"Have you had enough now, Holly Danielle?" Rob asked quietly.
"Yes, Rob. I'm so sorry!" she bawled.
"This isn't the end of your punishment," he warned, standing her on her feet. He took her over to her dressing table and pulled out the bench. "Put your hands flat on the bench," he instructed. "Spread your feet farther apart." He went into their bathroom and returned in just a few seconds. "Beck had days to worry and dread and fret. You are going to spend one hour wishing for every second to pass quickly, young lady. Your hands are not to leave this bench. Your feet are not to leave the floor. Each time it happens, you will receive ten licks with my belt at the end of the hour. Ten times, one hundred licks... Do you understand?" he asked, wanting to make sure she knew he was serious. "I'm going to put this cream all over you, and it's going to burn like fire, especially where you've been spanked. You are going to endure every second of it, praying for the hour to end. I feel this is just a small taste of what Beck went through, looking over her shoulder, afraid that someone was going to jump out at her at any second."
"Please don't, Rob! I hate that stuff... It burns too much..." Holly protested.
Rob gave her ten hard spanks. "Hold still, young lady. You are being punished, and this is part of the punishment. If you don't cooperate, we'll do the spanking and this all over again tomorrow, and we might anyway if I don't see a lot of remorse."
Holly cried, but stood still as Rob rubbed the burning ointment into her bottom and down her thighs. He applied it heavily, and made sure he didn't miss one single spot, and then, to her embarrassment, he made sure to put ointment between her legs, covering her sensitive sex. And, even worse, his hands spread her cheeks apart, and he coated her there as well, making sure his finger dipped inside to burn her bum. The pain was intense by the time he finished and announced her hour was starting. She cried, and swayed, and did her very best to keep her hands and feet where they were supposed to be, but she simply couldn't help herself. Her right foot came up, and then her left, as she tried to dance away the pain.
"That's twenty... and you might as well know that extras all go to the sit spot, Holly. You won't be sitting for a good long while. Well, let me amend that... You will be sitting, but you won't enjoy it."
"Rob, I can't stand this! Please? I need to wash it off! I'm so miserable!"
"Do you think Beck was miserable?" he asked.
"Yes... I'm sorry, and I swear I will never do anything like this again. I promise. Please, honey, if you love me, let me shower... Please? I'm begging you!" she pleaded.
"It's been ten minutes, Holly. You have fifty more minutes to go, and a strapping to get through. And that makes ten more," he added when she raised her foot again."
"I can't do this, Honey! I'm begging you. Please, have mercy!"
"Stop whining. You are going to take your punishment, and if you keep begging for it to stop, we're going to add another layer of ointment and you'll stand there for another hour afterwards. Not another word, Holly. Think about your actions and WHY you are being punished."
Holly was miserable, and didn't know how she was going to stand here for the rest of the time. She wanted to rage at Rob, and the only reason she didn't was because she knew she'd behaved badly. Still, this was more than painful, and the cream made the spanking burn even worse. She was having trouble standing still, and she was afraid her skin was going to blister from the ointment. It was a terrible feeling. She found it even harder to keep her mouth shut, but the threat of doing this all over again made her try to remain silent. She couldn't help groaning, and finally, she was sobbing and crying from the effort of standing still. All she could do was wiggle her butt around and try to relieve the sting that way, but it didn't help all that much. The heat simply seemed to grow in intensity.
Rob could see that Holly was sweating and it was all she could do to stand in one spot. She knew her tears were genuine, and he had no doubt she was regretting her actions. She had another twenty minutes to go, and he wasn't going to spare her one second of it. Nor was he going to skip the extras she'd earned. Holly needed to learn a valuable lesson today, and he was determined she would.
Holly was sure that she'd been standing for well over an hour, but Rob still hadn't said a word to her since telling her to be quiet. Surely he wouldn't leave her standing for longer...? She grit her teeth, praying the torture would end soon. She was still burning unbearably, and longed for the relief a shower would bring. The minutes continued to tick by, and still he said nothing. Holly was nearing her breaking point and was afraid she was going to scream any second. Her back was itching, and she was one big toothache. Her sensitive tissues were burning, and she couldn't help crying. She needed relief in the worst possible way.
