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Classylgs
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Username: Classylgs
Post Number: 3
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Sunday, October 30, 2005 - 10:09 am: | 
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Ok, this should be the last part. I had no idea how long this would be. Now I understand why we have so many sequels to stories.
As I lay over the top of the desk trembling from the chill in the room, the massive stinging in my rear end and the overwhelming emotions that are filling the air with a sad form of tension. I try to bury my face in my crossed arms. I’m crying softly and wishing beyond hope Hubby will have a change of heart and come over and hold me tightly. Not yet, I wasn’t getting out of this that easily.
I can hear Hubby shift in his seat as he takes in a deep breath.
“Well, was it worth it?” Do you really think that stunt you pulled last night was worth all of this today?
I lay there and listen to his words spoken with a great deal of emotion and just a hint of anger mixed with fear. I was shocked, I hadn’t given any thought to the fact that Hubby was really scared of what I had done. I knew he was pissed, he detests drugs of any kind. I knew he was hurt that I lied to him. I knew he was disappointed with me for the terrible decision I had made, but I never dreamt he was scared and I wasn’t sure at what. I turned my head to look in his direction and whispered.
“What are you afraid of? Why do you have fear in your voice? What’s going on babe?
He shot up off the couch like a cannon and came over to my face, knelt down until we were eye level and took another deep breath before practically hissing at me…
“You were out in a strange neighborhood at almost 11:00 at night, ALONE! and sitting in a dark parking lot at a seedy convenient store rolling and smoking a JOINT! And you have the nerve to ask me why I sound frightened?!?!?! You could have been mugged, raped or even KILLED! I had no idea where you were and if I hadn’t of called I may never have found you. What if your cell phone was dead? or better yet, you forgot it at home like you usually do. I can’t even begin to describe to you the hundreds of scenarios that could have taken place. All of which could have led to the worst outcome of all. I love you Baby doll, I’ll be damned if I’m going to lose you for something that can be prevented.
(I think this would be a good time to let you all know, Hubby is a Paramedic, has been for 27 yrs. and has seen it all. He has had nightmares from some of the tragedies and horrible acts of human kind on the streets at night. For him to react this harshly is not only warranted but very realistic.)
His face was beginning to flush and I can see his neck twitching and I realized I should have kept my big mouth shut. He pulls himself up and straightens his clothes, wipes his brow and regroups while he gets his composure back to normal. He walks to the table by the couch and picks up the leather strap.
This is one of my favorite toys when used right. It’s about 14 inches long and 3 inches wide, made of soft pliable leather on one side and stiff harder leather on the other. By right I mean, after a nice long and rewarding warm up with lots of kisses and rubs in all the right places. Then slowly and ever so lightly one strike at a time continually increasing the speed and swing of the leather until I’m squirming and purring and so hot and wet I can’t take anymore. Now, under those circumstances I can take that strap pretty fast and hard after a while and there have been many a night I have slept on my belly due to the welts and bruises it has left.
I looked at the strap in his hand and looked at Hubby, his posture and demeanor are both saying one thing; this is serious business and there will be no loving and tingly warm up first. I was truly frightened at the sight of the strap and the realization of this situation; I did the only thing I could think to do at a time like this. CRY! Of course I wasn’t just lying there stoically crying, the fear and adrenaline that accompanied that fear had me jump upright off the top of the desk and backing up toward the wall beside it. Hubby, bless his heart…he looked at me and I guess he realized just how scared I was and knew I was already hurting both physically and emotionally so he stood there holding that blasted strap in his hands and stared at me waiting patiently. After about two minutes of me sniffling and crying softly and his heavy breathing I finally couldn’t take the silence and taste of that fear any longer.
(sniff sniff) “Honey, please, don’t you think I’ve learned my lesson?
He stood there for about 10 seconds looking at me, almost like he was considering it or something, not quite sure, but I did see the softness creep back into his face and the love in his eyes, the sadness seemed to be dissipating and then in the blink of an eye he went right back to that almost harsh and determined demeanor and as he spoke the tone even more determined.
