Spank Her Bundle 1 (Books 1-3)

by Holla Dean

  A massive, four poster king size bed dominated the room. The other furniture was also massive, but the room itself was big enough that it didn’t seem crowded. The master bath was huge with a double sink vanity, a tub with jets, and a large separate shower that had a bench built into it. Perfect for shower sex, Maggie thought.

  The walk-in closet was filled with built-in components for maximizing storage. Maggie loved it; it was the kind of closet every woman dreamed of.

  “Your home is lovely, Spence. I love every part of it, and you’ve done a wonderful job with decorating it.”

  He pulled her close and kissed her. “It’s been my dream for a long time and it’s taken nearly three years to build and get it ready to live in. I still would like to build a barn and get a few horses.”

  Maggie smiled and said, “I love horses. I’ve always wanted to learn to ride a horse.”

  Spence kissed her again, this time deeper. He backed her up to the huge bed and said, “You know, this bed has not been really broken in yet.”

  “Really?” Maggie asked. “Would you like some assistance with that?”

  “Hmm…yes,” He kissed her again. “I think that’s a good idea.

  Maggie stood and looked at him. There was something she wanted to ask, but she was embarrassed.

  “What?” Spence asked when he saw she had something to say.

  “I’m a little embarrassed to admit this, I feel funny telling you, but…um…well, I think I would like to have another erotic spanking.” Maggie blushed at voicing her desire.

  Spence was surprised, but he took it in stride. “That can be arranged. Why don’t we get undressed and take a quick shower to clean up after our hike?”

  Maggie thought that sound lovely. Maybe they could incorporate some shower sex into their cleaning up. She stripped off her clothes, stepped into the huge shower and turned on the water. There were several shower heads delivering water. The main rain forest style one from the ceiling cascaded down on her head while smaller nozzles sprayed water at other parts of her body.

  Spence joined her and squirted some liquid soap into his palm. He rubbed his hands together to build up some lather and began washing Maggie. He started at her ankles and spread the silky lather up her calves and thighs, then over her hips and to her waist. From there, he continued to her breasts. As the water sluiced off the soap, Spence dipped his head and took a nipple in his mouth and suckled on it.

  Maggie moaned and reached for his cock. It was already hard and throbbing. God, she wanted to feel it deep inside her. She wasn’t sure she could wait much longer.

  Spence slipped a hand between her legs, parted her pussy lips, and slid two fingers into her. She was warm and very wet.

  She moaned again, “Spence, I don’t think I can wait. I want you now, inside me. Please fuck me.”

  He shut off the water, grabbed a large towel and wrapped it around both of them. Holding her close, inside the cocoon of the towel, he maneuvered them towards the bed.

  “I’m going to fuck you, Maggie. I’m going to ram my cock into your wet pussy and fuck you until you come. But first, I’m going to spank you until your ass is a rosy red.”

  In one smooth motion Spence sat on the bed and turned Maggie over his knee. There was no caressing or rubbing her ass this time. Spence started spanking her with firm, but not too hard smacks. Just like the first time, he took turns, spanking first one cheek and then the other.

  Maggie squirmed; she let out a gasp, then a moan. She wiggled her hips on his lap and felt his hard shaft against her hip.

  Spence continued spanking her and then asked, “Are you wet, Maggie? Are you ready for me to fuck you?”

  “Yes, yes, I’m ready. Oh, god, Spence, I’m going to come right now!”

  He felt her buttocks tense as she orgasmed and he timed two perfect smacks to her already rosy ass, intensifying the waves of bliss as they washed over her.

  His cock was straining, about to explode. He couldn’t hold back anymore; he moved her off his lap, and while still face down on her belly, Spence lifted her hips and drove his cock into her pussy from behind.

  He pounded her, hard and fast, and Maggie met his every stroke. She was near tears now from the intensity of it. Harder now, faster, until they both came together.

  Spence rolled to his side, taking Maggie with him. “My god, woman,” he said. “I can’t believe what you do to me.”

  “I can’t believe what you do to me.” She answered, still breathing heavily. “I can’t believe the spanking made me come. If that’s the result, you can spank me every day. And every night.”

