Financial Discipline

by Carole Archer

  Fighting back tears, she began her confession, telling Peter that George spanked her minutes after her arrival at his house that first time and he’d been spanking her on a regular basis ever since.

  She was surprised that Peter didn’t look in the least shocked and simply pulled a chair up next to her and held her hand as he listened intently.

  Lindsay sobbed her heart out as she told him that she’d initially been embarrassed when George had spanked her, but she gradually came to realize that his methods might actually work and she couldn’t risk losing his help.

  When she could think of nothing more to say, she looked at Peter through tear-filled eyes and was stunned when he smiled at her. “Lindsay, I’ve known the truth all along. I couldn’t fail to notice how you squirmed in your seat after seeing George, how you often chose to stand while you told me about your meetings with him, and how awkwardly you walked at times.”

  Lindsay blushed. She couldn’t believe he’d known all along and said nothing.

  Peter patted her thigh gently. “Lindsay, when I gave you that £50, what did you do with it?”

  She looked him in the eye. “I gave it to George. I swear I did. I couldn’t tell you I’d paid my debt to him with a severe 50-stroke caning, so I took your money and gave it to George. He paid it off my debt. I told him I’d returned some shopping and got a refund and that’s where the money had come from. I told him the truth last week and he gave me the hardest punishment ever. I cried myself to sleep that night, but I felt better for it. That’s why I’m telling you the truth now.”

  “Lindsay, as I said I always knew George was spanking you. I wondered when you’d tell me the truth. After Mrs. Jones contacted me about her daughter Emma, I found many young ladies who were happy to talk to me about George and his unconventional methods, but they were all in favor and refused to say a bad word against him. They said he only spanked if they didn’t stick to their budgets and spankings were always given with their consent. When I saw how he had helped them, I realized that you desperately needed his help and I sent you to him. I never intended you to write a story about him.”

  Lindsay was shocked but smiled. “Thank you.” Taking a deep breath, she looked at him again. “There’s more than that Sir. I need to tell you that George is my partner. I’ve fallen in love with him. He makes me happy, but he still spanks me. If anything he’s even stricter with me than he was before.”

  She scowled at Peter when he laughed. “I’m sure you deserve every smack.”

  Peter suddenly became serious. “Lindsay, if you lie to me again, I will spank you. I’m serious.”

  Lindsay nodded, got up and walked across the room, locking the door and closing the blinds before returning to him and tugging her skirt up above her hips. “I’m sorry I lied. I deserve to be punished.” She stood beside him and looked at him and was almost relieved when he guided her across his lap. She gasped when he took hold of the waistband of her panties and pulled them down to mid-thigh before patting his hand on her bare buttocks.

  “It wasn’t my intention to spank you, but I have to agree that you deserve to have your bottom roasted for lying to me for so long. I had hoped you trusted me enough to confide in me.”

  Lindsay gritted her teeth as he immediately started to spank her, bringing his hand down hard on her bottom. She resolved to be brave but as her punishment showed no signs of stopping her resolve broke and she whimpered as her bottom reddened rapidly. As Peter moved his attention to her thighs, she started to kick and cry and when he finally stopped spanking and gently rubbed her bottom, she clung to his legs as she sobbed pitifully.

  Peter rubbed her back gently and talked comfortingly to her. “Lindsay, you’re forgiven, it’s all over. I hope you feel better now.”

  As Peter lifted her to her feet, Lindsay wiped her tears away before reaching back and rubbing her bottom. She pouted as she rubbed her tender flesh and her tears started afresh as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. He gave her bottom another rub before reaching down and pulling her panties up, tugging her skirt over her hips. She winced as the tight garment rubbed against her sore bottom and she turned away embarrassed as she straightened her clothing.

  “I’m sorry,” she said, heading towards the door, feeling utterly humiliated at her inability to stop crying. Peter grasped her wrist and pulled her back, sitting her on his lap and holding her. “You’re going nowhere until you calm down.”

