A painful day out

Yesterday my husband and I had a day out in London. This necessitates a train journey and he would not want the Naughty Bottom to have a comfortable time! Consequently, just as we were about to leave (the taxi was waiting outside) I was made to bend over on the bed, my dress skirt lifted up and my Whippy Cane was used to deliver a servere caning across the Naughty Bottom. The pain was intense in the taxi and on the train. It did not improve when we stopped for coffee as the café had hard metal seats with no cushions!
The Naughty Bottom has already been paddled this morning and is anticipating further attention for we go out for Sunday lunch......