Lee continued, “So, my lovely bride of forty-four years and I will start it off.” He hoisted a frat-type wooden paddle. “The spanker offers a sum of money to do the spanking. The spankee may out-bid to not be spanked. Hope you all brought your cash and checkbooks.”
His wife called out, “I’ll pay fifty dollars to paddle Lee’s ass.”
Lee moaned. “Seventy-five dollars to be free of this witch!”
She waved cash. “One hundred dollars.”
Lee shook his head and handed the paddle over. He put his hands on a picnic table and pushed his ass out. She swatted Lee’s large butt, and he overacted with his screams. She added nine more hits to the joy of the crowd, each one eliciting a shriek from Lee. After Mary Beth finished spanking him, he stood, rubbed his ass, and kissed her.
Other couples came forward and repeated the bidding and swatting.
Tori whispered to Autumn, “I bet a lot of people secretly like to be spanked. There’s something magical and sexy about the word.”