Drinking & Driving

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        The alarm clock ringing is what woke me up, my head was pounding so bad, the ringing noise felt like daggers straight to my brain. I barely opened my eyes as I turned it off. 7am? On a Saturday? I didn't have much longer to think about it before the bedroom door was roughly shoved open, blankets ripped off of me, and I was turned onto my stomach.
           "What?," I mumbled, my head still pounding.
           "Going to be a long, ASS day sweetheart," I heard Sebastian before I felt his hand start striking my panty covered ass at lightning speed.
*smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack smack*
           "AAAH SEBASTIAN WHAT THE HELL?" No sooner did the word leave my mouth when I felt his hand grip my upper arm, lifting me off the bed, leading me towards the bathroom, while still peppering my bottom. *smack smack smack smack smack* once in the bathroom he opens a brand new bar of soap, fills the sink with water and lets it soak, completely ignoring my whines of protest. He takes off my shirt and panties leaving me naked, then grabs the bath brush he started hanging on the wall once we officially moved in together.
           "Nonononono," I'm crying tears, I'm scared, my head hurts, I'm confused. A minute later he olds the soap to my lips, when I don't open my mouth, he lands a single hard swat of the bath brush on my thigh, as soon as my mouth opens to cry he stuffs the bar in, then continues to swat me every step back into the bedroom, then bends me over, hands on the bench at the end of the bed, and starts flunking the bath brush off my butt and thighs.
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          "Mammoth mmmm mmmph" I try to cry out, he takes the soap out to soften it some more. "Wait," I call. "I think I'm going to puke." It's almost like a light switch goes off, he sets everything down, gently grabs my hand and leads me to the bathroom. While I'm puking he rubs my back and holds my hair. Once I'm finally done, he picks me up into his arms, brings me to bed and I fall back asleep.
         I wake up again at about 2, I throw a bathrobe on and go downstairs to try and find Sebastian, he is sitting on the couch. When he sees me he pays the spot beside him, I curl up into his side.
         "You know we aren't done right?"
         "I had a feeling," I mumbled.
         " can you tell me what you did wrong?"
         "I.... came home late? And I guess drank too much?" He sighed.
         "How did you get home?" My eyes widen, how could I have been so stupid?! I was only a couple streets away I could have walked, but he's right, I remember getting in the driver seat..."
         "Oh my god..." he doesn't reply for a minute.
         "Lets get you some food." I follow him into the kitchen where he makes me some food, after I'm done we both just sit at the table. "Are you ready to talk?" I slowly nod. "You're in no shape today, so I decided tomorrow we will start a fresh, starting with the mouth soaping we didn't get to today."
         "Yes sir," i look down at the floor. "I'm sorry." I genuinely feel disappointment in myself.
         "Look me in the eyes." I look back at him. "Driving while impaired is one of the most irresponsible things you can do, you will not be driving, or drinking for the foreseeable future. A couple months at the very least."
         "Yes sir."
         "I love you, that's why I need to take this serious, tomorrow will be a full day punishment." I feel tears streaming down my face.
         "Yes sir." He gently wipes my tears with his thumb and wraps me in a hug. We go about our evening as we normally would, but come bedtime I couldn't sleep. I tossed and I turned, not looking forward to the next day.

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