“My second rule is no being disrespectful to me, and that includes disrespect by making decisions without consulting me. I was upset that you’d hired those movers and spent so much money on their services without talking to me about it first. That can’t happen anymore.”
“So I have to ask you about every decision related to our life?” Her voice rose and her attitude suddenly made an appearance, so he made sure she remembered where she was, and why.
Smack.
He gave her a sharp tap on her right cheek. “Don’t be ridiculous, Nancy. I don’t want you to call me every time you buy something, but I do want you to use common sense. You know me, and you know what upsets me. Can you honestly say that you thought I would want movers, strangers, to move all of our belongings into our new house without us here to supervise?”
She squirmed under his hand, no doubt uncomfortable with his direct questioning. “No. I knew you wouldn’t be thrilled with that part. I just didn’t want to drive our truck by myself so hiring movers was the only solution I had to make sure the three of us could make the trip together.”
“See, your concerns make sense, and if you’d talked to me about it I might have agreed with you. Or I might have come up with another way, but you didn’t give me the opportunity to do either of those things. You just made the decision and moved on. That’s not going to happen anymore, correct?”
She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He obviously had gotten through to her because her voice wavered ever so slightly when she answered. “Correct. I won’t make big decisions without talking to you anymore.”
“And you’ll be respectful to me and others? That’s really not an issue for you, Nancy, but I want to make sure you understand that it’s part of the rule.”
“Yes, I’ll be respectful to you and everyone else.”
“Okay, that’s it for now. Are you ready for your punishment?”
“Wait, that’s it?” She twisted and looked up at him. “Two rules?”
“How many rules do you think you need, Nancy? You’re a grown woman. No lying and no being disrespectful covers a lot of things and, more importantly, the two issues that need to be addressed in our marriage right now.”
She considered it for a second before nodding. “I guess you’re right. I wouldn’t like it if you made rules for everything.” She took a deep breath before leaning forward and placing her hands on the floor. “I’m ready for my punishment.”
Even though she sounded confident, Sebastian felt her tummy trembling against his legs. He took a deep breath and raised his hand, bringing it swiftly down on her behind with a loud crack.
“Ow!” Nancy yelped. “It hurts.”
“It’s supposed to hurt,” he replied, lifting his hand again and leaving a matching pink mark on the other side. “What you did was very wrong. You lied to me and to Brent Carmichael to get what you wanted.”
He kept spanking, alternating sides, as he lectured. “That’s not how grown-ups act, is it, Nancy? We don’t hide things and sneak around behind people’s backs, do we?”
“Noooo,” she wailed, struggling to stay still as he rained smacks down upon her bottom. “Please stop, Sebastian.”
“No, Nancy. I can’t stop until I’m sure you’re aware of your mistake and won’t be doing it again.” He moved down to the lower part of her behind, where her round cheeks flowed into her smooth thighs. Sit spots, Jonathon had called them. “If I don’t thoroughly punish you, the Disciplinary Board will.”
“I won’t lie ever again, I promise, Sebastian!”
He didn’t stop spanking despite her promise. There was something else he was waiting for before her punishment ended, and he wasn’t going to tell her what it was. She needed to figure it out for herself.
Again and again Sebastian raised and lowered his hand, turning every inch of her rear a rosy shade of pink, looping an arm around her waist to hold her in place when she tried to wiggle away.
Finally she cried out, “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry, Sebastian.”
He halted the spanking right away, but didn’t let her sit up. Instead he gently ran his hand over her reddened flesh. “What are you sorry for, Nancy?”
Sniffles rose up from below as she struggled to catch her breath. “I’m sorry I lied and tricked you into moving here without telling you the truth about Corbin’s Bend. I’m sorry I lied to Brent and forged your application. I’m sorry for everything!”
His hand stilled on her behind, concern flashing through him. “Are you sorry you gave your consent to domestic discipline?”
If she was and didn’t want to move forward in this lifestyle, they would have to move. Sebastian didn’t know where that would leave their relationship, either. Now that he’d gotten used to the idea, he really wanted to give it a try. Especially since he’d just administered his first punishment. It seemed weird to feel good about spanking his wife, but that was the truth. He knew she’d heard what he was saying when he was punishing her bottom, and he believed she was truly sorry for her actions.
At least it had felt good before she’d said she was sorry for everything.
“No, I’m not sorry I gave my consent. I meant I’m sorry for manipulating you and just going ahead and doing whatever I want, without talking to you about what you want. I’m so selfish. I’m the worst wife ever!” Her tears turned to full out sobbing and Sebastian knew she needed the reassurance of his arms. He pulled her up and settled her in his lap, holding her tightly as she clung to his chest and wept.
“You are most certainly not the worst wife ever.” He ran his fingers through her long blonde hair as he consoled her. “You’re normally a wonderful wife, a great mother, and a brilliant doctor. You just lost your head for a bit there, but now we’re going to get everything straightened out, right?”
