I Get Spanked

Today I got spanked. My boyfriend spanked me. I have been sick for about a week. I been moody and he has been putting up with it. I've improved a lot the past two days. Not so sick anymore. Today I was being rude and yelling and cussing because he wouldn't listen to what I tried to tell him to do. Finally he said that's it. I'm tired of your attitude and the way you talk to me. Bend over my lap now. I started whining. Telling him I'm just sick even though I wasn't feeling bad. He told me I was a lot better and there was no reason for me to be talking to him that way. He told me again to come over to his lap. And I wouldn't. He then got up and grabbed me and I kicked him all the way to the couch. He sat on the couch and I kept trying to fall in the floor and get away. We had zip ties on the table and he grabbed them. He said if you don't stop your not gonna be happy tied up. Well I still kept fighting and he grabbed the zip ties and grabbed my legs. And tied them together. Then I stopped fighting and he started spanking me over my jeans. And it started hurting and I kept putting my hands back. Then he grabbed one hand and told me to give him the other. And I wouldn't. Then he smacked my leg hard. And I gave it to him. And he tied them together in front of me. So then I really could not move. Then he started spanking More. After a few minutes of my begging he asked if I needed more. I said no. He pulled my jeans down and said he thought I did because I wasn't red yet. And kept going. 3 smacks on one side and 3 on the other. Then rotating between both. 3 times each. This went on for another 5-10 minutes. Each smack felt harder. And stung more. Then he seen my brush laying on the table and stopped and was rubbing my butt for a minute. He then said 4 with the brush then you'll be done. I was already crying and begged him not to. He said 4 hard ones with the brush or I'll keep going with my hand til you decide to take the brush. I kept saying no to the brush and he kept using his hand. Smack smack smack. Then I gave in. I said I wanna be done. He picked the brush up and did one at a time. Leaving seconds before the next smack. After 4 we were done. He let me go and cut the ties. He held me after until I stopped crying and rubbed my butt. I told him I was sorry and boy did I mean it. He told me I was already forgivien. I haven't had an attitude for about 8 hours now. My butt is still sore. And everything I was yelling at him to do earlier today got done. <3