Jake pulled Lilly into his chest as they spooned in the bed. Lilly laid there thinking about the events of the night for nearly an hour before dozing off into a restless sleep.
Lilly woke to find the bed empty the next morning. She could hear laughter from downstairs. She threw back the covers and made her way down the stairs to the kitchen. As she rounded the corner, she saw Sara sitting gingerly on the wooden chair with her coffee mug in hand. A surge of jealously arose in her chest as she listened to the playful banter between her and Andrew. She knew she was probably feeling light-hearted and guilt-free after the little session she overheard last night.
"Morning sweetheart," Jake said when he noticed her entering the room. He noticed the tightness in her jaw as she looked at Sara and Andrew.
"Hey," she muttered, strolling quickly over to the coffee pot to pour herself a cup.
"I've got it for you," Jake offered, pulling out a chair for her.
Lilly bypassed his gesture and continued toward the counter. "I can get it myself."
Andrew turned to Jake with a raised eyebrow and then looked past him to Lilly as she snatched her coffee mug out of the cabinet. "I'm telling you Jake, you need to go ahead and take care of it," Andrew said softly as Jake sat adjacent to him at the table.
Jake shook his head in concern. He was trying to tell himself he needed to wait until she was both physically and mentally ready to accept a punishment from him. He also knew he wanted to put this entire situation behind them and the best way to do that was to make sure she understood he wouldn't forego a spanking when earned.
Lilly sneered at the happy couple across from her, not sure why her anger was so strong. She'd never wanted a spanking before. What had changed over the past week? She tried to shake off the feeling, knowing when Jake finally did decide to punish her, she wouldn't be looking forward to it. She slumped down in the chair, unable to shake her frustration.
"Lilly, do we need to go have a chat?" Jake leaned against the counter watching her pout at the table over her coffee mug.
"No, I'm fine," she muttered.
"Lilly, how are you feeling this morning," Andrew asked, hoping to calm the situation.
"Why is everyone so worried about how I'm feeling? I feel like any other normal person sitting at this god damn table. I don't see what the hell the issue is with you guys. I don't need to be babied," she ranted.
Before Lilly could take another sip of her coffee, she felt a large hand grasp her wrist and pull her up out of her chair. "Let's go."
Jake dragged her out of the kitchen and into the hallway "I will not allow you speak to our guests that way," he growled.
"Allow me? You do not allow me to do anything!" Without a word, Jake began roughly pulling her up the stairs. "Wait! Jake! Where are we going?" Lilly knew by the way he was pulling her that she definitely had pushed him to the limit. "Jake please, I'm sorry. Can't we just go to your office and talk? I'm ready to talk now Really I am."
"No, we cannot go to the office," he answered ominously.
Lilly was almost afraid to ask, but couldn't help herself. "Why not?"
"Because the hairbrush is not in the office."
Jake threw open the door in the bedroom, pulling her alongside him all the way to the corner. "You stand right there and think about why you felt the need to push me to do this while we still have company downstairs."
He paced into the bathroom, trying to calm himself down. He would never punish her in anger, but he couldn't believe how she acted downstairs. She definitely had her bratty moments, but never something so openly rude guests in our home. Our home, he thought. He knew he was going to marry this crazy, beautiful woman, and he knew he would have to set the tone now for how their relationship was going to work. He paused in front of the vanity, gazing at himself in the mirror. He looked down at the drawer in front of him which held the hairbrush. He pulled his eyes back up to look at the reflection of her standing the corner across from the bathroom. As he brought his eyes back to his stare at his own reflection, his eyes caught sight of the bath brush leaning against the tile surrounding the Jacuzzi tub. He stared for a moment before shaking his head. "Not yet," he muttered and pulled open the vanity drawer to grab the hairbrush.
Walking back out to the bedroom, he sat down on the leather ottoman at the foot of the bed. He set the hairbrush down next to him and rubbed his temples. Taking a deep breath, he looked over at Lilly. Her hands were fidgeting at her sides and she was slightly trembling as she swayed from foot to foot in the corner. His heart jumped at her behavior. He loved her so much and he hated to hurt her, but he couldn't help but smile at her submission. It made him feel like the luckiest man in the world. He wanted nothing more than to take care of her for the rest of his life. Whether it be a hug, a word of encouragement, or a spanking, he would provide her with whatever she needed.
