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Cheekychipmunk
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Username: Cheekychipmunk
Post Number: 45
Registered: 05-2006
| | Posted on Monday, May 22, 2006 - 05:19 pm: | 
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}Thinking if she drank her tea quickly that Neal would let her get up off the chair. Anything was better than sitting on her burning, sore posterior.
Neal realizing what Anne was thinking, slowly took his time with his Scotch, once finished, he accepted Anne’s cup from her and took both glasses to the kitchen to put them in the dishwasher.
Anne noticing that Neal couldn’t see her from the kitchen took the chance and stood up quickly to reposition herself on the chair. Luckily Neal didn’t see her.
Returning to the living room, Neal spoke in a soft tone while picking up the plastic paddle, “Stand up and bend over the back of the chair.”
Anne stood, took a deep breath and positioned herself as he commanded.
There wouldn’t be any certain number of swats with the plastic paddle. Neal used this to mainly re-warm her redden bottom for the 15 extras Anne was to receive.
Neal walked behind Anne, rubbing her twin mounds and enjoying the sight of her. Shaking his head and asking Anne if she was now regretting her earlier actions.
Anne whimpers, “ Yes, Sir.”
Neal looks outside the window and notices it is beginning to get dark and by the time Anne receives the extras it will be dark and the lights will illuminate them to whoever is passing by.
Not many people walked pass during this time of day, most were at home sitting down to a nice supper. *Oh, how he would love to be doing that instead of punishing his brat. Yes at times she was a handful but mainly a brat that loved to play little pranks on him.*
Taking a deep breath and heaving a sigh himself, “Do not move from this position unless you want extras.”
“Yes, Sir.” Anne whimpers as she turns her head to look up at her loving husband one last time before the spanking continues.
Neal begins with the same pattern as before; from top, middle, bottom, and sit spot of each cheek then down the center of both cheeks. After 5 minutes of rat-a-tat-tat nonstop, Neal allows Anne to stand up. Once Anne is standing up she shuffles her feet back and forth and wants so badly to do the spanky dance.
“Back into positions young lady!”
Anne goes back into position, glancing out the window in time to see someone walking their dog. Groaning inwardly and giving a glance at Neal, her eyes pleading with him to finish the punishment elsewhere.
Neal shakes his head, “Young Lady, you brought this upon yourself, the punishment will be finished in here. Maybe then you will think before you speak and act.”
Tearfully Anne waits for the rat-a-tat-tat to begin again.
Neal begins once again but this time he starts with her sit spots and works down her upper thighs two swats and then on the inside of her thighs two swats. Neal continues to spank this way until Anne’s thighs are reddened also.
Anne sobbing and wanting badly to move, grabs hold of the seat of chair and digs deep down inside her for the willpower to stand still.
Neal rubs Anne’s back, cheeks, and thighs ever so lightly with his fingertips and slowly stands Anne up straight and pulls her against his chest.
Anne moans as her cheeks and thighs touch Neal’s blue jeans. Neal hugs Anne around her waist until all her sobbing subsides. Though this is a punishment spanking it still arouses both Anne and Neal. Anne is wet in her nether region and getting wetter feeling Neal’s arousal. But both know that no lovemaking will follow a punishment spanking. At least not tonight anyway. In the morning will be a different subject.
After soothing Anne for several minutes Neal whispers softly “Time to finish, my dear.”
Anne shudders and walks to the back of the couch, glancing once again to the window to see if anyone is noticing their show, before bending over the back of the couch and grasping hold of the cushion. Luckily no one is in sight. Little does Anne know that through the entire punishment, especially during the session with the plastic paddle, that several people walked or drove by. Curiously taking double looks, some stopping for just a few seconds and then walking/driving on by.
Neal rubs Anne’s back and whispers “Almost over, I’ll help hold you in place for these extras. You will count each one.”
Anne nods her head and mumbles “Yes, Sir!” into the couch cushion.
Anne attempts to prepare herself for the burning, searing pain she knows is coming.
Neal rolls the belt around his hand leaving just enough strap to go across Anne’s cheeks.
Neal puts one arm over Anne’s lower back to help hold her position, raises the belt and delivers the first SWAT!
“One, Sir.” Anne answers quickly, taking a deep breath she prepares for the next one.
SWAT!
“Two, Sir.” being spoken through gritted teeth.
SWAT!
“Three, Sir.”
SWAT!
“Four, Sir.” squealed Anne.
SWAT!
“Five, Sir.” sobbed Anne.
SWAT!