“When you’re ready to continue, you can place yourself back over the desk. I’ve already told you twice, this punishment is over when I say it’s over. We can stand here all day Baby doll or we can get this over with and put it all behind us. The decision is entirely up to you. I for one would be a lot happier holding you in my arms.”
Sighhhhhhhh Damn my ass hurts, ok dumb-ass you did this to yourself, finish this, he’s not going to kill you, you can take this.
Tears falling from my eyes, I take a few labored breaths and walk very slowly back to the front of the desk and place myself over, leaning forward and grabbing onto the drawers on the other side, I know my ass is red and blotchy, I can feel it and I know it’s sticking straight up in the air directly in front of that damn strap.
Once he's sure I’m in place he walks over to my left side and gently runs his fingers down my bottom to my thighs, gently opens my legs until they are about 6 inches apart from one another and then I hear him take a breath as I hold my own.
SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT
Two fast and hard white lines of fire land on the under curve of my ass just where my thighs meet and I scream…..
”OWWWWWWWWW Ooooooh Ouch, Ouch, SHIT that hurrrrrts! Oh God baby please not so hard!
SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT
Two more in the exact same spots. Then before I’m able to register that pain and scream my breath is literally taken away…
SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT
SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT
Six more fast and harsh over both the center of my thighs, I begin to kick and squirm rolling over on each side trying desperately to fan some air to the burning pain that’s radiating through my legs…..Tears flooding the surface of the desk.
NOOOOOOOO, please please please Honey, I’m sorry I’m sooooo sorry, please stop, pleaseeeease??!!!
Not a word spoken by Hubby, I hear him move to my right side and again his arm raises and I grab onto the edge of the drawer handles as hard as I can trying to brace myself…..
SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT SWOOOSH…SPLATTTT
Twelve more just as hard and fast as the first eight from the very top of my ass all the way to the bottom of my thighs, I can feel the welts forming as the white burning pain turns to a dull throb and I absolutely loose it and jump off the desk, crying and jumping up and down trying for all it’s worth to cool off the burning sting that’s radiating from behind.
Hubby drops the strap and calmly walks to me, wraps me up in his arms and holds me close to him while I sob and bawl like a baby, gently rubbing my bottom with his hand…
“Shhh, Shhh, it’s almost over Baby doll, You’re doing really well and I’m proud of you for allowing me to help you.”
He pulls back so he can lift my chin and look me in the eyes, he gently kisses my nose and tucks the stray hairs that always seem to be falling into my eyes behind my ears.
“Shhhh, ok now, lets finish this.”
I gasp and pull back from him…
“Fffinish this? (New fresh tears streaming down my eyes as my legs tremble and my body shakes.)
“Yes sweetie, six with the cane and I think this lesson will be over with and we can put this all behind us and move forward.”
Holding my face in his hands and kissing me gently on the lips.
“When you’re ready, let me know.”
I look deep into his eyes and can see this is killing him as much as it is me, I take a step back and really look at him. He’s drawn and breathing hard like he’s trying to keep his composure and someone inside him is fighting him tooth and nail. He’s like a warrior doing battle. It’s not a pleasant sight to see at any time, but when you know that battle is the direct cause of something you did it makes it a thousand times harder to look at. I decide to hurry this up for his sake now more than my own. I hold my head up, straighten my back and wipe the tears from my eyes, walk back to the desk and bend over the front edge, making sure to stick my hips out so that my bottom is at a sufficient height for him and then I wait. The fear now replaced with sheer determination to see this through and get to the other side with him so we can move forward together. I hear him move behind me and know he’s holding the cane. I close my eyes tightly and try with all my might not to tense my bottom as the first strike of the cane bites like a shark into my tender and throbbing backside.