"Lilly, come on over here, sweetheart."
Lilly slowly shuffled over to him, her head hanging as tears rolled down her cheeks. At a little over a foot away, she stopped, unable to make herself take another step. Jake softly grabbed her wrist and pulled her in between his spread knees. He tilted her face up to his with a finger under her chin. They were nearly eye to eye in this position due to Jake's tall stature.
"Want to tell me what that was about downstairs?"
Lilly shook her head, "I don't know."
"You know that type of behavior is unacceptable, don't you?"
"Yes sir," she mumbled, kicking her toe into the carpet.
Jake couldn't help but smile. He didn't know what was more endearing - her small, young voice or her sweet, contrite disposition. "Young lady, you know I won't put up with that language either. I should wash your mouth out with soap."
Lilly's head jumped up to face him questioning his threat. She didn't know if he would actually do that, but she sure hoped he wouldn't.
"You know, after the way you spoke to me yesterday, I think I just may do that," he said as he pulled her closely, slipping his fingers inside the waistband of her pajama pants. "But first, let's deal with what happened downstairs."
Without saying another word, he pulled her pants and panties down to her thighs and guided to his side and over his knees. Jake began spanking without any lecture. Lilly could handle the first thirty swats until he started to move towards her sit spots and thighs. She began squirming around for him to hit different areas. She began yelping when he hit a particular spot several times in a row, leaving a searing hot patch in its place. By the time the first minute of fast, solid spanking was up, she was wiggling as much as she could and kicking her legs.
"Stay still, honey. We are long way from done," were his only words as he grabbed her wrist and pulled it to her side to prevent her from blocking.
She paled at his statement. How long did he actually intend to spank her? She squirmed even more at the thought as tears welled in her eyes. She already felt guilty for the way she'd treated him and made him worry. She didn't know if she could handle a brutal spanking on top of all that. He continued spanking for another minute as she fought to keep herself under control. Before she knew it, he stopped and was rubbing the back of her thighs.
"Honey, do you understand why I'm doing this?" Jake leaned down closer to ear.
Lilly nodded and sniffled. Jake pulled her up off of his knee to stand before him. She dropped to her knees almost immediately and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Jake! Please! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to be rude downstairs! And I feel so horrible for how I treated you yesterday. And all I wanted when that guy was all over me was you and I thought you'd never forgive me. I don't know why I'm such a screw up Please, please don't ever leave me!" Lilly rambled as she sobbed into his lap.
Jake didn't know it was possible to feel so full of emotion. He had been so angry and worried yesterday. His heart swelled with love and affection at her words. He wanted to take care of her, love her, and promise her that nothing bad would ever happen to her again. He knew he
had to make sure he knew just about how much he cared about her and her behavior before he could move on. He had to set the right tone between the two of them.
"I will never leave you baby. I hope you know that. I love you more than anything in the world, but I cannot allow you to behave the way you did downstairs. And the way you scared me running off yesterday needs to be dealt with as well. I love you too much to not take care of this situation. I know you will not like me very much for what I'm about to do, but I hope you will respect why I'm doing it and know that I'm doing it for your own good and because I care."
He gently pulled her up to her feet, wrapping and arm around her waist, and walked with her to the bathroom. Pulling a fresh bar of soap out of the cabinet under the sink, he ripped open the box and began lathering it under the running water. He glanced up in the mirror to see the trepidation in her eyes. After several seconds, he turned with soap in hand.
"Open up."
Lilly glanced at his face and back at the bar of soap. She wanted so badly to refuse and run back downstairs, but part of her knew she pushed him to the limit. For some strange reason, she knew a part of her wanted him to follow through, to show her that he would always be there and be the person that always followed through for her, both for good and bad. She slowly opened her mouth and squeezed her eyes shut.
