Dave Morton has a very extrovert wife, and has real problems controlling her. One evening he brings home a spanking bench and installs it in the cellar; no drifting squeals from there. That evening, his wife, Daphne, is back home late and he sends her down to examine it while he goes to fetch his paddle. Before she can look at it properly, he arrives and throws her over the bench. He spanks her then paddles her, all to little effect. In fact, she finds the whole exercise rather sensual and her lippy comments certainly do not cease. Finally, he gives in and sends her off to make dinner. While s... Show more