Anne doesn’t answer for a second. Neal whispers “Anne.”
“Six, Sir.”
Neal noticing that Anne is beginning to have trouble keeping count asks “Would you prefer that I finished out the last six hard and fast?”
Sobbing and hanging onto the couch cushion with a death grip, “Yes, Sir.”
Neal repositions Anne and gets a better hold on her. “Ready?”
“Yes, Sir.”
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!
Neal pulls Anne up to standing position. Turning her so she can lay her head on his chest and cry, while he rubs her back gently and tenderly.
Anne cries herself out on his shoulder, wanting very badly to rub her sore spots, instead she puts her arms around Neal’s neck and holds onto him tightly.
Neal gently picks her up in his arms and totes her upstairs to their bed.
Laying Anne down on her tummy, Neal rubs cream all over her reddened and slightly bruised cheeks, sit spots, and thighs. Lightly covering her with the sheet, Neal leaves the room to finish preparing supper. Sandwiches, Ice Tea, and chips. Upon entering the bedroom Neal asks “ I fixed us some supper, you’ll feel better after eating.” Anne sniffles, wipes her eyes with the back of her hand and gingerly turns over onto her backside so she can eat. Neal sits on the other side of the bed and eats with Anne.
After eating Anne turns back onto her tummy and Neal snuggles up next to her. Running his fingers through her long hair and tenderly rubbing her back, until Anne is softly snoring.
Early the next morning, Anne wakes before Neal and gently caresses his upper thighs and moves her way upward to his manhood. Before Neal is completely awake Anne gingerly straddles over his engorged member and sheathes him up in herself. Gently rocking back and forth until Neal opens his eyes and pulls her downward to caress and nibble her breast, while thinking * What a way to wake up. Maybe he should give Anne more punishment spankings.*
"Success in almost any field depends more on energy and drive than it does on intelligence."
Sloan Wilson
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Blistering_blonde
Junior Spanko
Username: Blistering_blonde
Post Number: 71
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Monday, May 22, 2006 - 05:50 pm: |
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WOOOHOOO it was great all the way to the end . Thank you for satisfying your public and posting fast ...AND OWIEE did she ever get it ...
loved Neal he was a loving STRICT man ..and she got EXCATTLY what she earned |
Guysbrat
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Username: Guysbrat
Post Number: 16
Registered: 03-2006
| | Posted on Tuesday, May 23, 2006 - 12:13 pm: |
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wonderful story , thank you ,,shows how much he loves her not to allow her to treat herself or other people that way,,, , terri |
Cheekychipmunk
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Username: Cheekychipmunk
Post Number: 49
Registered: 05-2006
| | Posted on Tuesday, May 23, 2006 - 01:57 pm: |
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Glad ya'll liked it.
"Success in almost any field depends more on energy and drive than it does on intelligence."
Sloan Wilson
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Diamondgal
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Username: Diamondgal
Post Number: 1
Registered: 05-2006
| | Posted on Thursday, May 25, 2006 - 02:17 pm: |
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First thing I would do is buy drapes, shades, or mini-blinds for that window!!! |
Cheekychipmunk
Junior Spanko
Username: Cheekychipmunk
Post Number: 62
Registered: 05-2006
| | Posted on Thursday, May 25, 2006 - 02:37 pm: |
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Anne may have to do that in the next story. Bet Neal won't like it. If he doesn't like it then she may have to spray paint the window. Not just one color do a country scene. LOL
"Success in almost any field depends more on energy and drive than it does on intelligence."
Sloan Wilson
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Ladygator2904
Spanko
Username: Ladygator2904
Post Number: 119
Registered: 03-2006
| | Posted on Saturday, May 27, 2006 - 03:46 pm: |
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I LOVED your story. This is by far one of the best written to date! Lucky lady to have a man that cares for her so <g>
A woman`s heart may be filled with an ocean of secrets but mine have all been released and I have a sore bottom to prove it!
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Cheekychipmunk
Junior Spanko
Username: Cheekychipmunk
Post Number: 76
Registered: 05-2006
| | Posted on Saturday, May 27, 2006 - 04:06 pm: |
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Thanks Ladygator.
"Success in almost any field depends more on energy and drive than it does on intelligence."
Sloan Wilson
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Tplayer
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Username: Tplayer
Post Number: 40
Registered: 05-2006
| | Posted on Sunday, June 04, 2006 - 02:30 pm: |
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I loved it, and I hope to read more about Neal and Anne. I bet Anne will be poular at the July 4th neighborhood party!!
It's all a matter of perspective
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