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Nikki
New member
Username: Nikki
Post Number: 9
Registered: 07-2005
| | Posted on Friday, July 15, 2005 - 10:56 am: | 
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As I sit in this small office doing my best to have the "cheery personality" required for my job, I find my thoughts captivated by my husband. Why am I being so rude to him? I know I still truly adore him, so why am I acting this way. Maybe it is because.... How long has my phone been ringing?? I need to stay focused.."Hello...oops I mean uugghhh...Deo International"
"HA HA HA! Your lucky that it is me calling you.
"Yes dear your timing is flawless. But it is your fault, I was just thinking about you."
"Typical woman...always blaming the guy! Anyways I wanted to let you know that I bought you a present. Also, we are going to have an empty house to night so we can finish last nights discussion. I gotta go, see you tonight."
"OK. See you soon."
At last I can finally leave, I thought today would never end. Dealing with rude customers is so hard when my mood is this bad. I feel like snapping at everyone. As I pull into our driveway I see my husband with the kids just getting ready to leave.
"Hey Nikki...why don't you come with us."
"Sure...why not...after sitting in traffic forever I am anxious to go sit in the car again."
"Don't start Nikki."
The drive is definately a quiet one. No one is talking, as I think my rotten mood is rubbing off on everyone. As we are pulling out of the babysitters yard my husband breaks the ice:
"So Nikki? Are you still willing to accept the punishment we were talking about last night?"
"Well it was the only solution we could come up with. I definately need something to help me."
"So...you still want to be spanked like we talked about."
"I would not say want...more like NEED."
"Good point...you probably won't enjoy it this time."
"HELLO..did I say anything about enjoying it? I know it is going to hurt a lot, it is supposed to. In fact I think it needs to make me cry."
"HELLO...that is a no brainer."
"But..I think I should be allowed to use a safeword since this is our first time for this."
"I agree...I don't really want to hurt you."
"Yes you do...you want to.."
"You know what I mean."
"Yes"
As we pull into our driveway my nerves turn to jello. I know that for the first time in my life what is about to happen is because I have been a bad girl. I am finally going to be held accountable for my behavior. My thoughts are interrupted by my husband:
"Get out of the car...it is time to go inside."
As I begin walking towards the house he gives me a swat...different then any other one I had ever received. For this swat I know wasn't intended for play...it was intended to hurt. Another swat.
"But..what...what about the neighbors."
"They all know you...they will be glad you are getting what you deserve."
I am finally able to get the door open and slip into the privacy of our home.
"Take your coat off and your shoes"
"OK"
"Come into the living room I have your present."
As I walk into the living room I see my present. A brand spanking new paddle.
"Come on over here...time to get your present"
As I walk over to him...I am shaking and am to afraid to talk. He grabs my wrist..pulls me over his knee and folds my skirt up over my waist.
"Arch your hips"
"hhuhh?"
A hard series of hand spanks attacks my bottom as i begin to lift my hips off of his lap. He then tugs my panties way down to my knees.
"Are u ready for your present?"
"....uggghhh...ok"
The paddle cracks down on my bare bottom. HARD. The sting from it radiates through my body. All I can think of is how much more this really hurts then I expected.
"Nikki..I am tired of your attitude." CRACk
"Do you understand what I am saying? (series of rapid spanks)
"YES" SPANK< SPANK< SPANK
Another long series of swats which seem to keep getting harder as they come. For the first time in ages I begin to feel sorry for my behavior...sorry for having such a bad attitude. The pain of the spanking begins to overwhelm me causing me to begin to mutter the safe word. But, I stop myself as I realize that this spanking is changing my attitude. Although I have tears welling in my eyes, I am not crying like I need to be. He continues spanking me while the tears begin to flow faster and faster. Finally I begin crying, something I have not been able to do in a long time. As I lay there on his knee I feel the tension and stress melt out of me. The spanking ends with a few extra hard ones in a row. I lay there on his knee crying...crying for bad things I have done. Crying in realization of how my husband loves me enough to be willing to work with me. Crying of joy for finally having a total release of my bad attitude and crying for the gift that my husband gave me...probably the most beneficial gift that I have received in my life. |
Bendover
New member
Username: Bendover
Post Number: 32
Registered: 07-2005
| | Posted on Friday, July 15, 2005 - 01:15 pm: |
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Nikki, that was very good! Something tells me that it's more of a true story than fiction, no?
I liked the way you were distracted at work, thinking about it so much before you got your punishment. By the way, what did you do that was so bad? (Or your fictional spankee, if that's the case.) |
Nikki
New member
Username: Nikki
Post Number: 15
Registered: 07-2005
| | Posted on Friday, July 15, 2005 - 02:33 pm: |
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Yes it wasn't really fiction...I had some "motivation" for the idea. This happened because my attitude was terrible (I don't mean just bratty) it was down right awful. I was very mean and hateful towards everyone. I also needed to be reminded of what my priorities should be in life, my children. I was just so wound up that I was not even being a good mother. My husband and I were even beginning to have problems because of it. |
Littlered
New member
Username: Littlered
Post Number: 3
Registered: 07-2005
| | Posted on Sunday, July 17, 2005 - 07:29 pm: |
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Oh, Nikki, that was beautiful! I understand having to pay for a bad attitude and the joy of being released from it. Write more! |
Wolfie
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Wolfie
Post Number: 262
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Sunday, July 17, 2005 - 07:37 pm: |
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Your very brave Nikki, to accept that you need corrective help and then be willing to go thru with it...it takes a special person to do so. And bless your husband for being willing to help you find your way, and stick by you during an experiment like this. I'm glad things worked out well. 
wolfie loves Steve more than anything else in the whole world...even more than chocolate and lobster!
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