by Sara Fields
The carriage brought them to the base of the mountain, where they were ushered through some sort of priority member line straight into the base camp lodge. In no time, they procured a set of skis and poles and were seated on the ski lift. As they were whisked up into the air, the seat rattled a little and Raina scooted closer to him nervously.
“Afraid of heights, little one?”
“Only a teeny bit,” she said softly, yet she felt safe in his hands. He wouldn’t let anything happen to her, she knew it. The higher the lift climbed up the mountain, the colder it got. At last, they reached the top and slid off the ramp, but not before Raina fell straight down on her butt. Too excited to care, she climbed back up and skied around the corner. Eliot joined her not long after. Once she started moving, her body warmed from the exertion of the activity. She was a bit rusty at first, but before long they were skiing down the bunny hill with ease. She was having a blast and ready to take it to the next level. They selected the green Long John trail next, speeding down effortlessly.
Raina relished the air whipping at her face, and the freedom that racing through nature provided her. It was amazing to be able to experience the great force of the gorgeous countryside on Christmas Eve with the man she was quickly coming to adore. She couldn’t have asked for more. After flying down the Long John trail twice, they tried out a slightly more difficult blue level trail, Cascade, which led to the Canyon trail. This combination felt like such a rush that Raina wanted more. After several hours of fun, they ascended the mountain one more time and stopped by the Summit Lodge for some refreshments. Raina happily enjoyed a cappuccino by the massive fireplace with her man.
“Having fun, sweetie?” he asked.
“So much! Let’s try a new trail when we get back. I want to see more of the mountain!”
He pulled out a map and pointed out a few other blue level ski trails, to which she readily agreed. Despite his enthusiasm, she had her eyes on one other trail, simply called Ledge. It was a black diamond trail, an expert level difficulty route. She figured once they were out on the snow, they’d explore and she’d hurtle down the more challenging trail. She’d never done one before and was dying to. Trying to stem her excitement, she settled on the soft couch and enjoyed the warm fire crackling before them.
For the moment, she enjoyed his touch. Sipping the delicious hot beverage, she imagined herself racing down the steep terrain, with the wind whipping at her face. Glancing back at Eliot, she hoped he’d be impressed with her skill. Maybe he would reward her later with a good hard fucking.
Her muscles felt sore, but in the best way possible, like she’d just had a hard workout and all her limbs were suffused with a gentle heat. Breathing deep, she closed her eyes and just felt his presence around her. Eliot hugged her close and they both finished their drinks not long after. Fully rested and ready to go, Raina jumped up impatiently.
“Let’s get back to the snow before the sun goes down! We’ve only got an hour or two left!” she exclaimed. Picking up her skis, she giggled as she rushed outside, and felt him following closely behind her. He grinned at her, before dropping his voice into the tone she knew so well.
“You best enjoy yourself, because I know just how to warm naughty girls like you up from the cold. I’ll make sure that naked backside of yours is red hot with a good hard spanking.”
She shivered; she couldn’t wait.
The two of them ventured back out into the cold and maneuvered toward the blue level trail named Choke. At the last second, Raina veered off down the black diamond Ledge path. She was so excited that she hardly heard Eliot yell after her with a stern tone.
“Don’t you dare, young lady! You’re not ready for the expert trails yet!”
She sped off down the snowy path at a breakneck speed. She banked hard into the first turn and barely made it. By the time she rounded the corner, the trail steepened at an alarming rate and she began skiing faster than ever before. She didn’t know if she could stop and if she tried, she’d probably wipe out. She began to panic and her legs locked, causing her to fall face first into the snow. Her body flipped over and she slammed down on her back, softened only by the remnants of the fresh snow from the day before. Her leg twisted painfully, causing her to cry out at the sudden agony. Skidding down the steep slope, she slammed into a large boulder near the side of the trail.
Fresh tears sprang to her eyes as she lay there, her body aching with pain. She heard Eliot skid to a stop beside her. He sat back in the snow and pushed off his skis before rushing over to her.
