Lexi pouted as she folded her hands behind her head and pressed her face into the corner. A left over tear trickled down her cheek but she didn’t bother to wipe it away. There would be plenty more to replace it later. Her ass was throbbing and she didn’t think she could handle another punishment. Of course, in an hour, it would feel slightly better. Then JT would wield the paddle or the belt and she’d be back in the corner, waiting for the next one, praying for the paddle instead of the belt.
It was a truly diabolical punishment. The waiting, knowing what was coming, made the punishment a million times worse.
JT’s apathy wasn’t helping. He sat at his desk, working, making phone calls, as though he didn’t have a nude woman with a bright red bottom standing in the corner. The only time he acknowledged her at all was when she was being spanked.
Lexi felt another tear trickle down. She pressed her forehead to the wall and tried to think of the ten reasons she was glad she was getting spanked before the egg timer went off again.
***
JT struggled to pull Lexi’s squirming form back over his desk. She was trying to escape during the grand finale and he wasn’t having it. He wrapped an arm around her waist and slapped the paddle down on her backside for the 26th time. Lexi had gotten hysterical after she realized that she was getting more than 20. At thirty, he threw down the paddle and reached for the belt.
“Now we’re going to go over your ten reasons.” JT folded the belt in half. “Every time I smack you, I want one of the reasons you deserved this.”
Lexi nodded meekly and winced as the belt came down. “Concerts are bad for my recovery. That’s why you said no.”
“Good girl,” the belt connected again and Lexi shrieked.
“I need boundaries.” Another crack. “I take dangerous risks and you’re trying to protect me.” She clenched her teeth as the belt landed again. “I’m self destructive and its unacceptable behavior, which you told me before.” One by one, Lexi gave JT the reasons for spanking her. This time, when the tears started again, it wasn’t mainly from the pain. Instead, it was from the fact that even though she was telling JT what she wanted to hear, he knew she realized it was all true. They came to the final smack. “You do it because you care about me.”
“Very true.” JT dropped the belt on the desk in front of him. He helped Lexi to a sit in his lap and wrapped his arms around her as she cried it out on his shoulder. He continued to stroke her, rocking her in his arms until she started to doze off. He stood with her still in his arms. “I’m bringing you upstairs to take a nap.”
“Ok,” she muttered sleepily against his shoulder. He draped the robe over her and walked her up the stairs. He slid her under the sheets and watched as she nestled underneath. Then he stripped out of his clothes and followed her in. He let out a contended groan as he pressed his swollen cock against her overheated backside. He wrapped his arms around her, cupping one hand around her breast and the other over her mound in an openly sexual way. When she woke, JT was determined that she would understand they would be resuming all the aspects of their relationship. He spooned her close and hoped for a short nap.
***
“We need to discuss the rest of your punishment.”
Lexi stilled in JT’s arms, the afterglow of their lovemaking dimming at his announcement. “What?”
JT tightened his grip. “You openly defied me and risked your health and safety the second you got released to regular physical activities. That’s not happening again.”
Lexi’s eyes filled up and she tried to pull away from JT. “You spanked me all morning for it. Please, JT, I learned my lesson. I’ll never do it again.”
“I wish I could believe you.” He pushed Lexi onto her back to he could look down on her. “But I can’t, so you’re grounded for the week.”
Lexi took a deep breath. Getting grounded wasn’t so bad. “OK”
JT went on, “and, because you’re clearly incapable of behaving when you’re not nursing a sore bottom, you’ll be getting regular spankings to make sure you stay on the right track.”
“Regular spankings?”
“A minimum of one a day, with more added as I see fit.” He gave her a stern look as she started to shake her head. “It’s not up for negotiation Lexi. You pushed me to get strict with you and now it’s happening. After the week, we’ll see if you can manage to remember to behave without a daily reminder.”
Lexi crossed her arms over her chest and blinked back tears. She wanted to argue, but JT was right. The throb of her recent spanking reminded her of what would happen if she pushed him too far. JT was going to spank her whether she agreed with it or not and she would have to live with it.
***
When Lexi woke up the following morning, she was feeling stoic about her impending punishment. She’d decided she would be as well behaved as possible for the week and hopefully, JT would take it easy on her. As soon as she walked out of the bathroom after brushing her teeth, she realized what a futile hope that was. He was already seated in a chair, her hairbrush in his hand.
He smiled when he saw her staring at it. “I figured I’d test this one on your butt this morning.” He patted his knee and Lexi reluctantly trudged forward.
“I’m barely even awake yet,” she muttered as she laid across his lap.
In answer to her complaint, JT slapped her ass with the back of the hairbrush. “I imagine this will help then.” He slapped her again and Lexi yelped. “You planning on behaving today?”
“Yes,” Lexi choked out at the brush connected again.
“Am I going to have to do this to you again today?”
Lexi shook her head and JT smacked her with the brush again. “No,” she clenched her teeth to keep from yelping as he applied ten more, in rapid succession, making sure to hit the welts from the day before.
