That there would be consequences Angie had no doubt. She dimly remembered Kevin promising that they would have a ‘talk’ about his expectations. She knew what that meant, especially after last night’s conversations with the girls. The thought of refusing skittered across her brain but she dismissed it immediately.
Angie had agreed to certain rules, and that Kevin would have the right to enforce those rules. She couldn’t change her mind now that she’d actually fucked up. Besides that, she felt guilty and ashamed that she’d disappointed Kevin. Connie, Gina and Darcy had assured her that being able to forget about the incident and know she was forgiven was the best part of the punishment. Sure it hurt at the time, but afterward there were no hard feelings. At least that’s what they said.
Since she couldn’t hide in bed all day, Angie decided to get up and face the music. The sooner she did the sooner this would be in the past. Pushing past the trepidation, she sat up and got out of bed. After putting on one of Kevin’s t-shirts and stopping at the bathroom, she followed the scent of fresh coffee to the kitchen where she found Kevin having toast and coffee, reading the morning paper.
He looked up when she entered the room and gave her a once over. “How are you feeling?” he asked.
He didn’t look mad, but he didn’t exactly look happy either. She wanted to ask what he had planned, how he would punish her, but couldn’t make the words form in her mouth. Suddenly she was embarrassed about the fact she was about to be spanked by her boyfriend.
“I’m okay. A little headache, but I took some ibuprofen.”
He nodded and took a sip of coffee, still watching her, waiting for something.
After a full minute of silence Angie couldn’t take it anymore.
“I’m sorry about last night,” she blurted out. “I know I made a bad decision.”
Kevin’s face relaxed, and she knew he’d been waiting for her to apologize. “I’m glad you said that, babygirl. I was afraid you would just try to pretend it didn’t happen.”
“No, I made a mistake and I need to apologize for it,” she responded, wondering if that would be the end of it. Maybe he just wanted her to admit her error? “I’m going to have some coffee,” she said, heading towards the half full pot.
She didn’t take two stops before Kevin stopped her. “No, you’re not going to have coffee right now. You can get a bottle of water and bring that with you to the bedroom.”
His voice left no room for argument, and any thought she’d had that she’d escaped punishment vanished when he continued. “I’m glad you apologized, babygirl, but we agreed that if you didn’t meet my expectations you’d be punished. Didn’t we?”
Her face turned pink and she couldn’t meet his eyes, but still she whispered, “Yes, Daddy.”
“Get your water and let’s go,” he ordered, then left the room.
Angie took a deep breath, reminding herself that she’d agreed to this, she knew other people who lived this type of lifestyle, and Kevin would never truly harm her. This was for her own good. She wanted someone to hold her accountable and now Kevin was going to do just that.
Water in hand, she entered the bedroom on unsteady legs. Kevin sat on the edge of the bed waiting for her.
“Take a drink of that and then put it on the dresser,” he said, nodding at the bottle.
She obeyed, gulping down a third of the bottle before setting it down and waiting for his next instructions. It didn’t take long.
“Come here,” he instructed.
She forced her legs to move until she was standing directly in front of Kevin.
“Look at me, babygirl.”
Angie met his eyes and found them determined but not hard or cold. Loving, but firm. She relaxed a little until he spoke again.
“Take off your clothes.”
Her eyes widened but she managed to remove the t-shirt and her panties, leaving her fully nude in front of him.
“Now, tell me why you’re about to be punished, babygirl.”
God this was embarrassing! But she supposed that was part of the point. “Because I walked over here drunk last night.”
“One of my expectations is that you take care of yourself because you’re important to me and I don’t want anything bad to happen to you, babygirl. Do you understand how dangerous it was for you to be walking around that late at night, without anyone knowing you were out and about? I wouldn’t have even known you were missing if something had happened.”
His words shamed her even further. Kevin only wanted to keep her safe, to make sure she kept herself safe and didn’t do stupid things, like wandering around the city late at night.
“Yes, Daddy, I know that was wrong of me.”
“I would have been devastated if something happened to you. You mean a lot to me. Enough that I have to make sure you won’t make a decision like that again.” He paused until she nodded her agreement at what was about to happen, then took hold of her wrist and guided her over his lap. “I’m going to punish you so you won’t forget to take care of the most important thing in my life.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she whimpered, clenching her behind in anticipation of the first blow. This wouldn’t be like when they made love. Those spankings were meant to arouse her and she knew, without a doubt, that wasn’t Kevin’s intention now.
Smack! The first spank had her yelping in pain, but he didn’t give her time to adjust. Once he started, he set a punishing pace, his hand meeting her flesh again and again.
Right, left, right, left. His firm grip around her waist prevented her from wiggling away. Slap, slap, slap. One after another, until her whole behind was on fire.
She couldn’t think, couldn’t speak, the pain eclipsed everything. All she knew was she needed to get away from that hand blistering her bottom.
“Stop struggling, babygirl,” he barked. “You know you deserve this punishment, now take it like a good girl.”
He didn’t stop spanking her but she finally found her voice. “It hurts, Daddy! Please stop!”
