I dreamed that you spanked me. I was laying spread eagle on the bed in just a wife beater, gripping the headboard....whimpering before the first blow landed. It startled me. Smacks planted on 1 cheek, I grew warm...sweat formed above my brow and in the small of my back. Alternating smacks on each cheek so neither would get jealous....my body gets warmer as your swats become swifter, harder.You showed me mercy with those ice cubes next. Rubbing them all over my bruised bottom, water droplets dripped down to a place that was already soaked. Your eyes followed as the melted ice cube went between my legs, you stopped it with 2 fingers and pushed it inside me deep. My screams muffled by the pillow. You held that ice cube there until it melted seconds later, not being able to tell if this wetness was from the ice or from the spanking. You smirked at the latter...you knew it was true....and then.....