  Lindsay nodded and clung to him. “I need to go and see George. I don’t think he’ll be so forgiving.”

  “Of course he will. I assume he loves you as much as you love him?”

  Lindsay looked up and nodded. She smiled brightly and nodded more enthusiastically. “Oh yes, definitely, but I don’t think he’ll ever forgive me when I tell him what I do for a living and why I originally went to see him.”

  Peter shook his head and held her as she trembled in his arms. “Lindsay, I’ll come with you. I’ll explain things to him if that will help.”

  Lindsay thought about it and was almost tempted to take the easy option. As she concentrated on her breathing and slowly calmed herself down, she smiled as her boss tenderly wiped away her tears.

  “No Sir,” she sighed. “As tempting as it is to hide behind you, I need to face him myself,” she said, standing quickly before she lost her nerve.

  Peter gave her a hug and a kiss and gently patted her bottom. “I didn’t want to spank you so hard, but I thought you needed it.”

  Lindsay nodded. “Thank you Sir. I did need it. Can I go now?”

  “Yes, but you’re not driving in that state. I’ll take you.” Without giving her chance to object, Peter put on his jacket and guided her out of the office.

  Tears streaked Lindsay’s cheeks as she sat in silence while Peter drove. She was grateful that he’d driven her because she wasn’t really capable at the moment. She squirmed in her seat and desperately hoped that George was going to make her bottom even sorer. If he did, that meant he still cared and wasn’t going to throw her out.

  As Peter stopped the car, Lindsay kissed him on the cheek and thanked him as she looked towards George’s house. Tears continued to pour from her eyes and she sobbed as she climbed out of the car.

  “Good luck,” Peter called after her.

  As Lindsay walked towards George’s house, the door flew open.

  “Lindsay, where on earth have you been? I was getting worried.” He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly against him. “Whatever’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

  Leading her into the house, he sat down and pulled her into his arms. “Please talk to me.”

  Lindsay looked up at him. “I love you so much. I need you to know that.”

  George looked confused. “Lindsay, we’re supposed to be going out for dinner. You’re late. Tonight was supposed to be special.”

  Lindsay glanced down at herself and gasped as she saw the press pass hanging around her neck. She’d planned on breaking the news to him a little more tactfully than that.

  “George, I need to talk to you. You’ll probably hate me but I can’t go on like this.”

  George remained silent as she turned to face him. “I’m so sorry. I’ve not been honest with you.”

  She watched the color drain from George’s face and she closed her eyes.

  “I work for the local newspaper. I’m a reporter.”

  Lindsay eventually opened her eyes, looking at George to see what his reaction was. He shrugged. “Yes Lindsay, I know what you do for a living. I buy the local paper. I see your name and picture in there all the time. I did think it was strange when we first met and you told me you were a receptionist for a shipping company then handed me a wad of pay slips from the Eastfield Echo newspaper, but I don’t care where your salary comes from.”

  Lindsay sighed. How could she have been so stupid? She never thought for a moment that he knew of her true profession. Taking a deep breath, she continued. “When I first came to you, my boss sen
t me here to do a story on your debt management service. We’d had a complaint that you’re a pervert and a bully and I came here to get a story, to expose you as a dirty old man who has no intention of helping young women and simply wants to spank them to satisfy his own sexual desires.”

  Lindsay looked at George and was horrified when she saw tears in his eyes. She knelt down in front of him and pleaded with him to listen to her.

  “That first session with you I could see you were genuine. I saw how much you could help me and I lied to my boss. I told him you hadn’t spanked me. I told him you were helping me sort out my finances. Eventually he backed off and agreed I should keep seeing you and there was no story. I couldn’t bear to be without you now.”

  “There are plenty of other debt management services out there,” he snapped bitterly.

  Lindsay shook her head. “No, I wouldn’t find anyone quite like you. You’re good for me, but more than that I love you. Please don’t kick me out. Please forgive me.” Lindsay’s voice trembled as she fought back tears.