It took a few minutes for Nancy to answer but she finally agreed with a nod. The old Sebastian would have felt awful that she’d become so upset and promptly swept all of their unresolved problems under the rug just to stop the crying. Now he understood that they needed to face their issues, and in this case her guilt was well deserved. She’d lied, and now she had to deal with the consequences of her actions.
“Let’s go over the rules again so I’m sure you remember them.”
“No lying and no disrespect,” she replied. Her sobs had ended, but she still sounded miserable.
“Correct. No lying to anyone, even if it puts you in an awkward position, and no being disrespectful to anyone. We will be returning to this chair if either of those happens.”
“I understand, Sebastian.” Her death grip had loosened, but she still held on to him like he was her lifeline in a storm. He couldn’t remember the last time they’d sat like this, her hanging on to him like she needed him just to breathe. So often over the past few years they’d passed each other like roommates every morning or evening, only sharing an hour or two here or there, and moments of intimacy were relegated to their bi-weekly love making sessions that sometimes felt more routine than he’d have liked.
“Brent and Jonathon also made a few suggestions that I agree with and want to talk to you about.” He paused, bracing for her reaction. “The first is having regular maintenance sessions.”
“Why do they think that?” She didn’t ask what that meant, which showed Sebastian how thoroughly she’d researched the lifestyle.
“They think it will help establish my dominant role. Since this is a pretty big change for us, and there’s a lot going on in our lives with the move and your new job, Brent thought this would make sure we didn’t slide back into old habits.”
Nancy cringed when he said Brent’s name, probably embarrassed that the man who’d interviewed her for her job thought she needed to be spanked on a regular basis. But, she didn’t argue.
“Okay, that makes sense, I guess.”
Good, one hurdle down, though Sebastian knew the next one would be bigger.
“Jonathon also suggested that you delay your start date at work
so we could have a week to adjust to the new town and settle in.”
“What?” She sat up and shook her head. “No, I can’t ask Mr. Scott to push back my start date. That wouldn’t be right.”
“Well, it’s already been done, and he agreed.” Sebastian braced for the outburst he knew was coming.
“Sebastian! You can’t just go messing with my job. I can’t imagine what he must think of me!” She tried to pull away from him and stand up, but he didn’t let her. “Let me up. I have to go call him and apologize for your interference.”
“You’re not calling him, Nancy. I’ve already spoken with him and explained that the move was a little rougher than we anticipated and he agreed that you would start a week from Monday.”
“I can’t believe you did that! You made me look terrible!” She looked ready to spit fire, but then her words sank in. “Did you do that to get back at me?”
That was it! Sebastian flipped her back over his knee and spanked her behind several times in rapid succession, eliciting a shriek from Nancy as she tried to get away.
“I’m sorry!” she cried. “I’m sorry for being disrespectful!”
He sat her back up and held her face in his hands. “You need to trust in my decisions, Nancy. I didn’t ask them to postpone your start date to be vindictive. I love you and would never do that to you. I asked because I truly believe you, Chloe and I need to spend some time together as a family, getting to explore the town and finishing up the house. We’ve had a crazy few weeks and a few days of downtime would be great, don’t you think?”
She let out a sigh, and he knew she’d capitulated. Not that it mattered. It was already done.
“When you put it that way, yes, I agree. I just feel bad for making them wait even longer. And I had a meeting scheduled for first thing Monday morning with Mr. Scott to discuss the details of the position and get a tour from him.”
“Yes, Philip told me about your meeting, and I agreed that you could go to that. He said he expects it to take until about eleven. Then you can come home and we’ll go shopping so we can decorate the house, and your new office.” He gave her a light kiss and smiled. “Now, are we done with this discussion and are you set on what’s going on next week?”
“Yes, Sebastian.” She wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his chest again, hiding her face before her next admission. “You’re right. It will be good to have time off to get settled in our new home.”
He chuckled at her quick reversal of opinion. It seemed like a bit of discipline and dominance would change their marriage for the better.
Another upside to the spanking, and all the squirming Nancy had done, was the fact that he was more turned on than he’d been in what felt like forever. His cock had been hard since shortly after he began the spanking, but the longer they sat there, the more painful his erection became, until he couldn’t ignore it any longer.
“I need you,” he said, breathing in her lemon and sage scented shampoo. A smell that always reminded Sebastian of his wife. If she said ‘no’, he’d abide by that, but he really hoped she wouldn’t.
“Yes, I need you too.” Nancy sat up and slid off his lap to her knees, reaching for the waistband of the loose shorts he’d thrown on after his shower. He lifted his hips so she could slide them down his legs to the floor. Standing, she kicked off her panties, which were still around her knees, and hiked up her skirt.
He started to ask her if she was ready, but she surprised him by sliding onto him in one stroke. The easy glide through her wetness was proof enough of how much the spanking turned her on as well. They both groaned when she slid up, one hand on his shoulder for balance, the other holding her skirt in a ball at her waist.
The sight of her taking her pleasure drove his arousal even higher. Her hair was a mess from hanging upside down over his knee and her cheeks still held tracks from her tears. Despite all that, or maybe because of it, Sebastian thought she’d never looked sexier.
