Every stroke produced a frantic, immodest weaving of hips and drumming of toes, but Mrs Burton somehow managed to maintain her stance, keeping some shred of decorum as her curvaceous bottom was soundly whipped."Well done", he said, "you took that caning very well, now stay exactly where you are and I'll reward you for your fortitude"."Thank you". Mrs Burton replied huskily, "that would be lovely".In town and in the country, in offices and suburban semis, women have been getting their first spankings. Reluctantly, hesitatingly, sometimes forcibly; some even discovering a taste for further punishment. Perhaps that's why the woman sat next to you on the train is smiling?.