paddle with the trademark circular holes in its smooth, flat striking surface.

You greet Brittany simply, looking straight into her eyes without any hesitation. You ask her how many swats you will be getting.