Disciplining Amy

by Deana Long

  Disciplining Amy

  Finding Pleasure through Pain

  Deana Long

  Spanking Wife Series

  COPYRIGHT

  Copyright © 2015 by Deana Long

  All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other non-commercial uses permitted by copyright law.

  Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.

  Disciplining Amy / Deana Long -- 1st ed.

  WHY READERS LOVE THIS BOOK

  What Would You Do For Love?

  Hank really loves his wife but she grew up in a family that was very strict so she has certain views on marriage and sex. He really loves her but simply cannot figure out what he can do to make her more open to him. She is still extremely shy and stands firm in what her parents taught her. Hank goes to great lengths to break her out of this.

  What is the last thing that he will do to really get her out of her shell once and for all? It is a new experience for Amy and she is a bit shell shocked but she loves her husband. She had to decide whether she will conform or remain the prude that she was grown to be.

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Deana Long grew up in Long Island. She has three brothers and two sisters and they were always kept away from everyone else and taught certain principles that the parents believed. They were even home schooled to prevent their minds from being corrupted. Deana never knew anyone else thought differently until she went off to college after getting a scholarship. She had to re-educate herself to function.

  The way she grew up fuelled her passion to write. She wanted to show the distinct contrast between her world and the actual. She writes to show that with time and patience a healthy compromise can be found.

  TABLE OF CONTENTS

  Copyright

  Why Readers Love This Book

  About The Author

  Love Makes You Do Strange Things

  Dinner

  The Surprise

  Making Love Her Way - The Last Time

  New Rules

  Reality Check

  The Lesson Continues

  Love

  LOVE MAKES YOU DO STRANGE THINGS

  “Love isn't something you find. Love is something that finds you.”

  – Loretta Young

  DINNER

  Hank beckoned to the waiter and ordered a bottle of wine. They already had their menus and we're looking through it. He looked at Amy; he reached out and touched her. She almost dropped the menu. She looked around to see if anyone had seen her reaction. She was trying to move her hand but he was holding his hand firmly in place and he was not bothered by the fact that she was trying to break free without making a scene.

  "Amy, you know that I really love you. I don't say it enough.

  "Please Hank; I am trying to look through the menu. I love you too and you always tell me that you love me."

  "I can guess what you are going to order, it never changes. I am adventurous. I will order something new tonight." He let her go and continued to look through the options.

  "I have heard that the Tilapia Milanese is really good here but I will have the Osso Buco."

  "See, I knew it. You ordered the same thing again," Hank said.

  "I really love that dish. I always come here thinking I will try something different but old habits die hard."

  The waiter came and they gave him their orders. They sat there sipping their wine and not saying much. Hank started to talk and asked his wife how her day was. She started to talk and he listened to her but he had something else on his mind. He had a great weekend planned. He was sure that Amy Melissa Stewart would sure be surprised. He had that on the forefront of his mind. He just nodded at her now as if he was really hearing what she was saying.

  They were still newlyweds. They had gotten married four months ago and surprisingly Amy was still shy. She still could not be naked in front of him. She always went to another room to dress if he was there with her. She had to have the lights off before they made love and she never had sex anywhere but in the bedroom. She also did not like public displays of affection. He couldn't even hold her hand while they were out. He found it really strange as he grew up in a family that was not afraid to display their affection.

  He should have figured it out when he first went to meet her family. It would not have made him change his mind about how he felt about her but he would have been better prepared to deal with it. He realized that it was her parents that kept her so repressed. She was simply unable to show affection as she simply did not know how.

  He went to meet her parents six months after they had been seeing each other. A month or so after he had met them he got her father’s permission to ask her to marry him. They seemed to accept him and the father who was very strict and did not mince his words made sure that Hank knew that they would not be able to give much financially toward the wedding. He really didn't expect them to and he made them know as much. That was really old school. He and Amy paid for everything. Of course Amy felt a way about it and he had to convince her that it was okay.

  He had noticed that Amy's parents did not even hug her when she told them that she was engaged. They were pretty rigid. In his house it was practically a reason to have a celebration. He was shocked at their reaction but he was sure that she was just as shocked with the way his family reacted as she was not used to it. She and her siblings were all raised to hide what they really felt.

  After the wedding, they had dinner at each of their parent’s homes twice per month. As Amy's parents were so formal, he still could not bring himself to call them Mom and Dad. He was not sure how they would react to that informal greeting.

  To him the family would do well in a community that was extremely strict. They were doing that all on their own. He would have to work hard to get any to loosen up, to try new things, to smile more and just to be carefree. If something was out of place she would go crazy until it was fixed.

