Here I am again. Over her knee, getting a severe spanking with her hairbrush. I am really sorry that i have a problem about thinking of consequences when I get a chance to do something I really enjoy. I love to play cards. Not games like rummy or cribbage, but games where i can make alot of money quickly. My favorite is on line Poker. Last week I ended up, across my wifes knee for a long spanking as i had lost 400 dollars and my wife was not pleased because I didn;t have any money in my for fun checking account to cover my losses. She gave me the money but told me that she was instituting a program to help me with my gambling problem. I told her I didn;t have a gambling problem, just that I didn;t make enough money to keep my checking account in order when i had a loss over a couple of hundred dollars. She said that perhaps the program would help me remember what happens when I do something wrong that I have to get money from her. She said that she was going to start spanking me like a naughty little boy for the gambling problem and that I should think about how sore my bottom will be if i go over my budget on wagering which is the reason I have my fun checking account.. She then blistered me real good. about a half an hour of begging and crying as her hairbrush taught me a lesson. Well It worked real well for a few days and then i got an email from a friend who said a bunch of the regular players were going to get together tonight for a closed door game. just the 6 of us friends would be playing. I could hardly wait. I went to my account and discovered that my funds were on the low side, i thought about how hard a spanking I had gotten last week. how painful and embarrasing it was. I thought to myself, well that was because I lost. If i Play tonight I will win big time so I will borrow a 1000 dollars from our joint checking account and when I win I will replace it in the morning and my wife will be none the wiser. I went to the bank and tranferred the funds at the atm machine. That night the game was going real well. after just an hour i was up by 1500 dollars. things were good, I couldn;t seem to get a bad hand. I was doing so well I suggested we raise the minimum bet by 100 dollars. all but one of the players agreed. Poor charlie had already lost a bunch of money so he withdrew from the game. The bets and pots got hotter and within an hour had lost the extra 500 dollars that i had won and was barley hanging even with the money I had when I started.I then won a coupl;e of hands and was up another 1300 dollars. I started pushing the betting again. I got a great hand delt to me. I opened . three kings in my hand is a nice start. fred uped the open by another hundred, I checked I drew 2 cards. as luck would have it, the 2 cards were a pair of nines. Kings and nines in a full house is one heck of a hand, the others had all taken 3 cards except fred who only wanted one. I figured he was shooting a straight or a flush. well I obviouly had this hand locked so i bet 300 dollars. I was surprised when fred saw it and raised another 200 but i noticed he took about 2 minutes to decide whether to bet or not. that is a sure sign that he is bluffing. every one else had dropped out. the bet came back to me and i pushed the rest of my money in. I chuckled as I waited for his reponse, knowing he would drop out. well to make a long story shorter. he had four tens and a ace high. beat my full barn with no problem at all. Flat broke I withdrew from the game. I got up from the chair, went to the bedroom, got my wifes hairbrush and went to the living room. I had put the brlush in my back pocket and asked if she was watching anything important. No nothing that matter or that she couln;t see again later. I said I would be right back. I went to the kitchen got a straight back chair. she raised an eye brow when i brought it in, then she noticed the hairbrush in my back pocket. OH OH, what have you done. I started taking off my clothes as she sat down in the chair. I confessed the whole story. I told her how sure I was that I was going to win, That I had moved money from our joint account and that I obviously needed to be tought a very severe lesson as I deserved it. She was very upset. She told me to wait standing in the connor until she calmed down enough to give me a severe spanking without ending me in the hospital. she came in, sat in the chair and that was how the story began. I was promising to never do it again, wiggleing and even crying. This spanking was much more intense than the one about a week before. She kept asking me, AM i getting through to you. I gasped, Yes dear through my tears. She finally stopped, I lay exhausted and limp across her lap. I guess we have to pick this up a noch or too. I will call my sister who works at bank and have her monitor our checking accout and you fun account as well. I may even ask her to join in our spanking sessions if there is ever a need to repeat this again. Now get up and stand in the connor while I decide if you need more spanking than i gave you already..... Yes dear, I said and as i walked by her to go to the connor she swatted me again, not fast enough she said. I ran to the connor and sniffed while i stood there.