“Raina, honey, are you all right? Does anything hurt?”
“My ankle, I think I twisted it,” she cried. “But everything hurts.”
“What were you thinking? You were going way too fast and on an expert trail. You didn’t even tell me you wanted to try one!”
She felt small, not enjoying being scolded like a naughty child by him. Feeling guilty, she didn’t meet his eyes and looked away.
“I’m sorry, sir,” she whispered.
“You’ll be sorry when we get home tonight, that’s for sure. I’m going to paddle that ass so hard that you won’t sit for a week for acting so foolish and reckless.”
Her insides fluttered at his threat. She wondered what would happen as the muscles in her bottom flexed almost instinctually. Would he use a wooden paddle or whip her with his belt across her bottom cheeks? She’d never experienced a real punishment by his hands, only delicious kinky foreplay. She should be scared, but her body reacted instantly. Her clit began to throb and molten heat pooled between her thighs.
Despite the fact that he was clearly disappointed with her, he did everything he could to make her feel comfortable. He gently prodded her body, checking her for injuries from the fall. Other than feeling achy, the only actual damage she had sustained was to her ankle, which she was pretty sure she’d twisted really badly. Luckily for them, a lodge employee saw them and skied over within a few quick minutes. He called into his radio and a small group quickly arrived with a sled. Eliot and a few other men lifted her gently onto it, making her feel safe at the concern apparent on all their faces.
They guided her gently down the mountain and she couldn’t help but feel sorry for herself. She felt so stupid, so thoughtless for racing down that trail without a care in the world. She had assumed she could handle it, but she’d been very wrong. Quietly, she sobbed as tears trailed down her face. Now Eliot was disappointed with her, which was the worst part of it all.
Back at the base lodge, she was maneuvered into the medical area, where she was made to put on a hospital gown. A resident doctor ordered x-rays just to make sure she hadn’t fractured or broken anything. By the time they were cleared to leave, the sun had set and it was well past dinnertime. Raina was told to stay off her ankle as much as possible until it healed. She’d been diagnosed with a rather severe sprain, with only a few scratches and bruises otherwise.
The ski lodge arranged transportation home for them, rather than a horse-drawn carriage. Eliot gently placed her in the backseat of the big SUV and sat beside her. Feeling sad and guilty, she leaned into him as the driver drove them home.
“I’m so sorry,” she said softly.
“I know, sweetheart. Let’s get you home and to bed to get some rest. We’ll deal with the consequences in the morning, okay?”
“Yes, sir,” she agreed quietly, knowing better than to argue.
When they arrived at their condo, the doctor helped Eliot get her upstairs and into bed with as little pressure on her ankle as possible. He left them with a pair of crutches for her, before telling her to take it easy the next few days. When they were all alone, Eliot sat down with her and took her hand in his.
“How are you feeling, honey?”
“Stupid,” she responded meekly.
He pressed his fingers under her chin and lifted it so that he could meet her eyes. She felt tiny under his scrutiny and she tried her best to look away. She was afraid that she’d done something so dumb tha
t he would think her too young, too reckless to be with anymore. Why would he want her after all this? She was just an immature young graduate student, unworthy of his attention. Choking back tears, she tried to break free from his hold.
“Raina, I know you’re probably scared about being punished by me, but it’s going to be okay. Once it’s over, it’s done with. I will never bring it up again. I love you, little one and I never want to see you get hurt. When you fell, I was so scared. You could have been seriously injured. You could have died. Now that I’ve found you, I don’t want to lose you. Can’t you understand how I feel about you?”
She nodded, finally having the nerve to raise her eyes to his. His words left her feeling guiltier than ever, but still cared for. He loved her.
“I love you too,” she said, reeling with the warmth that his words had awakened in her body.
“It’s going to be a true punishment and you’re going to be one sorry little girl before I’m through. But afterwards, I have lots of presents for you to open since it’ll be Christmas Day tomorrow. Luckily for you, I just give out spankings and not coal for Christmas.”