"You stay in place, Holly, and we'll get your extras over with right now," Rob finally spoke to her.
"Honey, please! I need to wash this stuff off! I am in serious pain! Please don't use your belt now!" she begged.
"You've added another ten, Holly. Want to go for fifty?" he asked firmly.
"Noooo!" She was going to die! She was positive of it. She heard Rob slide the belt through the loops on his jeans and shuddered. On her already burning skin, his belt would be excruciating.
"I want you to prove that you are sincerely sorry, Holly Danielle. If you take these extras without getting out of place, this will be the end of your punishment. If you move, we'll repeat this lesson all over again tomorrow. Do you understand?" he asked.
"Yes. I won't move," she whispered, praying she could keep her promise.
Rob doubled his belt and gave her one lick across her left sit spot. Holly gasped in pain, but she stayed in place. The second landed on top of the first. She continued to stand there. He smiled in approval, and gave her three to the other side.
Holly felt as though her knees were going to buckle. She'd only had six and there was thirty-four more to go! She was never going to make it!
Rob knew Holly was at her breaking point. She was visibly shaking, and he knew he had to get the spanking over with as quickly as possible. "You've done well, honey. I'm going to help you with the rest," he said softly and wrapped his arm around her waist to give her support. He spanked quickly, and just hard enough to impart a good sting. As sore as she was, she would never realize how gentle he was being. "That's the last one, honey. You did well. It's done now," Rob said comfortingly, and helped her stand up.
Holly rested against him, and sobbed as if her heart was breaking. She was shaking and felt almost sick. "I'm so sorry," she whispered.
"I know you are, baby. It's all forgiven now. Just relax. I'm here and I'll take good care of you." He helped her into the bathroom, and instead of running a shower, he filled the tub and added her favorite bubble stuff. "You'll be fine in a little bit. We'll make sure the burning stuff is washed off, and then I'll tuck you in bed."
Holly did her best to stop crying, but she hurt so much, and the whole experience was so emotional. She felt truly punished for what she did, but strangely enough, she felt loved and cherished. Rob looked upset, and she abruptly realized how hard it was for him to be so firm with her. She reached out to take his hand. "I love you, Rob."
He smiled. "I love you, too, baby. Nothing has changed."
"Yes, it has changed... I've changed, inside. I trust you. I really and truly trust you. I know that you'll always love me and take care of me... even when I mess up like I did. I feel safe with you."
Rob saw the look of love in her green eyes and he felt his heart swell. While it wouldn't do to tell Holly, his sister was right after all. All Holly needed was a spanking or two to feel loved, and firm lines to make her feel safe. He was a happy man, and confident there would never be talk of divorce in his home again. "You'll always be safe in my heart, Holly."
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"Oh goodness! This box is huge!" Becky said with a big smile. "It's not even my birthday or Christmas...!"
"Open it!" Holly insisted, laughing. "I couldn't wait until C
hristmas to give it to you."
Rob was beaming, and Trevor prayed that Becky loved whatever was in the box. The two women had been getting along so well, and he didn't want anything to spoil the peace.
Becky gently tore off the wrapping paper and opened the box, and pulled away the tissue paper and her mouth fell open in shock and surprise. Her eyes flew to Trevor's, and she pulled the quilted wall hanging out of the box to hold it up. "I don't believe this!" she whispered.
"You don't like it!" Holly was crushed.
"No! I love it...!" Becky assured her, then put the quilt over one arm and stood up. She took Holly's hand and pulled her along upstairs. "You are not going to believe this, Holly!" she giggled. She opened the door to the room she used for sewing and crafts, and walked over to a table. "This is for you... I've been working on it for weeks now... It's almost done!"
It was Holly's turn to gape. "Oh my! They're exactly alike!" she exclaimed. "Did you order a kit from a magazine?" she asked
"I did," Becky laughed. "This is wonderful!"
The two men looked at each other and grinned as the sisters-in-law started talking about their new passion, quilting."
"I don't think we're going to have any more problems with those two instigators, Rob," Trevor commented.
"We know how to fix it if we do," Rob chuckled, and then said, "Want to watch the game, Trevor? They're going to be talking for a while..."
The End
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
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