  George looked into her eyes. “I love you too Lindsay. I’m hurt that people think badly of me. As you know my methods work and I never spank without consent.”

  Lindsay nodded. She could certainly vouch for the fact that his methods worked.

  She was pleased when he seemed to quickly regain his composure. “Well young lady. We had a table booked for 7pm and it’s now quarter past. What do you suggest we do?” As he spoke he guided her to her feet and turned her away from him, unfastening the button and zip on her skirt before tugging it down over her hips. He landed a firm smack over her panties before turning her to face him. Lindsay couldn’t help smiling. He was going to spank her, it would hurt, but at least he still loved her.

  “Your thighs are a little red.”

  Lindsay blushed and her smile faded. “Peter spanked me when I told him I’d been lying to him about you.”

  George nodded in approval as he gripped her panties and tugged them down to her ankles. “I should hope he did spank you for telling lies. That’s very naughty.”

  Lindsay swallowed nervously as he took her hand and pulled her to his side. “Let’s see if your bottom’s as red as your thighs,” he said, guiding her across his knee and stroking her bottom gently. He reached across and picked up the phone and she glanced over her shoulder and watched him dial a number. He called the restaurant and apologized for missing his booking, saying he had some very urgent business to deal with and could he put the booking back an hour. He patted Lindsay’s bottom and watched her carefully as he spoke, smiling as he thanked the person on the phone for their help before hanging up.

  George patted her bottom a little more firmly now. “A spanking at work means another spanking at home, young lady.”

  “Yes Sir.”

  “You also admit to telling lies to me so I should really get my paddle, especially as your boss has very kindly warmed your bottom, but I think you feel guilty enough about your behavior. I intend to give you a very hard hand spanking, because I don’t think anything less will rid you of the guilt you’re feeling. Am I right? Do you need a hard hand spanking from someone who loves you very much and will always forgive you?”

  Lindsay trembled as she reached back and gripped his hand. She struggled to speak for a moment but eventually managed to sob “yes Sir” as tears rolled down her cheeks. Knowing he still loved her and forgave her was all she needed to hear, but she needed him to spank her hard. He could forgive her a million times, but things wouldn’t be right unless she could forgive herself too.

  George gripped her hand firmly and held it against her back as he gently stroked her bottom, then without warning his hand cracked hard against her bare bottom. From the first smack she cried out and kicked her legs and she continued to kick and cry throughout her spanking. He smacked her slowly, making sure she felt the weight behind each spank, which flattened her cheeks with the impact. He lectured her as he spanked, reminding her why she was in this childish position for the second time that day. Eventually he broke through her defenses and she collapsed in sobs across his lap.

  Lifting her up, he gave her a hug and kiss before guiding her to the corner. “I want you to stand there for five minutes and think about what a naughty young lady you are. You’ve made us late for dinner. I’ll be sure to take you across my knee for a bedtime spanking later, you naughty girl.”

  Lindsay grinned as he left the room. She wiped her tears away and smiled brightly. All the disappointment was gone from his voice and he sounded almost playful. A few minutes later he turned her to face him and using a warm, wet flannel he wiped her tear stained face before kissing her softly on the lips.

  Removing her shirt, she thought he was about to take her to bed and was stunned when he helped her into a beautiful red dress he’d bought for her. He gave her a few minutes to fix her hair and make-up before leading her to the sofa and taking her across his knee. She spread her legs wide and squirmed in ecstasy as he lifted her dress and fingered her pussy until she had a noisy orgasm. She lay exhausted across his lap as he fingered her anus and she squirmed slightly as he pushed a butt plug into her bottom before helping her to her feet.

  “Come on, we’d better make a move or we’ll be late for our table. They’ve already put it back once.”

  “Can I put my panties on?”

  George smiled wickedly. “No!”

  “But Sir,” she whined, “you’ve got that awful thing inside my bottom. What if it falls out?”