“That’s right, I almost forgot,” she whispered with a bit more confidence. Reaching forward, she took his hand in her own. He gripped her palm fiercely.
“Merry Christmas, sweetheart. You’re mine, little one, and I won’t ever let you go. Let me get you some ibuprofen so you can relax and get some much-needed rest.”
“I wish you’d spank me now and get it over with,” she murmured.
“No, that’s out of the question. You’ll receive your punishment in the morning. We need to make sure your body is healing and that nothing else seriously wrong happened during the fall. Don’t worry, that bottom of yours will be hot and red and you will be one well and truly punished woman by the time I’m finished with you.”
Shivering with helpless desire, she clenched her hands in the quilt. She should be afraid of his heavy palm, nervous about how much the spanking was going to hurt, but she wasn’t at all. Instead, she felt safe and well taken care of, like a true submissive under the hand of a confident, yet caring dominant. He wasn’t going to leave her after all, despite the fact that she’d done something so thoughtless. Full of lust, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, needing to feel him.
He took her gentle kiss and claimed her with a wild hunger. His fingers threaded through her messy hair and fisted around her straight locks, pulling the strands tight. In the end, he drew away and she whined at his absence. Shaking his head gently, he kissed her forehead.
“Bedtime for naughty girls,” he declared firmly and she knew not to fight him. He wandered off into the bathroom and came back with a cup of water and a bottle of painkillers. He gave her two and waited as she swallowed them. When she was done, he smiled and tucked her in. Exhausted, she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow and hardly noticed when he climbed into bed shortly after.
* * *
The next morning, she woke up to find herself alone. Turning her head toward his side of the bed, she saw a note on his pillow.
Raina, my sweet,
Just yell out for me when you wake up. I want you to take a relaxing bath and will prepare it for you when you’re ready. Once you’re fresh and clean, it’ll be time for your punishment. Remember, I love you very much, no matter what happens.
Eliot
Smiling despite her upcoming thrashing, she tossed the blanket aside and turned to a seated position on the bed. She placed a little weight on her ankle and yelped a little as a sharp pain raced up her leg. Taking stock of the rest of her body, she was only slightly sore. She took a deep breath and accepted what was to come in the next few hours. Calling out for him, she waited and heard his footsteps coming up the stairs.
“Good, you saw my note,” he said warmly. “Ready for a nice hot bath?”
She nodded.
“I’m a bit nervous about what’s going to happen afterwards though.”
“You should be, naughty girl,” he said darkly, igniting the passion within her once again. Her clit pulsed and she pressed her thighs together. “How’s that ankle?”
“I tried to put some weight on it, but it hurts a lot.”
“Well, good thing we’re going to be here a while; you should see how much snow fell overnight. There’s at least a couple feet out there. It’s going to take some time before the plows get here. You’ll have plenty of time to heal up.”
“That’s okay, I like being here with you.”
He threaded an arm around her waist and another under her bottom, before lifting her cleanly off the bed. He carried her to the adjoining bathroom and sat her down on the ledge of the luxurious jetted bathtub. Turning on the water, he filled the tub and poured in a few delectable smelling oils. He poured in some bubble bath too and she giggled when he turned on the jets. This was going to be a very nice bubble bath after all.
Next, he helped her get completely naked and carefully supported her as she eased into the hot water. She groaned at the feeling of the enveloping warmth. Smiling, she relaxed as he washed her body and her hair with care. He was extraordinarily sweet and she loved every second of it. He even conditioned her hair and brushed it so that she had very few tangles. She felt like his woman entirely and couldn’t wait to experience more. She was calm, thoroughly surrendering to his control. Closing her eyes, she imagined herself over his knee and it felt right. She knew she deserved to be taken in hand and told herself that she wouldn’t fight when it happened.
