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Hotseat
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Username: Hotseat
Post Number: 2
Registered: 07-2005
| | Posted on Friday, July 22, 2005 - 02:59 am: | 
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At last my two week business trip from hell is finally over. It will be nice to be back in my own home away from all the drama of my customers.
As I pull into the garage, I notice the broken tailight and dent on the back of your car. My first concern is for your safety. "Honey what happened to your car?" speaking as calmy as I can.
"Ohhh, the dent, that happened in the parking lot at the supermarket, it was a hit and run." you mutter nervously.
"Well, thats ok, at least you were not hurt, and the accident was not your fault."
You just nod your head and walk away. Since you are busy I decide to walk out and check the mail. As I approach the mailbox, I notice that the box seems different, it almost looks like it has sunk deeper into the yard. I quickly decide that I need to stop taking such long flights, as I am clearly overly tired and am seeing things. As I close the box I begin to laugh, even the color of the mailbox doesnt seem the same. Oh boy it is time for me to take a nap.
I am awakened from my slumber from a loud tinny sounding crash which sounded close by. In looking out the window it doesn't take me long to find the source of the noise. Laying down in my driveway is my mailbox.
When I walk by you I quickly ask if you saw what happened to the mailbox.
You just shake your head and mumble "UH no, why, whats wrong with it?"
"It is laying down on the ground."
You assure me again that you know nothing about it.
While I am attempting the repair of the box, it becomes apparent that the box has been tampered with. Even the concrete that I poured into the hole around the pole has been removed. The pole is broke off and has just been stuffed into the hole relying on neighboring rocks for support. Upon closer inspection, I see red paint on the side of the pole, and small pieces of a tailight lens laying there. The tailight pieces seem to match the talight from your car.
I storm back into the house fuming "DID YOU BACK OVER THE MAILBOX AND THEN TRY TO HIDE IT?"
"I already told you know." you say in a nervous whisper.
"DON'T LIE TO ME! I KNOW WHAT YOU DID! I FOUND THE PIECES!!"
"Well what is the big deal? I fixed it didn't I?" you reply smartly.
"The big deal is that you lied, and went to great lengths to deceive me. Wait a minute, you were drinking again weren't you?"
"Just a little, I accidentally backed into it when I was trying to put the car away like you always lecture me about."
"You hit the box from the back. You were driving out of the driveway when you hit it weren't you? You were drunk, and were going to the store weren't you? DON'T LIE TO ME, YOU WILL ONLY MAKE IT WORSE."
"YES, I was drunk. YES, I lied about hitting it. YES, I was backing out when I hit it."
"You know I am going to have to spank you now. You are crowding forty years old, this is not acceptable. Driving drunk is VERY SERIOUS you could have killed someone. You also lied"
You start to plead "But, but, but I never made it to the street and I did confess."
"You only admitted it after you knew you were caught. So you are going to have to get a spanking. Go out in the garage and get a couple pieces of rope from the middle cabinet. Then go into your room and get your pillow"
You freeze trying to think of some way out of what you know is coming.
I smack you hard on your jean covered butt. Causing you to take a step towards the door while letting out a single yelp.
"If you don't want more <smack> go get the things."
I am about to go track you down when you walk in carrying all of the items. "Put the pillow on the table, move the dining chair on that side to. Take off your jeans and your panties. <smack> do as you are told.
"But, but, but..."
"Don't you worry your butt will be addressed soon. Walk to the table and place the pillow on the edge of the table and bend over. Spread your legs out farther. <smack> FARTHER! <smack> FAR..."
"OK, OK, OK" you say as you stand with your legs spread, and your naked butt turned over the edge of the table.
I take the first length of rope and securely tie your left leg to the left leg of the table. Your right leg is tied firmly to the right table leg. I walk up to the table beside you and grab your wrists together and take my last length of rope and tie them tightly together. I pull your wrists hard enough that you wind up bent over the table. I take the end of the rope and lash it to the far support on the table making it impossible for you to squirm let alone move.
"You deserve this hon, you can't be irresponsible like that."
You nod your head quickly while begging for mercy.
I respond by slipping my belt out of my pants and lay it across your butt.
"NO PLEASE, NOT THE BELT"
"It is for your own good. <crack> <whack> <smack>.
"OWWWW IT STINGS"
"It is supposed to <smack> <smack> <smack>.
"I won't do it again. I will never drive drunk again." you say as tears begin to form in your eyes.
"You haven't learned yet" I say as I start hitting you harder with the belt. The belt hits your bottom harder and faster.
"OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW!!! PLEASE STOP! I AM SORRY>"
I keep spanking you as I can hear you begin to start crying. "This is for lying" I say as I spank your butt hard many times in a row. I put the belt down after spanking you for a couple minutes while you were crying.
"Are you sorry?"
You nod vicously while still crying."I, I'm, I'm so sorry for lying to you. I love you thank you for punishing me."
Seeing you tied over the table gives me another idea. I slowly undress and move in close behind you. While you regain your composure I enter you from the back. It doesn't take me long to discover your wetness. As I am inside you I am slapping your already reddened butt. You orgasm with enough force to move the table. After we settle down I undo your restraints and we embrace for what seems like forever. As I look into your eyes I see the same beautiful woman who I fell in love with. We kiss sweetly and I can see that all the stress and tension has been wiped from your mind.
"I love you honey"
"I love you to. Are you ashamed of me? I can't handle you being disappointed in me." you say while rubbing your bottom.
"No, you have a clean slate."
Smiling you say "Well, because of my little...er..driving lesson, you are going to have to go to the grocery store, since I can't sit. You will also have to pickup the kids and drop them off at their afterschool events, since my bottom is to sore to sit on."
Groaning I say "Remind me to never spank until after all your errands are done"
NO WAY, he he.
THE END
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Bethie
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Bethie
Post Number: 307
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Friday, July 22, 2005 - 03:35 pm: |
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Good story, Hotseat! I really liked the ending and I always like a little bondage. Hehe. 
Thanks for sharing! |
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