He tossed the brush back on her vanity before helping her to sit in his lap and going over the rules. “Absolutely no leaving the house, no phone calls with friends, no internet, no television and no visitors.”
Lexi was stricken. “What am I supposed to do all day?”
JT shrugged. “Read, write, look at the window, think of ways you can avoid getting punished in the future.”
“What if someone shows up to visit? Am I just supposed to turn them away?”
“Yes.”
Lexi glared at him, but knew she would follow the rules. Her bottom was killing her and there was no way she would risk adding any additional punishments onto the one she was already guaranteed every day.
And they were guaranteed. Lexi behaved like a perfect angel for the next five days, hoping JT would relent and end her punishment early. He didn’t. Instead, he stuck to the exact same schedule. Every day, he would wake Lexi up at 8, give her a ‘reminder spanking’ and then occasionally check on her to make sure she was following all the rules.
She did. She followed all the rules to a T. She didn’t answer the phone, turned away visitors at the door and spent her time reading, cooking and cleaning. It was surprisingly peaceful and most of the time, her bottom stopped smarting by noon.
And it might have gone on like that if JT hadn’t had to go check on a broken gate at the back third acre.
Her cell phone rang and she answered when JT’s name came up on the display.
“I need you to come meet me here.” He gave brief directions to where he was. Lexi was familiar with the area, having walked the grounds a few times with Raj.
Lexi tilted her head, curious. “Why?”
“Just do it.”
JT sounded frustrated and Lexi didn’t want to take the risk of making him angry. Instead, she did what he said, taking the short walk out to meet him. It was only about a 5 minute walk, but Lexi’s head buzzed with questions as she walked. She shrugged. “Maybe he just needs help with the gate,” she said aloud to herself, enjoying her first time outside in days.
But when she spotted him, she knew he didn’t need help with the gate. He was furious, han
ds on his hips, staring her down.
She approached him nervously. “What’s up?”
He grabbed her by the arm and pointed to the ground. “What is that?”
She followed the direction of his finger and gasped at what she saw. In a small pot, a fledgling pot plan, less than a foot high, was growing. “Pennypinch must have missed one.”
“What?” the question was nearly a shout.
“Please, JT, you have to believe me. Pennypinch had some plants back here months ago. It was only for a night and he moved them all the next day. I had no idea…”
Her excuse was cut off as JT grabbed her by the arm. She let out a startled yelp as he dragged her over to a waist high fence and forced her to bend over it. She flinched as she heard him take off his belt and squeezed her eyes shut, expecting a whipping.
Instead, he used his belt to tie her hands to the bottom rung of the fence. She was completely bent over and unable to stand up. “JT, what are you going to do?”
Instead of answering her, he grabbed the waistband of her jeans and yanked them down, along with her panties, all the way to her ankles. She felt humiliated and completely exposed. They were right out in the open. Anyone could stumble on them. “JT please, not here.”
“What, is this a bad place to punish you? Because you seem to think it’s a great place to store pot.” She heard the snap of a tree branch.
“Please, JT, it was months ago…”
“That’s ironic, because you’re going to be feeling the consequences for months.” She heard a whoosh of air and then something cracked against her backside, causing pain that was a million times worse than the paddle or the belt. She screamed, but her scream was cut off by another lash of the switch, and another and another. It felt like it would never end. JT used the switch ruthlessly, hitting her bottom and the backs of her thighs endlessly. Her bottom felt like it had been stung by a million bees. When the switch he was using broke, he snapped another one off the tree.
Lexi struggled until she was exhausted. If she could have gotten free and run, she would have. But she couldn’t. JT had tied her far too tightly. Her throat was sore from screaming and all she could do when JT started to work on her with the new switch was sob and plead with him to stop.
Her pleas fell on deaf ears. The switching didn’t stop until the second switch broke across her backside. By then, Lexi was fully hysterical. She’d been so good and tried so hard. But no matter what she did, something in her past always came back to bite her.
JT leaned over her and undid the belt. She stood up, not daring to rub her bottom and turned around to face him, her eyes downcast. He gave her a shove. “March,” he ordered. “Back in the house. And get used to being in there. You just added another two weeks onto your grounding.”
Lexi bent down to pull up her pants.
“Leave them down,” JT’s voice was cold. “The walk of shame will do you good.”
Lexi’s face was red from mortification as JT forced her to waddle all the way back to the house, her pants down around her ankles and her punished backside on display. It felt like hours before she made it into the safe confines of the house.
“Get upstairs, get yourself cleaned up and then come down to my office. You’re spending the afternoon in the corner.”
She didn’t answer, just took the stairs gingerly, her bottom screaming in protest the entire way. She had no intention of going to his office.
She was packing instead. She was giving up. No matter how hard she tried, she was never going to be good. During the past week, she’d considered sneaking out a hundred times to go drinking, or telling JT to go fuck himself. Even when she behaved perfectly, something she did in the past would always come back to bite her.