  Spence chuckled, “You’ll change your mind about daily spankings after you have your first punishment spanking.”

  Maggie snuggled up closer and said, “There won’t be any need for punishment spankings. I’ll be good so we’ll only have the fun kind of spankings.”

  Spence knew better. Maggie was a fast food junkie, didn’t get enough sleep, and liked to drive like a bat out of hell. But he didn’t say anything; he didn’t want to ruin the wonderful feelings they were enjoying now.

  He could see Maggie was about to fall asleep. He gave her hip a little slap and said, “Come on, let’s get you back to your cottage before Nancy has something to gossip about.”

  “Hmm…I don’t want to move.”

  “I know, baby. But this is a small town. After you move into your rental house there’ll be less opportunity for gossip.”

  Maggie reluctantly got up, dressed and went downstairs with Spence. She sat on one of the stools at the breakfast bar and realized that her bottom was a little sore from the spanking. It made her remember how wonderful their lovemaking had been. She felt good and a little naughty.

  Spence asked, “Anything wrong?”

  “No, I guess I’m just still amazed that I actually asked for the spanking and even more amazed that it made me come. I never expected that.”

  He kissed her and said, “You can ask me for a spanking anytime, Maggie. I’m always happy to oblige.”

  She slapped his arm playfully and said, “Let’s go, you can take me home now.”

  SPANK HER AGAIN

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Monday morning Maggie was at her job at seven in the morning. She was anxious to make a good impression, not only to the other staff members, but also to Spence. She was good at her job and she was eager to show everyone that they had made the right decision when they hired her.

  She had made her lunch that morning and went to the clinic kitchen to put it in the fridge. A healthy salad with grilled chicken and a bowl of soup should please Mr. Healthy Eater. She just wouldn’t mention the sausage, egg and cheese muffin sandwich she’d had for breakfast. There was no need for him to know that.

  The morning was busy with several appointments scheduled and a few walk-ins with various minor complaints. Maggie handled the walk-ins and was able to take care of them without bothering Spence who was busy with appointments. At about ten thirty she was feeling like she could use a pick-me-up and went to the candy bar vending machine and got a chocolate bar with almonds.

  Then she took care of a few more patients and caught up on the paperwork and making notes in charts. Soon it was lunch time and she went into the kitchen to eat her soup and salad. Spence had just finished his lunch and was going back to appointments. He looked at her lunch and said, “Good girl,” then gave her a quick kiss.

  The day continued on with a steady stream of walk-ins for Maggie to handle and Spence was booked all afternoon with appointments. At about three o’clock Maggie went back to the vending machine and this time got a chocolate and caramel/nougat bar. She had just one more hour before her shift was finished.

  Spence would work until seven. She wondered if he would stop by the cottage after his shift. They hadn’t talked about it. He had a twelve hour shift on most week days and he would probably be too tired to do anything but go home and get some sleep.

  When her shift ended, she went to her locker and
got her purse. Then she decided another candy bar would be good and she got a chocolate peanut butter cup. She did love chocolate.

  Maggie said goodbye to everyone, Spence was with a patient so she didn’t see him, and she left to go home to her cottage.

  It had felt good to work today, but she was tired now. She sat on the flowered sofa and turned on the television. There wasn’t much on, Blue Moon only received signals for three different stations and Nancy did not provide cable service for the cottages.

  She flipped through the three stations and settled on a game show, kicking off her shoes and settling back to relax. Soon she was asleep and didn’t wake up until she heard the banging on her front door.

  It was Spence. “Hi, Maggie. I’m not coming in; I just wanted to stop by and say you did a great job today. I’ve got to get home and get some sleep. These twelve hour shifts can be a killer if I don’t get enough sleep.”

  “Well, I’m glad you stopped by.” Maggie said. “I enjoyed today and I know I’ll love working at the clinic.”

  “Good. Just one more thing. I saw you buy two candy bars from the vending machine today. A healthy diet limits the amount of candy intake. Were those the only two you bought?”

  “Uh…no, actually I have one more. But it’s in the freezer. I like my chocolate peanut butter cups frozen.”

  “All right, save it for tomorrow. Two candy bars are enough in one day.” He kissed her and said goodnight. Then he left.

