by Carl Hamlin
Sami peered back at him again. “Naaahhh. I would never think of it.”
Jim quickly snapped his wrist back and landed a smack on the lower portion of her bottom. He heard a soft “Ow.”
He rubbed the paddle back and forth across his target for what seemed to Sammi an agonizingly long time, then pulled the paddle back farther and gave her a hearty slap across the same area. He could hear an alto pitched “Ouch”, and the target began to wiggle.
He resumed the teasing rubbing of the paddle. “How we doing?”
He heard a sigh, then, “I’ll give you until the morning to stop doing all of these terrible painful things to me, you beast.”
Three seconds later, the paddle struck again. Jim heard “Muumph”, and then Sammi bent at the knees, and then quickly straightened up. Immediately, a much harder whack struck.
Sammi could hear Jim emit a sound of deliberation: “Hummm.”
“Now, what?”
He began rubbing his right hand softly over her hot, sore bottom. “Remember when you were emphasizing the difference between a spanking and a paddling?”
Sammie began to giggle and seductively wiggle some more. “Why are you asking?”
Jim continued to massage. “See if I have this right. This is spanking…” He drew his hand away and brought it back with a loud CRACK. Sammi yelped.
The next thing she felt was the paddle again being moved slowly back and forth. “And a paddling would be like this.”
He reached for the waistband and began to slowly lower the panties until Sammi’s bottom was bare. When she felt the paddle tapping against the uncovered warm and sore area, her emotions sent her reeling. She was afraid the sting would greatly increase, and she was afraid it would not.
Jim’s own mind was racing, wondering how to best provide the stimulation and sensations she yeaned for. The paddle was now traveling back and forth and up and down, and suddenly it left and came back with a sharp, stinging slap that generated the sound of “Uuuhhmmmmoooowww.”
As the paddle resumed its sensual travels across the red, tender mounds of her bottom, she was feeling ecstatic in spite of, or because of, the pain. It was not possible for her to be sure. It was certain that she did not care. She was drowning in pleasure, and she knew that the culmination of it all awaited them on the nearby bed.
Anyone listening outside the door would have heard the final sounds of Sammi’s second journey to the corners of her desires she had subdued for so long. A SMACK, then “Yikes”, a SMACK, then an “Ouch”, a CRACK followed by “Yeeeoow”, then a crunch of springs as Jim and Sammi fell upon the bed to alleviate all that the paddling had stirred within them both.
Jim and Sammi lay in each other’s arms in the now darkened bedroom. Each was thinking the same unsaid words: both were stunned at how quickly they had fallen in love.
Jim caressed her back and bottom as they cuddled. He softly caressed her backside, and could feel the warmth still radiating from the recently paddled flesh.
“Still sore?”
Sammi nuzzled his neck. “Yeah…. but a nice sore. It still stings a lot, like little bees zapping me. I like it.”
She crawled over on top of him. “For so long…I just fantasized that someday a guy I cared for would give me a hot seat. And…I always hoped it would have the effect on me that I always daydreamed about. And it does…that whack to my bottom…. it just makes everything inside of me come alive. I can’t explain it.” She giggled and kissed him. “But, I sure can enjoy it. And I can use some more of it from time to time.”
Jim ran his fingers across her face. “I will see to it. It will be our fun thing to do in the comfort of this old farm house…or the school building, when you’re in the mood for that setting.” Jim chuckled. “If it turns you on, I’ll tan your cute little hide anytime…anywhere.”
Sammi sighed. “I’m going to go on the pill soon.” She placed her head on his stomach. “I look forward to future playtimes with my cowboy.”
Jim ran his fingers through her hair. “Have more fantasies?”
“Uh-huh. Want to hear it?”
“Of course.”
Sammi giggled. “Okay, I see you sitting on the bed waiting for me. I come walking out…I’m excited and scared at the same time. All I have on is a nightshirt. Then you take me across your lap, and you pull the nightshirt up on my back. Then you start spanking me with your hand. The smacks keep getting harder and harder, until the sting gets really intense. Then, we make love with me on top.”
Jim groaned and patted her on the bottom. “I love it when you forecast the future.”
Three weeks later, Jim and Sammi were finishing up after another round of visitors. So far, for the summer, they had been at near capacity. As they worked, Jim could tell that Sammi was preoccupied, if not outright frightened.
They took the last armloads into the dining room and sat down to have some coffee. Sammi seemed to be avoiding eye contact, then finally spoke. “I got a letter today. A foster care program would like to bring some kids here for a few days next year in June.”
Jim pondered the idea. “What ages?”
“Ten children, ages eight through twelve. There would be two adults from the program as well.”
Jim sighed. “I’d love to do it. But, if these are troubled kids, that could be a lot for us to manage.”
Sammi laughed. “I thought so too. But maybe our trio of college girls would like to try again, and come that week and help. They could stay in the house in those sleeping bags. They could do it in exchange for a week here.”
Jim hummed. “I don’t have a problem with that. In fact, I think that’s a great idea. See if they would be interested, then we can get back to the foster program staff.”
Sammi leaned forward and took Jim’s hand. “I’m also sure they would like to help take care of the baby.”
Jim was about to put his coffee cup to his lips. He sat it down slowly, a stunned look on his face.
Sammi had tears in her eyes. “You know, those things you buy at the drug store are not one hundred-percent reliable. I guess we’re part of that tiny fraction.”
Jim still had the same expression of disbelief, and then Sammi’s heart melted with joy as she saw the wide grin appear. He tried to speak, but could only stutter as he seemed overwhelmed with emotion. He got up, ran around to the other side of the bench, and gave Sammi the tightest squeeze she had ever experienced. They both were now in another place as Sammi cried from happiness.
Jim straightened up and wiped his own eyes. “I hope this means you’ll marry me.”
Sammi laughed and kissed him. “Silly cowboy, I would have married you anyway.”
Jim rocked her in his arms. “How old does our child need to be for a first pony?”
Jim and Sammi stood on the front porch. Jim watched as she put her cell phone back in its holster. “So what did they say?”
She leaned her head against his chest. “They’re thrilled. They never have said it, but me being an only child, and I was born after they ever expected to have a child…well, I think they were afraid they would never live to be grandparents. I wish your parents could be with us to hear this news.”
Jim nodded and looked down. “Sammi, do you think they would like to live out here, so we could take good care of them?”
“Where would they?”
Jim pointed to the guesthouses. “I think we can find room for their own little bungalow, right over there. No steps for them to walk up… an alarm for them to call for help…everything built just right for their needs.”
Sammi began to cry. “Thank you! That would be wonderful.”
They stood in silence for a while, then Jim began to chuckle. He gave her a squeeze around the waist and said, “I wonder which time it happened.”
Sammi giggled. “The woman always knows. It had something to do with a very memorable - and enjoyable - paddling that took place in the bedroom.”
As Jim stood beside the only woman he had ever truly lo
ved, carrying his child, he looked over the land that was now his. He had a home, and a stable full of the animals he adored. He was no longer going to be moving around the world, away from his childhood home. He had found all he had ever really sought. His life had become complete.
The End.
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six