"That's my good girl," Jake soothed, so happy she wasn't fighting him. He stuck the bar in half way and told her to bite down. He grabbed her under the arms and lifted her to sit on the counter. "You have three minutes. I want you think about how you should speak to people, especially guests in our home. I won't put up with swearing. You and I have spoken about this before. And I definitely will not put up with disrespect. Do you understand?" Lilly nodded her head, a fat tear rolling down her cheek. "Good girl. Stay here and think. When your time is up, we will finish your spanking."
Jake walked out to the bedroom and pulled back the covers on her half of the bed. He knew she would be exhausted after her punishment and figured it would be a good time for her to take a nap and rest. He glanced at his watch, noting just over a minute had passed.
Lilly couldn't believe how disgusting this soap was in her mouth. She ached to spit the thing out in the sink and wash her mouth out for the next hour to rid herself of the taste. Sitting on the counter, with the bar in her mouth, made her feel even more childish. She couldn't wait for this to be over and for Jake to hold her in his arms telling her he forgave her.
"Alright sweetheart, time's up," Jake noted, glancing at his watch as he walked back into the bathroom. Lilly was still sitting on the counter and glanced up at him, clear remorse in her eyes. Both eyes were red-rimmed from crying and soap was running down her chin. He couldn't believe how sweet and innocent she looked to him that moment. He pulled the soap out of her mouth and set her on the floor in front of the sink as he filled up a Dixie cup with water. "Rinse up quickly." He knew he had to remain firm for the rest of this lesson. He steadied himself as she continued to spit in the sink, trying to rid herself of the distasteful soap. After a moment, he grabbed her arm and started pulling her towards the bedroom. "Come on young lady, let's get this taken care of right now. The sooner the better."
Pulling her back towards the bed, he sat down at the ottoman on the foot and placed her over his lap. Her pants and panties had fallen to her ankles. He tightened his hold around her waist and picked up the hairbrush.
"Lilly, give me your hand," he demanded, reaching by her side. She placed her hand in his. She was already sniffling and wiping her face with her other hand. He took a deep breath before making his intent known. "Lilly, I'm not going to go easy on you this time. I know you are feeling guilty about what happened. There is going to be a point where you think you cannot take anymore. 'm going to give you more. I would never seriously harm you, but I will make sure this does not happen again. You're going to get a long hard paddling with this hairbrush and then I'm going to take off my belt and give you twenty with that as well."
Before Lilly could even process his words, he began paddling in earnest. He didn't start with any type of warm up, but then again maybe that's what the hand spanking he already gave her was supposed to be. She knew she deserved this, but as the hard strikes continued, she was doing everything she could to move out the way of the heavy wood.
"Jake! Please! I can't take anymore!" She knew her backside must be bruised by now owing to how hard and fast he was smacking it. She had a death grip on his pant leg and was sobbing into his calf.
After a couple of minutes of solid, fast spanking, Jake stopped to survey the damage. Her bottom was a deep, dark red, with a faint purple patch just under the curve of the bottom. At first glance, he felt he had gone a little overboard. He hated to leave such an array of marks, but he knew some marks would be better than the memory and traumatization of a rape. Lilly was sobbing over his knee, struggling to catch her breath. He rubbed her back in circles to calm her before they continued.
"Going forward, when I tell you not to go somewhere or not to do something, you need to understand that I'm looking out for you. I will not stand by and watch you put yourself in danger or in a bad situation. I give you rules and boundaries to protect you and because I care for you more than anything else in the world. Do you understand?"
"Y-y-yes," she whispered.
"Yes what?"
"Yes Sir," Lilly answered softly.
Jake smiled in approval at her submission. His heart was burning with desire to love and ravish this sweet girl putting herself in his hands.
