Saucy Sketch Wednesday #67 (Patreon)

She had bent him over the kitchen table and, ever so lovingly, laid the cane across his buttocks until they were red and smarting. It had been chore day, and his attempts to clean up the home they shared had fallen short of her expectations.

"I want you to take the vacuum around again one more time, love," she said firmly. "And this time, make sure to get underneath the furniture as well."

"Dressed like this?" he mumbled, pushing himself up to his feet. He was stripped naked from his head to his toes, and he could feel the chill of a winter draft coming in through the windows.

"Oh, keep moving and you'll be just fine," she assured him.  There was nothing but tenderness in her eyes as she assessed him. "You've had an easy time of it so far; not your fault, just the way it is. We have a lot of ground to cover if we're to make anything worthwhile out of you."

"Yes, Ma'am..."