Leaving both Toby and Thomas left from under their roof, waving bye. Samantha's chest's sudden beat caught tight with Emerson's husband's; words:
'Stand in the corner and you better stay there until I'm ready to deal with you.' his voice held tone laced with calm rage as if she were convicted in some crime.
So there she stood in the corner like a toddling brat that just did the baddest thing ever. Emerson held herself up against the counter allowing a sipping of steamed warm liquid coffee down her throat. Leaned watching as Toby and Thomas left their house.
"Ready to go, Baby boy?" Thomas says taking Toby's hand in his, his unsettled face becomes instantly happy being asked about Tiffany's party. He laughed " Yes Daddy!" he replied
Then they were off. Soon Sebastian's attention turned back to Samantha still placed where he'd told her to be, as Emerson waved both boys off.
"Samantha, come here!" He barked, walking straight accordingly, and sat directly on the Ottoman. Samantha gulped but meekly followed his instructions.
"Drop your Shorts and lay across my knee." He directs once Samantha stands inches away from in front of him. She gulped again, and her chest pounded behind his words.
She was hesitating, her hands ravaging shakingly as she scrambled to pull her shorts down.
"NOW!" Sebastian raised his voice once more, causing Samantha to scramble faster with her trembling fingers.
Now down, Samantha's sock feet scruff against the carpet floor, setting direction towards Sebastian's knee.
Then just as she had draped herself across, he secured her firmly in place. His hand raised and landed with little to no restraint, and a loud slap sound crossed through the air.
Samantha gasped through the first and second slaps made across her cheeks. She winced at the fifth and tenth spanks.
Her feet scruffed against the carpet, feet kicking against each deliberate painfully delivered spank across her now-turned pinken ass, socks flew off by the twentieth.
"Stop kicking!, " he said. Samantha continued thrusting
"Stop spanking me!!" She screamed continuing
" Em, go give me the switch! darling."
he told his wife who now felt kinda bad for her bff but knew she couldn't do anything about it and applied. "Yes sir."
"NO!! NOO!!" Samantha cried through begging for no more,but Sebastian didn't relent as he continued holding down her legs.
"Since you don't want to obey me, these panties are coming down as well as a switch to this ass!"
Samantha looked up, her head immediately shaking as she continued sobbing begging for release. "NO PLEASE I'M SORRY!!"But it was too late her now cotton underwear was stripped down, and so was Emerson back inside.
She hands the branch over to her husband. His free hand swiftly pinned back Samantha's as she went to cover up her Pinken flush.
His hand raised switch in hand, without hesitation began Samantha now full body jolting with each sharp swish of the branch.
Welts line on each cheek as Sebastian showed zero leniency swishing the branch in hand cut through the air.
Emerson? All the way cutting herself off from it. Unless she wanted to also feel her husband next.
She headed back upstairs completely out the way she felt bad but there was nothing she could do.
For a moment was the sound of swiftly Swoosh Cracks and sobbing. the sound of sniffed sniffling.
Sebastian's hand had stopped, then Emerson came back seeing her BFF's nose pressed against the corner, her hand on her head ,and feet spread apart.
Her friend barred from the bottom,as she made her way over to Sebastian. "Sebby...?" She meekly spoke still in his robe and hot caffeine in hand.
He looked at her and sighed. "Nothing to worry about," he glazed to a sobbing Sam " She'll be fi-"
"No-!" She interrupted. " I mean I know but uh... could she still watch the movie with us...?"
"Huh? You want her to watch the movie with us?" Sebastian looked for a minute and thought for a second. "Fine but only after her time's up, go upstairs and put on the movie then."
Emerson looked back up to him again and smiled.
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Mrs Emerson Michaels
FanfictionA year into their relationship of marriage Emerson, and Sebastian have never been even more meant for each other then of now. SURE Emerson can be a bit of a quote 'badass wifu' as in of doing things she knows she's not suppose to, and a tan on her...
