You and Carlos went out to dinner with friends. You spent the entire night teasing him when no one was looking--but now that you were home, it was his turn.

As he sat on the couch, his fingers gripped your hips tightly and pulled you onto his lap--bent over his knees. You try to resist and push away, but he pins you down with a steady hand on your back.

"Uh-uh. Don't you try to fight me." He taunted, planting a sharp smack on your rear. "I think you deserve a little punishment, sweetheart."