She couldn’t pretend to be perfect, and she could no longer handle the consequences of not being perfect. It only took her a few minutes to pack. She didn’t have very much, just a suitcase full. She hadn’t bought many new clothes, as she was hoping to get back up to her old weight before she did.
She loved him, she really did. And she understood his frustration. But it didn’t matter how many times he spanked her or made her stand in the corner; she was never going to be good enough for him.
She wiped away a tear and let the front door close behind her.
Chapter 13
JT sighed and looked at the clock, feeling an odd pang of guilt. He’d gone back to get rid of the small marijuana plant, then returned to his office expecting to find Lexi waiting for him.
She wasn’t there yet and was probably still upstairs, licking her wounds. He decided to give her a few more minutes to come down. He was going to tell her he’d changed his mind about the additional grounding, as well as the corner time.
He’d been too harsh on her. The punishment was warranted. It was her third strike for having drugs on the property, but as she had told him, the infraction had occurred months ago and wasn’t even entirely her fault. He was positive Althea and that old hippie Pennypinch had been more responsible than Lexi.
She’d been trying so hard to be good too. He could tell that. She was really working hard to stay on track and he was proud of her for that.
As he waited, he decided to cut her grounding short too. The switching she’d received, as well as the embarrassing walk back afterward, would likely guarantee he would never have to deal with any drugs on the property again. Plus she’d been so well behaved during the week of her grounding. She was surprisingly domestic and had really settled into a role in the household. Cooking his meals, cuddling with him at night, talking to him during the day. He didn’t know how he’d gotten by without her before.
He could easily see himself with her for the rest of his life and he realized that he hadn’t given her enough credit for her good behavior. It wasn’t all because he was spanking her either. In fact, he was almost sure she loved him, but wasn’t ready to tell him yet.
He stood up, resigned to going to get her. If she was up to it, he’d take her out to dinner tonight and let her know that all was forgiven. He looked at the blue velvet box on his desk, which contained an impressively sized diamond that he’d been planning on presenting to her during a special night out on Monday.
He would do it tonight instead. He would tell her he loved her, propose, and hope that the welts on her ass didn’t keep her from saying yes.
He took the stairs two at a time, anxious to clear the air. He hadn’t cuddled with her afterwards either. That had been a mistake. He’d do that first, he decided. Then he’d help her put some cold towels on her bottom to take away the sting. He knew it hurt. He’d been through more than a few switchings when he was a kid and that kind of pain was hard to forget.
“Lexi?” he pushed open the door to their bedroom, “Sweetheart, we need to talk.” He entered the room, expecting to find her face down on the bed and sobbing. Instead, it was empty. He pushed his way into the bathroom. “Lexi?” Still empty.
His heart started to pound. Maybe she’d taken off to Raj’s, acting out for the over the top punishment. His chest squeezed. He’d let her get away with leaving the house, even going to Raj’s. The punishment she’d received had been enough.
Then he’d noticed the vanity he’d moved into his room for her. He’d put it in there after telling her she was moving into the master suite. He loved watching her get ready, doing all those cute feminine things she did. It was one of the high points of his day. She’d sit there and pick out little jars of lotion or cream and rub them into her skin while talking to him about any subject that came to mind.
Those lotions and creams were all missing and the vanity was bare, like it had never been used at all. He spun immediately and went to the dresser, yanking open the first drawer specifically reserved for Lexi, usually filled with her undergarments and a completely unnecessary amount of socks, considering all she ever wore was flip-flops or heels.
Empty.
She’d run. He’d pushed her too hard and she’d run away from him. His breathing
was constricted and he was having a hard time calming down. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, hand shaking. She couldn’t have gotten far. She only knew a few people in Austin and she would have gone to them first. She couldn’t drive. He’d taken her keys away after her last DUI. He’d find her, bring her back home, and make her love him again.
He dialed Raj’s number first.
***
Lexi flinched as she sat down on Raj’s couch. When she’d shown up red eyed and suitcase in hand at his door, Raj hadn’t asked questions. Instead, he’d been the constant good friend and ushered her inside after kicking his latest pretty boy conquest out with a promise to call.
“I’m guessing you left JT?”
Lexi nodded, too upset to speak. She’d walked half a mile away from JT’s place before hitching a ride into town with a neighbor and going straight to Raj. She knew that JT would look for her there, but she also knew that Raj would lie for her if he called.
“Did you leave because he spanks you?”
Lexi’s face went from red, to white to red again in a heartbeat before she nodded, utterly humiliated. “How’d you know?”
“He’s the only person on the planet that can make you behave yourself, and every time he gets mad at you, you immediately grab your butt.” Raj shrugged. “It really wasn’t that hard to tell.”
“Oh,” Lexi didn’t know what else to say. The fact that it was that transparent just made her feel that much worse.
“To be honest, I never said anything before because I felt like he was the first person who was actually helping you.”
Lexi was still silent because she didn’t want to be forced to agree, but in the beginning, she’d thought so too. It was only after she realized nothing she ever did would be good enough that she realized that she was beyond help. “I’m a train wreck,” she whispered before putting her head in her hands and starting to cry.
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