“No, babygirl. These are the consequences for your bad decision.”
Smack, smack, smack! The sounds seemed to echo in the room, making the pain even worse.
Angie tried to hold still and accept the spanking, but it was so hard! How did the other girls handle this on a regular basis? She knew from their talk that both Darcy and Connie were spanking regularly. Maintenance spankings to remind them to follow the rules even when they hadn’t done anything wrong. No way would Angie ever agree to that!
Finally, after what felt like an hour, Kevin stopped. Angie took a deep breath, trying to regain some semblance of control. She’d made it through. It was over.
“Stand up, babygirl.”
Angie wanted nothing more than to lay like a limp noodle for the rest of the day, but she did as she was told, managing to get her legs under her and upright with a little help from Kevin.
“Go into my top drawer and get the paddle,” Kevin said, surprising the hell out of her.
“I thought it was over!” she cried.
“No, babygirl, I don’t think I’ve made my point yet,” he replied calm in the face of her distress. “I’ve been talking to my friends, too, and when I bought our other toys I also bought a paddle to use for when you’re being punished.”
Angie gaped at him, speechless. He’d just spanked her harder than he ever had before and now he planned to paddle her!
“But, Daddy, I learned my lesson,” she pleaded. She couldn’t take anymore. As it was she wouldn’t be able to sit for the rest of the day.
“Babygirl, go and get your paddle,” he repeated. “Now.”
One look at the hard set of his jaw told Angie that arguing further would just make matters worse. She walked over to the dresser, head hanging, and retrieved the leather paddle from the drawer. It was a wide square covered in stiff leather that she just knew would sting something fierce.
Angie held it out to Kevin, eyes to the floor. Now that she wasn’t in the middle of bei
ng spanked the embarrassment returned in full force. She was a grown woman for crying out loud, but he was spanking her like a naughty toddler. Again she had to remind herself that she’d agreed to this, and wanted him to hold her accountable for her actions. She couldn’t change the rules on him now.
Kevin accepted the paddle from her without a word, then stood up, surprising her into looking at him. But he’d turned around and grabbed the pillows from the head of the bed, stacking them at the side in front of her.
“Come here and lay over the pillows,” he said, turning around and catching her eye.
He still didn’t look angry, though after her little rebellion he seemed a bit annoyed. That wasn’t good.
Angie positioned herself as instructed and waited. Kevin stepped up next to her, so his thigh brushed her hip, and placed a hand on the small of her back.
Without another word, he brought the paddle down, landing in the center of her ass and making Angie yell.
“Owwww!”
Whap! Another blow, centered on her left cheek.
“Ow, Daddy-eee!”
Whap! This time on the right.
“Oh, Daddy, I’m sorry! So, so sorry!”
Whap! Whap! Whap! Kevin didn’t acknowledge her pleas, or react at all. He applied the paddle to her behind with single-minded determination. He was making a point and nothing she could say would deter him. She’d misbehaved, acted irresponsibly and put herself in danger, and Kevin was teaching her a lesson. One she shouldn’t need to be taught at her age.
The tears began to fall, streaming down her face and soaking the bed. Angie stopped fighting and accepted her punishment fully. As soon as she did, Kevin stopped.
“Okay, babygirl, now we’re done,” Kevin said, breathing harshly.
Angie tried to take a deep breath and get herself under control, but couldn’t.
Kevin sat down on the bed and rolled her onto his lap, facing up this time. “Come here, babygirl and let me give you a hug.”
He held her like a baby, curled up on his lap. The denim of his jeans irritated her throbbing behind, but having his arms around her felt so good she barely noticed.
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she sobbed. “I won’t ever do something so stupid again.”
“I hope you won’t, babygirl,” he said. “But if you do, I’ll be here to correct you again.”
She smiled at his promise and leaned into his shoulder, feeling comforted and safe. He rocked her gently until she managed to stop crying and start breathing regularly again.
“I feel so bad about worrying you. How can I make it up to you, Daddy?” She knew he forgave her, but now she wanted to show him how much she cared and appreciated his strength.
“You don’t have to make it up to me. I just want you to keep yourself safe,” he said, rubbing her back gently. “However, I do have something you could help me out.” He thrust his groin against her ass, letting her know how the spanking had affected him.
“What do you want me to do, Daddy?” she breathed, the pain turning into something else entirely.
“I want you to get on your knees and suck my cock.”
Angie drew in a breath at his request, her pussy tightening at the blunt words. The dominance in his tone had her dropping to the ground and reaching for his zipper.
He helped her slide his jeans down far enough to free his rock hard penis, then sat back letting Angie take the lead. She didn’t hesitate, leaning forward to take his hot length into her mouth. Sucking hard when she pulled back, then plunging back down again. Her left hand reached up and took hold of his balls, circling the tight sac, while her right hand gripped the base of his cock in a tight ring.
“Oh god, babygirl,” he groaned. "That feels good.”
His hands tangled in her hair and began to direct her movements, pushing her head down further than she’d normally go. She hollowed her cheeks and increased her suction, running her tongue along the underside of his cock when he pulled her back up.
