The rules are very simple. We both watch the Formula 1 race together (if we both can keep our eyes open) and then if my hero, Lewis Hamilton wins, I get to spank Felicia's bottom with a hairbrush. That's quite a lot of fun. If, on the other hand, he doesn't win, she gets to spank me. It is exactly as it use to be. One difference, though. If Hamilton is on the podium, she can't smack my bottom for longer than five minutes and not with anything worse than the hairbrush. If he isn't on the podium she is free to do what she wants.
If you followed the Australian Grand Prix, from Melbourne, you will have noticed that it was won by the smug German, Sebastian Vettel. Hamilton was runner up. It was really nothing to argue about. He won fair and square. My poor bottom got its reward.
Five minutes and hairbrush may not sound much, but I can assure you that Felicia is good at making the most of her time.
After the race I had to present myself, knickers down, to lie in her lap. If you didn't know it, smacking a bottom really hard and really quick with a hairbrush causes an intense sense of pain. Already after a couple of seconds.
As I said, she made the most of the situation and kept on smacking me for the whole time as if her life depended on it.
I am regularly a very obedient spankee, lying still and not protesting. But her onslaught made me both cringe and wriggle and make all sorts of silly and pathetic sounds.
Anyway, it was good when it was over. I only hope Hamilton will win the next race.