Sorry for the wait folks but here it is hope you enjoy 🙂 as always comment if you’d like to see more ~Dariachick
“Wake up Little One.”
The strong sweet voice calmly awoke her from a most pleasant dream.
“yawwwn… 5 more minutes….” she said as she rolled over to chase the fragments of the quickly vanishing fantasy.
“NO… NOW.” The commanding tone quickly brushed the cobwebs from her mind
“but what… why???” she asked clearly still in a daze.
“You have been asleep quite long enough young lady… In fact it is almost noon. Now get up and get yourself a shower, I have a fairly busy day planned and cannot be delayed any longer”
“oh okay,,.” she said still dazed and confused at the tone and what was with all this “Little One” and Young Lady stuff??? Though she didnt quite understand she did think a shower would be just the thing to wash the cobwebs from her mind so she could think.
The delicious warm water washed what was left of the sleep away and the peppermint lavender soap finished waking her up the rest of the way. As she exited the shower and toweled off she noticed that carefully layed out on the sink were 2 hair ribbons and a very large paddle brush.
“Your’e done I see; now brush your hair..into pigtails, yes I think that should be best for today” Still wondering what he had in store she thought it best to comply. As she exited the bathroom on the bed she saw some articles of clothing layed neatly on the bed.As plaid had never been her colour she decided to put it away and choose something else but as she walked to the the closet door she felt a distinct “thwap” hit her bottom.
“Put the skirt on Daria”
“OUCH! But I dont look good in plaid.” she said as she rubbed the soreness away. To be honest it didnt hurt THAT much but it did catch her by surprise.
“Thwap” the thing found its target once more and as she looked behind her to face the oncoming barrage and to face him. Turning around she came face to face with a very intimidating piece of leathar, soft suede on on side polished leather on the other,,,,
“What was that for???” This time she was beginning to get just more than a bit annoyed.
Calmly he replied “I want you to wear the clothes that I have picked out for you then join me in the living room. We have some things to discuss”
Wishing to save herself any more meetings with that really mean strap she decided once again compliance was probably the best course of action, so she proceeded to put on the red tartan skirt and white blouse get up that he had picked out and calmly made her way to the living room. What she saw there gave her quite a fright, for on the table was her credit card bill with PAST DUE stamped in very big, very real, very red letters. It was at this moment she knew what was going on. She was in trouble. Capital T-R-O-U-B-L-E trouble.
“But Sir I can explain….” she quickly tried to find any excuse that didn’t seem completely lame but was silenced by the strap once again finding its target. “OUCHIES!!!!” she exclaimed.
“Daria, SIT DOWN. I wont ask again. And believe me you already have a lot to answer for and I don’t think you want to add any more on top of it .”
She quickly took her seat on the hard wooden chair.
“Daria I let you apply for that credit card for one reason and one reason only and what was that?”
“To improve my credit score sir”
“Yes now tell me how does one do that?”
“Keep the balance low and make thepayments on time Sir.”
“Good Daria. Now tell me how it happens that such a smart girl like yourself not only maxes out her credit limit but also fails to make the payments on time?”
“But Sir, please, please,I am so Sorry I shant do it again I promise”
CRACK. The noise of the leather coming down hard on the table that was no more than a mere 3 inches from her silenced any protests the young lady may have had.
“Enough! No matter what you may say Darling, we both agreed that you needed someone to keep you accountable. And we both agreed with how this matter shall be dealt with.”
“But Sir, please have mercy. I promise Never EVER to do it again!”
CRACK. Again the strap came down hard upon the side of the table.
“Darling, I am slowly losing my patience. Mercy you ask for. What kind of man would I be if I simply relented? I would no longer be a man of honour. I would no longer be someone whose word counted for anything. I could no longer ask for your respect for I would have lost all of mine for myself. Now my darling, be the honorable woman I know you are so we can deal with this transgression and put it behind us.”
“Yes Sir.” Her voice a mere whisper.
“Now my darling stand up and place your hands palms down on the table and bend over, if you move your hands off the table I will be forced to start over.” As he spoke in his calm authoritative tone he gently placed his hand on the small of her back and guided her down.
Then he carefully lifted her skirt and brought down her panties, revealing her nicely rounded, currently alabaster bottom.
“Hmm as this is a first offense I think 40 wacks of the strap shall be a sufficient deterrent for any repeat performances, one for every dollar of your late fee.”
“Yes…yes sir” she stammered
“Now remember, if your hands leave that table we start from the beginnning.”
“Yes Sir.”
“Alright. Let’s begin.”
The first strike landed deftly upon her right cheek followed with four more in swift succession. Then five more to match on the left. The first ten, though not very hard in and of themselves, were sharp enough to make his point very clear. After the first ten, tears began to cloud her eyes. After the next ten her bottom seem to warm to the pain. “Hands” came the reminder every time she seemed to stir. All this was tolerable, but the last twenty quickly took her buns from warmed to positively toasted. He worked very quicly making sure each stroke would sting but not bruise.
“38…39…40” The last blow was the hardest landing right in the crease.
“OWWWWWWWWWWWW” she cried out.
“It’s over now Sweety.” he said as he carefully rubbed cooling lotion on her now completely rosened bottom. With care he gently replaced her panties and laid down her skirt in its proper place. With the same gentle touch he held her close, and kissed her tear drenched face. “There there my darling, it is all alright. The matter is settled and I trust you have learned this lesson.”
“Yesssss….yess ssssiiiiirrr….I’m ssso sssoorry” she said between sobs.
“Now my darling I must leave you for I have a few errands to run. Please be good and I will be back shortly”
“Yes sir, I love you.”
“I love you too”
And with that he left me to my own devices…I was exhausted to be sure after such an ordeal and had I known what was coming up during the rest of the weekend I probably would have gone and taken a nap for I surely needed my strength the rest of that weekend…. but that is another part of the story…
Swats and Thoughts 