  “You’ll have to make sure it doesn’t,” he smiled.

  “But Sir, my dress isn’t very long. What if it blows up? People might see my bare bottom.”

  George smiled and guided her to the door. “Let’s hope that doesn’t happen because if it does they’ll be in no doubt that you’ve been spanked very soundly.” He stepped behind her and lifted her dress, which came to mid-thigh and only just concealed the hand marks that covered her upper thighs. He patted her bottom gently, pressing firmly on the butt plug. “They’d also be able to see this and would know that you must be a very naughty girl to be punished in such a way.”

  Lindsay gasped as he guided her outside and was very flustered when he led her past his car and said they were walking. It was only five minutes away, but she was very self-conscious and was relieved when they were finally in the restaurant and seated, though she squirmed uncomfortably on her sore bottom and against the butt plug that stretched her just enough for her to constantly be aware of its presence.

  Lindsay couldn’t believe that a short time ago she thought their relationship was over. She smiled brightly as they chatted and enjoyed a meal.

  George was very attentive and looked at her with so much love. Lindsay couldn’t believe she’d almost ruined their relationship and vowed to make it up to him. He smiled at her and moved to her side, dropping to one knee and taking her hand. Lindsay gasped with delight as he kissed her hand and took a ring out of his pocket, sliding it halfway up her finger before gazing into her tear-filled eyes. “Lindsay, I love you more than words can say. Will you marry me?”

  Lindsay grinned. “Yes.”

  He pushed the ring all the way onto her finger and she was delighted to find it was a perfect fit. A large ruby surrounded by small diamonds glinted at her and she sobbed as she flung her arms around him. She couldn’t imagine a more perfect ring. As she released her grip on him and looked into his eyes, she blushed as the restaurant erupted into applause.

  “We’ll still continue with your debt management plan, but any transgressions will be regarded even more seriously. Any overspending will result in a paddle spanking every night for a month and you’ll find yourself in bed at 8pm nursing a very sore bottom each night.”

  Lindsay blushed and glanced around, scowling at him as the watching diners could so easily have heard his threat.

  She was relieved to get home and have the butt plug removed and she smiled throughout her gentle bedtime spanking. After they made love, he suggest
ed she move in with him while they planned their wedding and she agreed without hesitation.

  She foolishly didn’t take his threat to spank her very seriously though and a few weeks before their wedding she splashed out on a few extras before going home to tell George she couldn’t afford her debt management payment and he’d need to cover it for her.

  She was shocked when he took her across his knee and gave her a very stinging spanking before standing her in the corner for 15 minutes. She was distraught when he sat her down at the desk she so hated and made her write lines for two hours, at which time he dragged her upstairs, reminded her of his vow to paddle her bottom every night for a month and put her to bed at 8pm if she dared to overspend.

  George then stripped her naked, took her across his knee and paddled her bottom hard before tucking her into bed. She cried herself to sleep, rubbing her stinging bottom frantically, as she realized how seriously she’d underestimated his threat. He was true to his word and paddled her bottom every night for a month. Going to bed at 8pm with an extremely sore bottom was no fun at all, especially as George refused to join her.

  Each night when he spanked her she howled like a baby as the paddle cracked down firmly, relighting the fire in her bare bottom. As hard as she tried to be good, she couldn’t help sobbing and begging him to stop. It certainly taught her a lesson that she’d never forget. Each night after he’d spanked her she fell into his arms and sobbed, telling him how much she loved him. On the second night he told her it broke his heart to have to do this to her, but she would learn to be obedient and he would keep his promise to punish her so she knew when she married him that she must take any threat he made seriously. She sobbingly agreed.

  When her month of punishment was finally over, Lindsay sobbed as he made love to her. She’d missed him, but no sex had been part of her punishment too. She totally understood his reasons and hugged him close as she told him she loved him. She couldn’t wait to be his wife and vowed she’d never make such a harsh punishment necessary ever again.