"Good girl," he purred, leaning down to kiss her shoulder. "You don't know how much you mean to me, baby. I will be your lover, your friend, your mentor, and anything else you want me to be, so that you need to make sure you know you are taken care of every single day. And because I care so much for you, I'm going to finish this punishment just as I started it. I want you to know I will be firm with you, but always considering your needs. I know there's a part of you that still feels a little guilty. I'm going to lay you over the edge of the bed and give you twenty strokes with my belt. After that's over, we are laying this whole issue to rest. You are completely forgiven and it never needs to be mentioned again. You hear me?" As he spoke, he lifted her off of his lap to rest her on the bed, her hips situated over a pillow at the edge of the bed. He leaned down to her face to hear her answer.
Lilly gave him a watery grin and nodded. She couldn't believe she would ever want to be in this position, must less getting the spanking of her life. But she knew Jake was going to take better care of her than anyone else ever had, and she wanted nothing more than to please him. She locked her hands together under her chin, vowing to herself to keep them out of the way. She'd never experienced his belt before, and to say she was nervous was quite the understatement; especially considering the current condition of her backside.
"From now on I want you to answer me with words, young lady. No more head nods or shoulder shrugs. There will be no confusion about the rules and consequences going forward."
"Yes I understand," she said with as much conviction she could muster. "Thank you for forgiving me. I didn't know anyone could love me this much." Lilly's eyes began watering again as he leaned back down to her face, resting a hand on her swollen behind.
"Words can't describe how much I love you," Jake answered, kissing her temple and pulling himself back to finish the punishment.
Each belt stroke felt like a line of fire striking her behind. She didn't know how she made it through all twenty of them, but as soon as Jake cracked the last one, he threw the belt to the side and threw his arm around her waist, kissing her face and hair. Without a word, he gathered her into his arms and moved her to the head of the bed. Spooning her from behind, he rubbed her hip and thigh until she nodded off to sleep Gathering himself, he strode to the bathroom to get some cream for her behind.
---oOo---
Lilly tried to get comfortable at the kitchen table Even with the two hour nap after her spanking, sh
e couldn't believe how sore she was She'd shyly glanced at Andrew and Sara when she returned to the kitchen, knowing they must've heard the entire ordeal upstairs after breakfast. Surprisingly, both of them just smiled as Jake added an extra cushion to her chair. Jake kissed her cheek, asking her what type of sandwich she would like for lunch.
Her mind kept replaying everything that happened since that summer. None of it would have happened if her car hadn't broken down in the sweltering Texas heat. She laughed to herself thinking about how much had changed since then. A voice broke her out of her reverie. She glanced up to see Sara staring at her nervously.
"So I was wondering if you would want to be my bridesmaid?"
Lilly realized Sara was trying to talk to her while she'd been lost in thought. "I'm sorry, what?"
Sara's face fell slightly when she realized Lilly wasn't even listening to her. "I said," she paused, hoping she wouldn't be turned down. "I was hoping you might be my bridesmaid." Before Lilly could say anything, Sara continued, "I mean, the only other girls that will be there are my step sister and Andrew's cousin. I don't really have many close friends, and I thought... well, I hoped that since we've kind of become friends and all that..."
"Of course!" Lilly jumped up and ran around the table to hug Sara.
Both girls stood up and began jumping in circles while holding each other at arm's length.
Andrew grinned. He looked over at Jake, giving him a knowing smile. "I think we are going to have our hands full with these two,"
"Yes we sure will!"
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The Wild Cat and the Sheriff by India Heath
The year is 1885, and the little town of St Elmo, Colorado is forced to take notice of the new girl in town. The feisty Eliza Cooper encourages a group of women to demonstrate outside the saloon, where they voice their protests about the sin of gambling and alcohol. Sheriff Vince Turner arrives to break up the rowdy demonstration, and Eliza gives him so much sass she finds herself hoisted over his shoulder and carried off to the jailhouse where she earns herself the first of many a spanking over the big sheriff's lap. Despite her outrage, Eliza can't ignore the spark of attraction towards Vince, and when the handsome lawman asks her out to dinner, she is delighted. The two are well matched, but Eliza just can't seem to keep out of trouble. She has an attitude, a fiery temper, and can be an uncontrollable brat. But it seems that now she is the Sheriff's girl, she has at last found someone to tame her, someone who is caring and protective, someone who excels in showing her the many delicious ways a man can please his woman...
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