Anna’s late arrival part 2 the next night

BE ADVISED This story depicts consensual M/F Spanking play and fantasies and is intended for adult audiences.

 

 

Getting out of her car she dreaded even more what she knew was coming when she got home. The previous night’s session still had a lingering effect on her. So much so that the normally tardy lady arrived home not only on time but a few minutes early, which was a first. As she walked thought the laundry room she saw Mark sitting and waiting in the kitchen, seated calmly at the table looking over the day’s mail. That feeling was back again, that nervous pit in her stomach, the cool sweat on her skin and her heart racing. “good evening.” She offered trying to be pleasant, hoping he had forgotten but deep down knowing better. “well hello, on time I see.” Anna blushed at his response and the last bit of hope that he had forgotten faded all too quickly. She turned toward the kitchen knowing that she was about to receive instructions. She just wanted to get it over with and be done. She stood in front of him, silently, her legs weak and her hands shaking ever o slightly. He kept reading until he was done with the mail and then stacked in neatly looking up at her. “Anna are you ready for your punishment?” She fought back the urge to dispute the use of the word punishment, she had lied and he knew it. On second thought perhaps the word punishment fit. She blushed a deeper shade of red wishing he had chosen a different word, he could have said spanked or paddled and it would have been less embarrassing to her than “punishment”. Instead she simply answered yes.
Looking at her. “Good. then please move the mail to the counter.” She moved cautiously picking it up and walking to the counter. As she retuned she found him standing next to the table a chair set to the side. At last this was drawing near. She hated waiting, shifting all day long on a sore bottom knowing that it would be much sorer not long after she arrived home. She waited for him to take a seat but he kept his eyes focused on hers as she looked at the chair. “Oh you’re not getting off that easy tonight miss.” His hands began to guide hers to the table’s edge. He positioned her leaning forward with her arms straight and her legs planted firmly but spread. Her bottom felt like it was pushed out and just waiting for him. He raised her skirt, she tensed as he tucked its length into her waist band. Then Mark slowly began to lower her panties. “No. Please Mark leave them up.” She ask quietly as he observed her bottom sporting a few lingering bruises and sore spots from the night before. She stood waiting but instead he lectured her on how she shouldn’t have lied, how disappointed he was at her to not follow even the simplest request when she was not in trouble. “you didn’t even listen when you knew what was already coming.”
Finally she thought he was going to begin the lecture had lasted forever, why wouldn’t he just get it over with but he kept torturing her by making her wait. “We’ll start with the spoon.” He proclaimed. He put one on each cheek and then followed it by nine more on one side and then nine more on the other. The smacks landing near or on top of the previous ones. She tensed as hard as she could trying to take the sting out, trying to make it hurt less but her position made that mostly a wasted effort.
As Anna caught her breath she could hear him stepping back and opening a cabinet. Wondering what in the world he was looking for she learned all to soon that it was a half inch thick wooden cutting board. “this should do the job nicely.” Mark said aloud tapping it on her glowing bottom.
“Anna, you need to count them. Out loud. We’ll start with 5 and see from there”
He began the first one taking her breath away, her knees bent. “one” she said finding her way back into position. A long pause letting her feel the full effect of the swat then unannounced the 2nd landed catching he unprepared. “Two” she stated with less than dignified intent. Her resolve to just take her punishment without express was fading away, her stoic I can take this express left her face the third swat landed. This was not fun it had never been fun but the fourth caused her to scream and stand up clenching her bottom together. “fine then it will be ten” Mark said “and you forgot to say four so that one didn’t count.” Each of the next six swats was well spaced and firmly landed on her back side. It felt like the last six had taken an hour to receive. In fact it was a little over 4 minutes. Anna was left lightly sobbing and with a very sore bottom and a bruised sit spot that reminded her of her punishment for days, but at least it was over.

Anna’s Late Arrival part 1

BE ADVISED This story depicts  consensual M/F Spanking play and fantasies and is intended for adult audiences.

 

 