  He really wished he could help some of Amy's siblings, especially the girls. He just hoped that they would find someone who loved them, understood how they were raised and was willing to work to teach them new things as he was willing to do with Amy.

  What he wanted more than anything else was the thrill of doing something naughty while they were out. He would love if she wanted to make love in the car or a public restroom. He would even take a kiss from her out in public. He had his work cut out for him.

  THE SURPRISE

  Amy was looking around as Hank was not driving the way that she expected him to.

  "Uh, where are you going? We are not headed back home."

  He merely smiled at her. He slowed down and leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. She flinched. He was not concerned about that. Nobody could see them.

  "Relax; this is a surprise that I have planned for you, well us. I am doing this because I love you."

  "What a surprise? You did not have to do this. It is all too much."

  "Well, that is the kind of husband I am so you can expect these things from time to time. I always love going to the country. It is really beautiful now. I can tell you that I have a wonderful cabin reserved for us."

  "But, how can you go. I need t
o go home and pack!"

  "Don't worry, I did the packing already."

  "That is not acceptable. How could you possibly know what I will need?"

  "Well," Hank said smiling, "if I forgot something, I am sure you can manage without it for the weekend."

  She took some deep breaths. She really loved Hank but she hated spontaneity. Everything had to be planned in advance in her life. She loved having that sort of control.

  "Amy, remember that I love you."

  "I do love you too Hank."

  She worked really hard on relaxing. She did not want to get him upset.

  "I know Amy, I just want you to know that I would never do anything at all to hurt you, you know that."

  I reached over and rubbed her arm. I could feel her tense up. I sighed. I would have to figure out how to get her to be free of those inhibitions. I dreamed of seeing her naked. I could not see in the dark and feeling her and imagining was not enough.

  I remembered when we first met. I was in a cafe close to my office. I saw her sitting at a table reading a book while she had her lunch. I had seen her here before but I had not given her a second glance as I thought she would not give me the time of day. It was extremely busy today and I made sure I went over to her table to ask if she minded if I sat there as the other seats were taken.

  I had to smile at the memory. I had picked up that she was a quiet person and I had told her I would not talk to disturb her. She did not answer at first so I thought that I was not going to say yes but she eventually did and I sat down. He could tell that she was not comfortable but I did as promised. I just ate.

  I discretely took my time to check her out while I was eating. She was a very beautiful woman but she did not act as if she knew that she was. I wondered if it was an act or if she really did not know the effect she could have on men. I knew her from somewhere else as well as I had seen her in my office building many times. I had never gotten to see her this close before though. She had beautiful auburn hair which she kept up in a severe bun and she had hazel eyes. Unlike some of the other women she was a conservative dresser. Her clothes did not cling to her at all. It wasn't even what was in season.

  I kept on playing this game. Going to the cafe and finding excuses to sit at her table, timing it right so I knew that they would in the height of the lunch hour rush. Finally I managed to get a word or two in and then I started to talk to her, to try to get to know her, to try to invite her out. It took a lot of effort but eventually she agreed to go out to dinner after almost seven months. Many men would have given up by now but there was something special about her.

  I was an accountant who, with a few years in would make partner at my firm. I was nice and tall and handsome. Well that was what my mother, sisters and a few others thought. I always laughed at them.

  "Just keep my company while I drive, you can help me navigate."

  Of course I didn't really need the help to find the place. I just wanted her to stay awake with me. I also wanted her to be a bit tired when they got there. There would be fewer objections to what I wanted to do to her.

  "Okay look out for the turn, oh wait I see it. Just look for the crossroads. That should be a mile or so up and then we need to go left and drive up for about four more miles and we should be at the cabin."

  "You don't really sound as if you need any help at all. This is somewhere that you have been to before, haven't you?"

  "I have been up her a couple of times."

  It was a regular spot for me to visit. I loved being up here. My father had bought it as an anniversary present for my mom and they decided to share it with the kids. I smiled at some of the memories. She did not see it as she was busy watching the road.

  It was almost ten thirty. We had left the restaurant after eight thirty. We would get to the cabin before eleven. I had made sure he ordered wine and she had indulged in a glass and a half. That would do. She was not a drinker and when she did drink, it had an effect in her. She had never had wine before she married me anyway. I had to convince her to try it.

  Amy was a virgin until our wedding night. I had taken my time and I had been extremely gentle the first time I made love to her. I had wanted her earlier but she wanted to remain a virgin until we got married and I respected that. I dreamed of watching her walk naked to me in the bed but I had to deal with waiting until she got in the bed to go in. She also did not want the lights to be on. When I did get in the bed, she was wearing a long nightgown. I had to work hard to get it off as she was a nervous wreck.