She rose until barely an inch of him remained inside of her, then slammed down, grinding her clit on the patch of hair at the base of his cock.
“Baby, that feels so good.” He couldn’t help but moan at the sensation of her warmth surrounding him fully. He grabbed two handfuls of her ass, still warm from her punishment, and held on, helping her raise and lower herself on his shaft. Urging her to move faster as his climax approached.
“I know,” she breathed, riding him harder and harder until she lost her rhythm completely. Her pussy tightened around his length, squeezing his own orgasm out of him. They finished together, both sweaty and breathing hard, clinging to each other for support before Nancy collapsed against his chest in a heap.
“That was amazing,” she said, her inner walls still twitching, prolonging his pleasure.
“You can say that again. I’m sorry it didn’t last longer, but you just felt too good to resist.”
“I couldn’t last any longer either, and it was just what I needed.” Her words reassured Sebastian that he was doing the right thing.
Even after talking to Jonathon and taking pages of notes, he’d still worried that he’d screw it all up or irreparably harm his marriage, despite the fact that he knew Nancy wanted DD. Hearing, and experiencing for himself, how happy it made her took the last of his doubts away. They were in the right place and on the right path, and everything would only get better.
Chapter 7
Nancy approached the clinic bright and early Monday morning trying to calm her nerves. After her punishment Saturday night, they’d spent a wonderfully relaxing Sunday together, mostly lounging around the house while occasionally doing a random chore here and there. She’d been so at ease, all the tension she’d been carrying for weeks, gone. Having Sebastian take on this new role had changed the dynamic between them overnight.
She pulled open the glass doors at the entrance to the dome shaped building, stopping at the admissions area to let them know she’d arrived. After a brief wait, a tall man with short dark hair and an impeccably tailored suit came out of the back and headed straight for her, hand outstretched in greeting.
“Ah, Dr. Zeal, so nice to meet you. I’m Philip Scott, Clinic Administrator.”
Nancy stood and took his hand, fighting back the butterflies in her stomach. She hadn’t started a new job in years, having accepted a position at the hospital where she’d interned. Plus, a clinic was a completely different setting than the hospital and she had a lot to learn about how they worked.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Scott, and please call me Nancy.”
After a brief, but firm, handshake, he turned back to the door he’d just come through. “Let’s go sit and chat in my office. How was your trip out here?”
He held the door open for her then led her upstairs to his office on the second floor. The building was definitely unusual and seeing it in person for the first time made Nancy want to work here even more. The pictures online hadn’t done it justice.
“It was good. We took three days to make the whole journey since we had our five year old daughter.”
They settled into chairs, him behind the desk and her in front. For some reason Nancy couldn’t shake the anxiety that simmered in her belly. Mr. Scott seemed perfectly nice, although he hadn’t asked her to call him Philip, but he definitely wasn’t what she’d call laid back. He exuded authority without even trying. She had a suspicion he liked to keep things professional between himself and his employees, which would be quite a change from the close friendships she’d had at the hospital.
“How are you settling into Corbin’s Bend?”
“We only got in on Friday, but so far so good.” His questions made her even more jumpy even though they were simple pleasantries. She didn’t want to think about the past few weeks. It was in the past and she just wanted to move forward. “The town’s beautiful and Chloe, my daughter, will love growing up here. It’s very different from the urban area we came from.”
“I’m new to the area myself, but
you’re right, it certainly is beautiful and seems to be a wonderful place to raise a family.” He peered at her like he could see all her secrets, which couldn’t possibly be true. It was just her guilty conscience creeping into her thoughts. “And how does your husband like it here?”
Wow. Nancy didn’t know how to take Mr. Scott’s last question. Did she give him a bland, generic answer and hope he moved on, or did she tell him the truth? Maybe he was already aware of the situation since he’d spoken to Sebastian on Saturday. Was this a test to see if she’d try to cover up her behavior? She’d promised Sebastian not to lie to anyone…
“My husband actually grew up in a small town, so he’s enjoying being out of the city, but we did have a bit of an incident over the weekend that I’m sure he told you about when you spoke.” She tried to gloss over the details but still stick to the spirit of the rule, if not the letter.
Unfortunately, her vague admission didn’t appear to ring any bells for Mr. Scott. “No, your husband didn’t mention any issues. We had a brief conversation about postponing your start date so you could spend some time with your family but that was all we discussed.” His gaze focused and pinned Nancy in her seat. All she wanted in that moment was to take back her words but, she reminded herself, she promised to be honest with everyone, even if it made her uncomfortable. “Is there something I need to be informed of?”
The command in his voice had her speaking without realizing what came out. “Well, ah, no. I mean, yes. I guess I need to tell you because I promised… I’m really sorry Sebastian called you himself about moving my first day, though I’m very glad you agreed to the plan.”
“There’s nothing to apologize for, Nancy. Your HOH felt like it would be in the best interests of your family to have a few days to adjust to a cross-country move, and I happened to agree. That was completely appropriate.” He paused, his expression growing sterner, though Nancy wasn’t sure how that was even possible. “Now, what do you need to tell me, Nancy?”
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