SWOOOOSH…..CRACK
The cane landed on the center of my right cheek and I felt the thud then the worst of it follows behind and a line of fire shoots to my very core. I can’t help, I jump up and start screaming grabbing my bottom and quickly letting go because it hurts too much to touch.
“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeooooooow!!! Oh God no no no no no no I can’t take this, Oh God no. Please Honey, please no more.”
Hubby gently moves forward and placing a hand on my back guides me to the desk and helps lean me forward, not saying a word he raises the cane again and…
SWOOOOSH…..CRACK SWOOOOSH…..CRACK
Two more one following the other left cheek then back to my right cheek just under the first line of fire. The pain is almost unbearable and I fall to my chest on the desk, a sobbing mess. I don’t plead anymore or even try to fight it, I’m warn out and sore and my heart can’t take anymore. I lay there crying…
“Please, just finish this, Please Sweetheart.”
I bury my face in my arms and force myself to lay there and not move…
SWOOOOSH…..CRACK
Another line of fire across my left cheek just under the first then before I can react…
SWOOOOSH…..CRACK SWOOOOSH…..CRACK
The last two just under my cheeks first the right then the left and I hear the sound of something crack. I try to catch my breath and turn my head to him standing behind with tears flowing down his cheeks holding two pieces of the cane in each of his hands. I try to get up to go to him but I’m stiff and my legs are still too shakey.
“Oh God, Honey please come to me, I can't move, I need to feel you, please hold me.”
He rushes to my side and very gently helps me off the desk and picks me up, he walks us to the couch and sits down as I curl myself in his lap, hugging him for all it’s worth.
“I love you Sweetheart, I’m so sorry I caused all of this. I swear to you, never again. I’ll never give you a need to punish me again. Do you forgive me.”
He’s rubbing my back and hair, choking back the tears and kisses me on top of my head.
“Baby doll, I forgave you before it even happened. I’m sorry I was so hard on you, you understand why, don’t you?”
I pull back and look up into his beautiful blue eyes and attempt to smile at him through all the tears.
“ I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Well, that’s the best recollection I have of my first punishment from my hubby. This was probably as hard for me to write as it was going through it. But, you know, I do feel a lot better sharing this.
Thank you all for your wonderful comments. And yes, honestly, this is the very first time I have ever written something in story form or any other method of writing for the public to read. It was very therapeutic. Thank you again for allowing me to share. |
Hunny
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Username: Hunny
Post Number: 10
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Sunday, October 30, 2005 - 02:42 pm: |
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 good job! I loved it! |
Make_me
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Username: Make_me
Post Number: 5
Registered: 09-2005
| | Posted on Sunday, October 30, 2005 - 03:37 pm: |
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Awww God!! All i can say is well done! For both taking such a harsh punishment and for documenting it so well.
Thankyou x x
I guess that really was a lesson learned hehe!! |
Blistering_blonde
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Username: Blistering_blonde
Post Number: 4
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Wednesday, November 23, 2005 - 04:47 pm: |
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Holy Hannah , my rear throbbed just reading that story .....GOOD emotions and thank you for shareing  |
Ziggy
Advanced Spanko
Username: Ziggy
Post Number: 1308
Registered: 08-2005
| | Posted on Friday, November 25, 2005 - 09:17 am: |
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 what a story, very well done
when caught run faster then him !!
I am a TA junkie !!
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Neoserenity87
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Username: Neoserenity87
Post Number: 279
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Wednesday, November 30, 2005 - 12:11 am: |
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All I can say is MY cheeks feel crimson after that story! BRAVO! 
Kuwait here I come!!!
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Carly
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Username: Carly
Post Number: 6
Registered: 12-2005
| | Posted on Wednesday, December 07, 2005 - 12:57 pm: |
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that was some spanking! I just finish reading all of your parts to this story.. I have to say Great Job!!
I have to comment also my bottom feels a little stingy reading that!! You are lucky to have a man so willing to take care of you when needed!!!
Carly |
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