Anna was no stranger to being in trouble she seemed to be in trouble with some where all of the time but when she came home 3 hours late her husband was not amused. He could have cared less that she was late, he trusted her completely but the fact that she was so late with out a word caused him great concern. As he sat there wondering if something terrible had happened on her drive home, had the car broken down, was there an accident and after all she had gone into the city for dinner and the city in general had its own host of potential problems. Fifteen minutes late would have been early, thirty minutes late would have in his world knowing her as well as he did be considered on time. But after 90 minutes from when Anna said she would be home Mark decided to call her. The phone rang and went unanswered. He did what anyone concerned would do and left a message, the call went unreturned.   Anna had heard the phone ring, she had glanced down and knew that it was Mark but she simply didn’t take the few seconds it would have taken to answer. No real reason why other than she didn’t want to miss a word of the fun conversation she was having with her friends.
Time continued to fly by for Anna but Mark sat still distracted by his concerns, each moment passed slower than the last 45 minutes after his first call he tried again. She didn’t answer thinking he would just go to bed. By the time she was pulling into the driveway he was standing at the front window looking out. Just the sight of him told her already in trouble but his glare at her as she pulled into the garage had made it perfectly clear but the events to come were a surprise even to Anna.
“every thing OK?” He asked as she sheepishly entered the house.
She thought about lying but figured that it was best that she didn’t and answered “just fine but I’m really tired and ready for bed”
Looking at her not believing her cavalier attitude. “Why didn’t you call?” He asked. She bust out with “I was having too much fun. I figured you’d just go to bed”
Mark not angry but still concerned “I was worried about you, all you had to do was call.”
That was it she was not in the mood to have her fun evening ruined by his worrying she yelled “ Quit treating me like I’m 10.”
He stood silently for a moment “You’ve been acting like your 10. and that proves it.” She heard a subtle change in his voice, something in his tone now worried her. “I’m sorry.” She offered genuinely.
You think I’m treating you like you’re 10 then I might as well actually do that. Go stand in the corner.” She smiled playfully, Ana loved a trip across his lap from time to time as part of their play. “ You really shouldn’t be smiling” his tone still not playful “ You’re getting spanked but this time it’s not for fun.” She still wasn’t sure if he was just playing until “now go to the bedroom and stand in the corner and think about why you’re going to get spanked.

 
Ana’s stomach sunk just a little, but how bad could it be. He wasn’t really going to spank her hard she wondered to herself. She went up stairs and puttered around the room eventually finding her way to the corner as she heard Mark coming up the stairs. He had heard her footsteps as she paced the room, any mercy he was about to have left when she didn’t follow his instructions.
The door opened slowly and she was by that time tucked into the corner at the far side of the room. “did you go straight to the corner?” Mark asked.
“Yes” she said confidently.
“I know you’re lying now come over here.” As Anna turned she saw he was holding a ping pong paddle, but her heart sank completely as he reached for his belt buckle and began removing that thick and wide piece of leather from his belt loops.
Anan move slowly towards him her eyes cast downward for fear of seeing his. She stood in front of him. “Now turn around, and pull down your pants” It was really happening he was going to spank her there was no doubt about it. It was not a playful trip across his lap but she was going to be disciplined. Her hands fumbled to unbutton her pants, shaking she undid her zipper and began to lower her pants to her knees. “panties too.” He instructed.

 

She pleaded  “no Mark please let me keep my panties”

 

Not amused replying “really do you think that you deserve to keep your panties on? I sat here for three hours worrying. Not a call. You should just be glad I haven’t gotten out your sorority paddle from college” he paused and after a few seconds added “yet.”
Her panties were soon around her knees, she bent forward without instruction just hoping he would start and then it would all be over with. “are you ready he asked?”
Ana replied with a quiet “yes” resolving herself to the now inevitable.
“and tell me miss why are you in trouble?”
She paused to answer but right as she began the first stinging smack of the belt shot across her backside. She gasped.
“because I was late.” She answered
Two more smacks each harder than the last landed.
“No do you want to try again?”
She paused to think but after a few seconds another one landed.
“because I didn’t answer the phone”
three more swats sent it from stinging and uncomfortable to painful. Mark’s tone grew annoyed, was she just goading him. “No, do not move. Keep thinking.” Five more with the belt had landed before Anna called out “Because I didn’t call.” The spanking had stopped, allowing her to continue “ you are spanking me be cause I was very late and I didn’t call. I’m so sorry I made you worry.” Anna started to stand up. “You’re not done yet.” She couldn’t believe it, he was going to punish her more. “now that you know why you’re bent over in front of me, the warm up is over and the real spanking can begin.” Warm up she thought to her self no one gets a warm up with a belt but she thought better of pointing it out to him at that moment.

 
Anna Bent back over and Mark spanked her with the ping pong paddle from the basement. She danced and whimpered but each smack was timed and consistent, building the heat and the pain in her bottom with each blow. None were too hard the belt had bitten much more but the frequency and rhythm seemed endless. And finally when he stopped she had managed to mostly hold herself in position and take her punishment, only once did he have to readjust her bottom which was red and glowing.
“That was for being late. Is there anything else I should know about?” Mark asked.
“I didn’t go straight to the corner. I waited to hear you coming then I went to the corner.”
“ah so you disobeyed me and you lied.” Anna admitted “yes”
“So what happens when you don’t listen and you lie.” He asked
“I get spanked?” she responded, more of a question than a statement.
“Yes, would you prefer that spanking before or after work tomorrow?”
“now I’ll take my spanking for that now please.” Her eyes pleading with him to just get it over with.
“That wasn’t an option. So it will be after work. Now go back to the corner.”
The next day was a long and uncomfortable one as she sat gingerly on a sore bottom worrying about what she had coming when she got home. Amazingly she arrived home on time.