Again and again he pushed her down, forcing himself down her throat. The feeling of him in control, directing her movements to give him the most pleasure, made her ache to feel him inside her. She moaned and writhed, wanting to drop her hand down to her clit to relieve the pressure. But she reminded herself this was for Kevin, to show him how she felt about him. How much she loved him.
And she did, she realized, with him buried in her mouth. She loved him!
The epiphany spurred her on. The room faded away until there was nothing left in front of her except this man. Her total focus was on giving him pleasure.
It didn’t take long for his balls to tighten and his body tensed, letting her prepare herself for his release. His hands tightened in her hair and held her in place as he thrust and pulsed in her mouth. Hot and salty, she swallowed him down.
“That’s it, babygirl,” he groaned. “Don’t spill a drop.”
She couldn’t answer around the mouthful of cock, instead making sure she followed his orders by licking and sucking until he softened and pulled away.
Angie stayed on her knees, worn out by the emotions of the last half hour. From the pain and embarrassment of the spanking, to the lust and desire of showing Kevin how she felt about him. She couldn’t move, and she really hoped he didn’t ask her to do anything else for a few hours at least.
“Come here, babygirl,” Kevin said, bending down and scooping her up in his strong arms. “That was amazing.” He sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard with his long legs stretched in front of him. “How do you feel?”
She looked up into his eyes and saw nothing but love, and the stare of a sated man. “I’m good,” she replied, but couldn’t help squirming in his lap. Her pussy was soaked, and the desire she suppressed while loving him came roaring back full force.
Kevin chuckled and gave her a knowing look, “I think you could use a little release for yourself.”
“Ummmm…” She didn’t deny it but wasn’t sure if she should admit that being spanked and having him come down her throat turned her on this much. It seemed kind of inappropriate.
“You don’t have to hide it, babygirl.” He laughed, making her blush furiously. “Before I take care of you, I want to make sure we’re okay after that spanking?”
Kevin watched her with eagle eyes, and she knew he was looking for any hint of regret or protest now that her first real punishment had happened. Well, he wouldn’t find any.
“I’m okay, Daddy, don’t worry.” She gave him a big smile to back up her words. “I am a little horny though.”
“I know you are, my horny little girl.” He gave her a wicked smile, one that promised that she was about to be a very happy girl. He shifted her off his lap so she was lying on her back, then slid down the bed and spread her thighs. “Let’s take care of that.”
Chapter 9
“So,” Gina said, giving Angie a very strange smirk, “I heard you got in trouble Friday night.”
Angie gaped at her sister in shock over their spread of Chinese food. The small restaurant only held about ten tables and she was sure every other patron in the place had heard.
“Gina!” she hissed, drawing strange looks from the table next to them.
“What?” Gina said, now looking like innocence personified. “No one knows what we’re talking about. You’re the one being loud.”
Angie shot a furtive glance around. Everyone was eating their own meals, not paying any attention to the two women in the corner booth. Except for the guy sitting right next to them nobody had even looked, and even he was back to stuffing his face with lo mein.
“What did Derek say to you?” It had to have been Derek that blabbed. He and Kevin had gone out to watch the hockey game on Sunday. Angie was just surprised it took Gina a whole week to say anything.
“He didn’t tell me until I reminded him we were going out for dinner today,” Gina said, answering Angie’s unspoken question. “All he said was that you walked to Kevin’s house after Darcy dropped you off and you
got in trouble.”
Angie nodded since there was no point in denying it. “Yeah, I did. He wasn’t happy with me.”
“How did it go?” Gina asked. At least she leaned forward and whispered this time, but Angie still didn’t want to talk about this during dinner.
“It was fine. I didn’t run away screaming, if that’s what you mean.”
“Does that mean you’re going to stick with it?” Of course her sister wouldn’t leave it alone. “This is just so different for you. I was afraid once the reality of being… held accountable literally hit you, you would change your mind.”
Angie stopped herself from spouting out the denials that immediately came to mind. It was a fair question, especially coming from the person who knew her better than anyone in the world. A year ago she would have never considered answering to anyone, let alone allowing a man punish her. Now, with Kevin, it felt right.
“I don’t want to act how I used to. I’m too old for that. Kevin makes me feel beautiful and safe and cared for, and I don’t want to disappoint him. He helps me be a better person and being held accountable is part of that.”
Gina studied her for a long moment, almost to the point where Angie started to squirm.
“So you liked it.”
Angie didn’t know what to say to that. She’d admitted it to herself and Kevin clearly had a clue given the giant orgasm she’d had afterward. But to say the words out loud, even to her sister?
“Yes, I did.”
Gina broke into a grin at Angie’s admission. “Good, I’m glad. I hope everything works out for you and Kevin.”
Angie was tempted to go further, admit to Gina that she was actually in love with Kevin, but she didn’t know how to tell him or find out how he felt in return. She really, really wanted to know, but couldn’t form the words. She was so new at this relationship stuff; she didn’t know if it was too soon or how much longer to wait.
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