Amy is sitting on the bed watching her husband pull out bag after bag of over $500 dollars worth of clothes she had hidden in her closet. She was trembling every time he pulled out a bag as he glared at her. She knew what she had coming.....
She slowly placed herself over his knee. When he got her legs tightly pinned and her arm behind her back he slowly started warming up her bottom. He started at the top working his way down to her sit spot. The swats started coming down harder and faster. She started to squirm but he was holding her tight. Smack Smack With every smack it was stinging more and more.
“OWw Oww ooo Owieee.” She started to cry “I’m sorry please.”
“When you are told to not speak out of turn You will not speak!!! Is that UNDERSTOOD?? He stopped letting her reply.
“Yesss Sirrr Please Sirr”
He continued smacking harder and harder and then he stopped. He released her hands and legs to let her relax a bit. She started to stand up. He grabbed the hairbrush and quickly pulled her back tight quickly laying the hairbrush on her bottom SMACK SMACK
“Matt Sir I need a break Owww Please Oww It stings.”
He let her cries go on deaf ears. The brush hit every spot over and over that was already stinging. SMACK SMACK SMACK
“We have a budget for a reason. I will NOT Allow you to spend what ever you want and get us into debt again.” Smack Smack “You should NOT worry about what your friends think” Smack Smack “I’m your husband you RESPECT and OBEY me.” Smack Smack
“Yes Sir I’m sorry sir please sir I cant” Smack. Smack
He continued to lay the brush down hard on her bottom. Until she started to go limp and her please slowed down. He then stood her up.
“Go stand in the corner.”
She slowly walked over to the corner placing her hands on the wall. She found doing this kept her from rubbing her bottom. Rubbing her bottom was NEVER aloud until he did it first. He let her stand there for a few min and calm down. She then heard his belt coming off.
“No sir please I cant take anymore sir please.”
“That’s ENOUGH talking.” “This belt is for your lies and deception. Come over here and place your hands on the desk.” She turned around and stood there looking into her eyes and started bawling.
“Sir please I’ve learned my lesson sir Please I can’t take”
He interrupted her “Unless you want more with cane for defiance you WILL come place yourself at my desk and you will NOT move!!! Is that understood YOUNG LADY?”
hi Daisy,
ReplyDeletewonderful to come across your excellent story blog.
i am an artist looking for writers to collaborate on an illustrated book/website about a Taken in hand housewife in the 1950s.
Just wondered if you would be interested in a collaboration with an artist?
kind regards
T
Are you still interested in doing drawings for our stories?
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