Before she knew it, she was clean and he was rinsing her off. He picked her up out of the water and sat her on the edge of the tub. Wrapping her in a soft towel, he dried her with the utmost gentleness. Then, he carried her back into the bedroom and sat her on the edge of the bed.
He sat next to her and took her hand in his.
She looked at her hands, knowing it was time for her punishment. Her bottom tingled, almost as if her backside was anticipating every smack.
“Are you ready, baby?” he asked gently, squeezing her fingers within his. She was ready to be forgiven and to be his good girl again. Nodding, she knew she craved his discipline and his dominance. She watched as he stood up and opened a drawer in the nearby bedside table, taking out a wicked-looking wooden paddle. Shrugging the towel off her body, she waited as he sat back down next to her. When he was still, she moved to position her naked body over his lap. He pushed her body forward and rearranged her so that she lay over one of his thighs. He was careful with her, positioning his other leg over the backs of her knees. He tipped her forward a bit more, so that her feet didn’t touch the floor at all.
“Raina, you’re going to cry over my knees today, but I am only going to punish these bottom cheeks of yours. If at any time, your ankle or something else hurts, tell me immediately. Is that clear?”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered as her bottom twitched in anticipation. In her current state, her backside felt incredibly big and vulnerable. Held firmly over his lap, she wasn’t able to move in the slightest. She couldn’t even kick her legs if she tried. It warmed her to know that he was also protecting her, making sure she wouldn’t hurt her swollen ankle. Clenching her muscles tightly, she waited, expecting her paddling to begin at any second. His knuckles brushed against her sensitive skin and she flinched.
“Relax that bottom, little one.”
Struggling for a long moment, she calmed and her muscles fell slack. His heavy palm cupped her right cheek and then her left. His firm touch felt wonderful and she sighed in response. Not a moment after, his hand smacked down directly in the center of both her cheeks, once, then twice. It took a moment for the sting to radiate across her skin, but he had already begun to pick up the pace. This wasn’t like the spankings she’d received from him before. This time, it began incredibly hard and fast, and she was squirming faster than ever before. There was no way for her to escape the blows and her bottom was quickly becoming hot, swollen, and well punished.
She wanted
to take it well and make him proud, but in no time she was crying out loud from the harsh smacks meeting her skin.
Every spank from his palm thudded deeply into her bottom, shooting straight to her core with pleasure and pain. Despite the fact that she was being punished, she felt her arousal pool between her thighs. Lust raced through her veins. Helpless to her desires, she tried to focus on the pain of the smacks and the fact that she was getting disciplined for her silly decision and not how much she wanted him to touch her in between her legs.
“I was so afraid when you hurtled down that black diamond trail. You were reckless and could have gotten seriously hurt. I don’t know what I would do if I lost you. I’m going to teach you today to think before you act, even if I have to paddle this bottom so hard that you can’t sit down until New Year’s Day,” he said sternly.
Raina took his words to heart, wallowing in her guilt at the prospect of making him worry about her. Already, he seemed to know exactly what to say to get her in the right mind frame to accept her punishment. His words made her feel sad, incredibly ashamed, and contrite. She was truly sorry for what she had done. She shouldn’t have raced down that trail without talking to him first. Tears edged at the corners of her eyes. What if the situation had been reversed? What if she lost him forever, instead? She began to openly cry, knowing that she would be completely destroyed without him. She couldn’t believe she had made him feel that way.
He paused for a long moment and she breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe it was almost over?
A smooth cool object brushed across her skin and she stiffened. With a groan, she realized it was the paddle. Sniffing her tears back, she tried to calm herself, knowing the worst part of her spanking was yet to come.
“Now it’s really time for the punishment to begin, naughty girl.”
The paddle cracked down on the left side of her ass and the sting was instantaneous. He didn’t start slow, but spanked her quickly and the pain became overwhelming. The moment the implement fell on her vulnerable cheeks, she knew she was being really chastised. Tears streamed down her face, yet the paddle was unrelenting.
