spanked in the old mill

I thought the abandoned mill was the perfect place to hide. No-one went there any more apart from kids, and even they didn't venture there after dark - it was way too creepy. So what better place to take a lover when I felt like getting away from my overbearing husband?

Unfortunately, in the country even the walls have ears. Word got back to my husband. And I found myself dragged back to the old mill again, made to expose myself in that cold, dirty place, and pulled over my husband's knee for a punishment that would ensure I'd never stray again...