“Sorry, sir.”
“I know, baby. But you know what’s going to happen next, don’t you?” he asked in a stern voice.
Ally nodded. “You’re going to spank me.”
“I sure am. I can’t have you keeping things from me, sweetheart. That’s not the way our marriage works. So I want you to go and wait in the corner of the living room. I’m going to go and get your paddle.”
Ally winced at that announcement but obediently moved into the living room and stood with her nose against the corner. Why, oh why hadn’t she spoken up instead of cancelling that appointment? She knew this is where she was going to end up and now she’d have to spend the next couple of days being very uncomfortable as she worked on a sore bottom.
“Okay, sweet, come here,” Jake ordered.
Ally turned to find him sitting on the sofa, the paddle he’d bought for her sitting on the cushion beside him. Ally gulped but walked towards him obediently. Jake held out his hand and helped her lie across his lap, her body supported by the sofa, her bottom perfectly positioned for punishment.
Jake started in immediately, smacking her steadily with his hand. Ally clenched her teeth, trying to hold back her cries of pain, but soon she was sobbing, her feet kicking slightly against the cushions of the sofa.
“I really wish I didn’t have to do this, Ally,” Jake said, stopping for a moment. “But I want you to learn this lesson and having a sore bottom for the next few days will hopefully remind you to talk to your husband. Now, do you need me to hold your hands?”
“Yes, please,” she replied, sniffling. She placed her hands behind her back and Jake gathered them together, holding her wrists with one hand. The other wielded the paddle.
“Ow, ow, ow, Jake, please no. Please stop,” she cried after the first ten punishing slaps. Her butt was screaming with pain, tears running down her cheeks.
“Sorry, sweetheart, this is going to be a hard one,” he said grimly, never wavering as he continued to slap the paddle down on her defenceless buttocks over and over as she sobbed loudly.
Suddenly, she was picked up and turned in his arms, her legs on either side of his lap as he held her close. Jake rocked her, crooning to her softly as she cried her heart out against his chest.
He ran his hand over her back, up and down as he murmured to her soothingly. Eventually Ally calmed enough to pull back and wipe the tears from her eyes. She looked up at Jake, seeing the concern in his eyes.
“I’m okay,” she said, trying to ease his worry.
He smiled, the skin around his eyes crinkling. “That’s my girl. I think an early bedtime is in order, though. I want you to go put your nightie on and go to the bathroom. I’ll be in to tuck you in soon.”
Ally climbed from his lap. “Yes, sir,” she said tiredly.
She got ready for bed slowly, not relishing the idea of spending the evening alone in bed. She wasn’t allowed to read or watch television after being punished; Jake believed it was beneficial for her to think about why she’d been punished and how she could avoid it in the future.
But as she climbed under the sheets and laid her head on the pillow, she was shocked to find her eyelids closing.
She forced her eyes open as she felt Jake sit beside her. He ran his hand over her hair and leaning down, kissed her forehead.
“My precious baby girl. How I love you.”
With a small smile, Ally let herself drift off to sleep.
Table of Contents
Warning
Copyright
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
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