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Oh boy, did I get myself into some trouble this time. You know its bad when I don't even brat or give sass! Cinched and I had been out enjoying the holiday weekend and I got a little out of hand. Okay, I may have gotten very out of hand! I was flirtatious and social with others for a while, but with the crowds growing, I got more and more rude and disrespectful to my partner since I was feeling overwhelmed. Instead of asking to leave, I doubled down on my bad behavior until Cinched dragged me out of there and took me home to deal with me. I looked down at my fingers and chewed my lips as he recapped what I had done. I was embarrassed by my behavior and just wanted his forgiveness. He got me over his lap and realized the panties I was wearing weren't ones that he'd given approval for since I hadn't asked and that just made things worse! He began raining spanks down on my bottom and I apologized and used the title I always do for him, but he stopped me and said that wasn't what he wanted to hear tonight...he wanted to be called Sir. That hurt me and really made me realize how much I'd hurt him. I tried my best to take what he gave without any lip or fuss. Cinched give me swats in sets of five and then awaited an apology for something I had done wrong and we repeated that many times until he felt I was ready to move on to the paddle. I don't like paddles, but I knew I deserved it. I took my place over the arm of the couch and awaited my fate. Cinched gave me 15 strokes and made me count them and repeat a phrase to keep me present and aware of why I was in the position I was in. Once he was done, I was allowed to stand up and rub my bottom until I was sent to bed early. I know I will do better next time because he took the time to correct me!