  I worked hard to make her relax more over the next few weeks but I hardly made any progress. I managed to get her to turn the light on but she would bolt to get a shower and put clothes on when they were done. I wished she would just let go and that we could cuddle after we finished making love but she just wanted to get her clothes back on.

  I had been extremely busy at work when we just got married so she got away with a lot of things. Now I was ready to get things going my way. I got home in time to have dinner with her and I tried every night to get her to relax. This weekend might just do it.

  I had made up my mind that I would get through that. I had to detox her from what her parents had taught her. I wanted her to be free, to what to try new positions. I was tired of making love in one position. I was also tired of having to wait until it was night-time to make love. We were newlyweds and they had no kids or anyone else in the house to bother them. We should be humping like rabbits. I did love her so I was willing to do everything I could to break through.

  At last we got to the cabin. I drove in and parked and I got out. I went to open the door for Amy. I then grabbed the bag I had packed from the back of the car and I took her hand and led her inside. She did not object to me holding her hand as it was really dark.

  "It is really peaceful up here Hank," Amy said quietly.

  "Yes it is. We are alone up here which is perfect. Tomorrow I will show you around. There is a beautiful lake close-by and we can hike."

  I opened the door and she walked in. I turned on the light and dimmed it. There were lovely flowers in vases all around. I had had the cabin cleaned and set up beforehand. Amy looked around.

  "This looks extremely romantic," Amy said barley speaking above a whisper again.

  I closed the cabin door and bolted it. I put the bags down and I pulled her toward me and gave her a kiss.

  MAKING LOVE HER WAY - THE LAST TIME

  "Stop Hank and wait until we get to the bedroom..."

  It had to be in the bedroom. She had never said no but it always had to be in one location. She was a tigress under all of that. Hank had found that out. She responded to what he did and she did have some passion throughout. He just had to break those barriers down.

  "No problem, come sit with me and have some wine and then we can go to the bedroom."

  He started pouring the wine in the glasses and handed her one. She was hesitant but she took it. They sat and drank in silence. He watched her, controlling his urge to jump on her and have his way.

  "Amy, you really are beautiful."

  She laughed, "Sure Hank. I know you are only saying that because of the way you feel about me."

  "Yes, But I can tell you that I thought so even before we got close. Just remember that I will never hurt you. I will always protect you."

  She was starting to wonder what this weekend was really about. He had said that before.

  "Are you ready to go to bed?" He asked.

  "Yes, I am sleepy."

  He got up and held his hand out to her. She took it and they headed toward the bedroom. The cabin was not very big and it was a welcome change from the city. It did have modern fixtures and fittings but it still was rustic.

  "Here we are, the bathroom is right there. You can go and get ready for bed."

  "Yes, where is the bag? I need my nightgown."

  "You have to promise me that you will in the bed naked and waiting and I will get whatever you want."

  She was starting to
protest and she stopped when she saw how he was looking at her.

  "Fine."

  He went to the living room to bring in the bag and turn the lights off. He went back to the bedroom. He put the things down and he stripped quickly and got in the bed. He hugged her tight.

  "Where is the nightgown Hank?"

  "Don't worry about it. Whatever you need, I have it."

  He started to kiss her. He was extremely excited. She was naked in the bed; one step closer. His dick was so hard, it could burst. He was a madman as he made love to her. He reigned it in however as this was the last night he would do things in her restricted fashion.

  He had her breasts in his hands. He massed them as he kissed her. He kissed her chin and moved down to her neck. Soon he had one of her glorious nipples in his mouth. He was going to have a great weekend. She would get over it, she loved him and he loved her. She would get rid of those inhibitions.

  He had figured out months ago that Amy was of the opinion that she should not be enjoying the love making process so much. She did not think she should be snootiness and she had said as much, she was puzzle at the way her body responded to his touch. He was taken aback by this revelation. Maybe that was what her mother had told her. Who knew? He wanted to get rid of all of those thoughts. It was the only way for them to move to the next level in their marriage.

  She was moaning as he sucked on her nipples. He moved one hand down and he teased the lips of her vagina. He pushed his finger between the folds and started to tease her clit. He just wanted to be in her but he did not want to rush. He took his time and made sure she got what she needed. She got turned on easily and could cum on a whim. He knew that if he could make this weekend plan a success that she would give him so much pleasure and experience so much more herself.

  He had her moaning and groaning. She was on the verge of cumming but he kept her right on the edge. He was doing it on purpose. She was begging him to let her cum but he held back.