World Turning

NSFW

My girlfriend and I have a contract with each other. This contract guarantees that both of us will do our best to make our relationship work. It also ensures that order is maintained in our respective households. Our contract sets out rules, general and specific, as well as penalties to be administered if the rules are broken.

What kinds of penalties? When Stevie breaks a rule, she must submit to a spanking or similar punishment. The seriousness of the offense dictates the severity of the punishment; how many strokes she receives as well as what implement is used. If I break a rule, I am required to compensate Stevie with gifts.

On one recent incident, I came home from work and she was waiting for me. When I went to the refrigerator, I found that my beer was completely gone. I don't mind if Stevie drinks my beer, but my policy is "never take the last bottle." I returned to the living room, where she sat looking guilty.

"Stevie," I said, "you drank my last beer. You know what that means."

"I'm sorry," she responded, "I was going to buy some more, but I didn't want to drive right away. I won't do it again."

"I accept your apology. Nevertheless, this calls for a punishment. Now I have to miss the news while I go to the store. Go to the chest and bring me the leather paddle," I told her sternly.

Stevie obediently rose and walked across the room to a wooden chest. She opened the lid and lifted out the specified tool, then delivered it to me.

"Remove your shirt and bra, and lie across my lap. You will receive a total of sixty spanks."

She pulled her shirt over her head and unfastened the clip at the front of her bra. Once she was bent over I rubbed my hand across the tight fabric of the skirt that covered her bottom. With my bare hand I dealt ten swift, hard spanks to her butt. I then pulled up her skirt to reveal the thin nylon of her panties. She tensed and yelped as I gave her ten more hand-spanks.

Finally, I pulled her panties down, exposing her slightly pink cheeks. I picked up the hard leather paddle. This paddle is sixteen inches long and three inches wide. With my left hand I pulled her right wrist behind her back and held it there.

I let the paddle rest across her butt for a few seconds so she could anticipate the first blow. She squirmed on my lap until I raised the paddle high and brought it swiftly down. It contacted her flesh with a loud crack, and Stevie squealed in pain. Again I swung the leather downward and was satisfied with another cry. I continued to deal thirty-eight more swats to her ass, and then finished. Tears streaked Stevie's face as she went to a mirror to look at her red, marked butt.

"I'm going to the store now," I said. "Go stand in the corner and wait for me to return.

Another time, Stevie and I had a date to see a new movie that was getting rave reviews. I arrived at home about fifteen minutes before showtime, only to discover that she was not yet dressed.

"Sorry, Lindsey," she said, "I'm running behind. I'll be ready in ten minutes!"

I was angry. "Now we'll be late and miss the beginning of the movie. Come here!"

Stevie nervously approached and lowered her panties. I bent her over the back of the sofa and administered twenty-five very hard spanks to her bare nates with my bare hand. When I finished, I let her up and she readjusted her panties.

"That's just a warm-up," I said. "We'll finish this after the movie. In the meantime, finish dressing. Put on a short skirt without your panties."

As we sat in the theatre I knew she was sitting on a warm butt. To increase her anticipation, I reminded her several times that she still had the rest of the punishment coming.