by Lynn Forest
He caressed with the paddle for several seconds, before SLAP… SLAP… SLAP.
“I have good news, and bad news for you, Lily.” SLAP… SLAP. “Do you want the good news or the bad news first?”
Even in spite of the incredible circumstances, Lily began to giggle as she responded. “Give me the good news first.” SLAP… SLAP… SLAP.
“The good news is that you’re now getting that sexy little playful paddling in my office that you have been wanting.” SLAP… SLAP… SLAP.
Lily was finally starting to emit subdued yelps as the paddle landed. “Ow… and what’s the bad news?” SLAP… “Ouch.”… SLAP… “Uh.”… SLAP… “Ow.”
Martin resumed shuffling the paddle back and forth across her dark pink bottom. “The bad news is you’re going to get your real paddling…” SLAP… SLAP… SLAP… SLAP… SLAP. “Right now!”
And then, before she expected, the paddle had drawn away and came back with a loud CRACK that seemed to completely fill the room, yet was not accompanied by any cry of pain or protest.
Again the paddle was moving back and forth in its frightening caress, and Martin spoke slowly and with a menacing tone, “I just have to tell you, sweetheart, I can see a perfect image of this paddle on your bottom right now. Now, let’s make another copy.” CRACK!
Again, there was no verbal response to the very hard whack.
The holes in the paddle that was drifting back and forth across her bottom irritated the hot stinging flesh, unlike the cool smooth surface of the hairbrush between spanks. “Sweetheart, are we reaching an understanding about judgment?”
A high-pitched voice responded. “Yes… definitely.”
He continued using his intimidating voice: “Sweetheart, I’m trying to paddle you as hard as I paddled Helen when I was concluding her punishment. The difference is, I’m trying to whack you that hard every time.”
A trembling voice responded, “I think… you have it just… exactly… right.” CRACK… CRACK! Lily emitted a loud squeal. CRACK… CRACK! Lily was suddenly crying freely, forming her hands into fists and beginning to pound them on the desk as she struggled to cope with the fire in her backside.
Martin stepped around the desk and leaned down close to Lily. “I believe that you told someone I was paddling that the last one is the hardest.”
In hearing these words, Lily clenched her teeth and squeezed her eyes shut before seconds later… WHAM!
Lily stayed in place at first, her breath taken away by the nearly unbearable sting that made her bottom feel as if it were in flames. She felt Martin’s hand on her upper right arm as he began to help her to stand up.
He felt disturbed when he saw that he had once again brought her to overwhelming tears, as he did with the spanking she had requested for the never prosecuted crime she had committed years before.
As soon as she was standing up, she collapsed against him, and began to sob uncontrollably as he wrapped his arms around her and held her. They stood there for a long time, as her tears eventually stopped flowing, and her breathing return to normal after a bout of crying-induced hiccups.
Several more minutes passed by while Lily remained pressed against Martin as he held her close. Finally, she began to draw way, and started to fan herself with her hand. Then a smile came across her face. “Wasn’t it just a few days ago that I was hugging Belinda while she was bawling her eyes out after you paddled her?”
“Come to think of it, that’s right. But you have a lot more to settle down from.”
“Mmm hmm, I most certainly do. That… was really intense. And I think it’s going to keep feeling intense the rest of the day. I’m still afraid to pull my panties up. I think that might hurt.” She reached for a fresh tissue and blew her nose, then got another to wipe more tears from her eyes.
Martin placed his hands on her shoulders. “It’s up to you as to whether you still want to come over tonight. I would understand if you didn’t want to see me.”
She leaned over and put her hands around his waist. “I will be there. And who knows what I might bring along? I’m going to expect you to put a fresh coating of cold cream on my ass.”
She sighed deeply. “And speaking of my ass, just what shade of red was it when you were done paddling me?”
Martin winced at her question. “I don’t know what you call a shade of red that dark.”
She chewed on her lower lip and fluttered her eyes. “I was going to be cute. Sometime next week I was going to pretend like I’d put that file in the wrong place…”
Martin looked at her with a stern expression. “Well, you did put that file in the wrong place.”
She fluttered her eyes and smiled again. “I was just doing that so that you would paddle me in your office. I guess I’ve kind of been fantasizing about it.”
He began to run his hands across her cheeks, and then he leaned down and kissed her. “I doubt that you were expecting that fantasy to be acted out with such realism.”
She reached behind her, raised up her dress and rubbed her bare bottom. “I’m not sure that realism conveys the full meaning of what just happened. I never imagined I would ever get a paddling quite like that one.”
He began to massage her shoulders. “I hope I wasn’t brutal.”
She smiled, closed her eyes and shook her head. “You could never be brutal to me. I will say, you were quite, let’s say… energetic… with that paddle. You were also stern enough to reinforce just how irresponsible that little prank of mine turned out to be. But you also were understanding, even when you were whacking me. Whacking me hard, very, very, very… hard. And I must say, you did pick up on everything that you could have done to make that scary to me. In fact, you were not only scary, but you were intimidating. And so… hot. And so… sexy…”
She placed her head against his chest once more and murmured. “I’m getting some ideas about what might happen tonight when we’re using that cold cream.” She pulled her head away and looked up at him, and they both laughed before they began another long, warm kiss.
She looked up at him and smiled. “I’m really not trying to drive you crazy, and I’m not afraid of your cooking and I’m not afraid of coming to your apartment. But considering all of our circumstances right now, I do think it would be easier for you to come to my place one more time. And, I’m going to need for you to take me home this morning, so I can just lay in the back seat. I don’t think I want to try to sit for a while.”
*
Martin arrived at Lily’s apartment building just around 6:00 PM with their dinner of Chinese food. He felt twinges of apprehension, wondering if after a day of walking around with a burning behind, Lily would still be so happy to see him. But when she greeted him at the door of her apartment, she took the containers of food, set them down on a chair, and gave him the tightest hug he had ever known, one that he returned gleefully.
Lily was dressed in a pale yellow, sheer silky knee-length nightgown, and Martin could see quite easily that she was wearing nothing beneath. He assumed that it was the most comfortable way that she could dress considering that her bottom was probably still quite sore.
They placed the food on the table in the small kitchen, then turned to each other and embraced and kissed once more. He brushed the hair from her eyes and gazed at her lovingly. “I’m so glad that you were still willing to see me tonight.”
She responded with a silly smile and shrugged. “Just because you mercilessly smacked my poor, defenseless bare bottom with a large wooden paddle with holes in it, over and over and over until I cried my eyes out…” Her expression suddenly grew more serious. “I just can’t stop thinking, what if you hadn’t been able to reach me so I could tell you where that file was? And it was all because I thought it would be a funny thing to do, so you would give me some fun, sexy and playful spanking with the paddle in your office. That was so…”
Martin smiled at her as he lifted her chin up so she would look him directly in the eyes. “You’re right, it could’ve been very bad. The boar
d of directors would have immediately lost their faith in me. And, as much as Cecilia thinks of you, a true explanation of what really happened with that file… I suppose that both of us could have had our jobs in jeopardy.”
Martin placed his hands on his hips and looked down at her with a stern shake of his head, although there was more than a hint of an evil smile present. “Tomorrow morning, after you have some time for your butt to cool off, I just may heat it up again.”
A smile began to spread across Lily’s face. “As a matter of fact, I got a little package in the mail yesterday.” She held her hands about ten inches apart. “It’s a cute little paddle. It’s made out of some kind of hard rubber, and it has those ouchy holes in it. So maybe whenever you feel that because I have been bad, or you have been thinking about my butt, or just because I’m Lily and you have absolutely no choice but to take me across your knees and give me another good…”
THE END
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