  Maggie shut the door and wondered if buying three candy bars would be cause for him to spank her. It seemed like such a minor infraction; surely it wouldn’t be a reason for a spanking. Oh god, it would be a punishment spanking, not a prelude to fabulous mind blowing sex.

  Stop it! She told herself. He can’t spank you if you don’t let him.

  She wasn’t sure if just refusing to allow it would keep him from taking her over his knee for a punishment spanking, but she would be more careful tomorrow. Thank goodness he didn’t know about the breakfast muffin.

  The rest of the week sped by. Maggie usually ended up working longer than her shift simply due to the walk-ins and Spence was usually tied up with appointments. She didn’t mind, it kept her busy and she had little else to do. In another week she could go shopping for furniture and have it delivered to her new rental.

  On Saturday Spence would be off and he invited Maggie to come to his house in the morning. He promised he would cook his special flapjacks. Then he would go furniture shopping with her to pick out what she needed.

  Maggie woke up early on Saturday morning and showered. She took care to look nice for Spence and wondered if they would have more delicious sex after breakfast. Maybe even before breakfast to work up an appetite.

  Dare she ask for another fun spanking before making love or would he suggest it now that he knew she liked it? Her pussy quivered at the thought.

  When she arrived at Spence’s house he was waiting for her on his front porch. She ran up the steps and he wrapped her in his arms and kissed her.

  Spence knew that later on she would not be so receptive to his kisses.

  “I just finished cooking the flapjacks and they’re in the warming oven. Let’s eat.”

  “Sounds good,” Maggie said. “I’m starved.”

  While Spence dished up plates of flapjacks and put a jug of warmed syrup on the table, Maggie poured juice for them.

  Spence waited for Maggie to take a bite. He hoped she liked them. Everyone raved about his light, fluffy, flapjacks. Yet he was always worried that they might not turn out well.

  Maggie loved them, but ate only three of them. She ate the small bowl of fruit that Spence had put at each of their placemats. She didn’t want to be too full in case he was taking her upstairs for some loving.

  A few minutes after they were done eating, Spence said, “Let’s go upstairs now.”

  Maggie thought his voice didn’t sound very excited about going upstairs, but maybe it was her imagination. She smiled at him and followed him to his bedroom.

  Once in his room, he sat on his bed and said, “I want you to take your pants off and come here.”

  Maggie was a little taken aback by the tone of his voice, but she did as he asked. She figured he was going to start with an erotic spanking and was trying to make himself sound like the stern disciplinarian just before spanking the naughty girl. She giggled a little at the thought.

  When she started to pull her panties down, Spence said, “You can leave the panties on. Your shirt can stay on as well.”

  She wondered if this was some new aspect to erotic spanking, but did as he asked and then walked over to him.

  Spence patted the bed and she sat down.

  “Maggie, honey, I’m going to spank you now. It’s going to be a punishment spanking.”

  Maggie tried to jump up, but he held her close. “No!” She cried out, “You can’t do that. I’ve done nothing wrong.”

  “Are you aware that you eat an average of three to four candy bars a day? You’ve eaten those horrible breakfast sandwiches almost every morning this past week. And the sheriff told me yesterday that if you keep speeding through the town he’s not going to have any choice but to pull you over and give you a ticket.”

  “I’m a grown woman! I can eat what I want! I’m not overweight and I don’t have any medical issues. You cannot tell me what I can and can’t do. And if the sheriff wants to give me a ticket that’s none of your business!”

  “Maggie, I care about you and that’s why I want you to eat a healthy diet. I want you to drive more carefully so you don’t end up in an accident. The sheriff has not pulled you over because he knows we’re seeing each other and he asked me to speak to you about it.”

  “I don’t care! I am not going to meekly submit and allow you to punish me like I’m some child!”

  “You knew this was coming, Maggie. I’ve given you several warnings during the week about all the candy and junk you’ve been eating.”

  “Yes, but you didn’t say you were planning to give me a punishment spanking when you invited me over for breakfast! I thought those comments were just suggestions. I’m leaving now.” She tried to get up again, but he continued to hold her in place.

  “Maggie, you’re going to get spanked and that’s all there is to it. Now please put yourself over my knee.” Spence spoke very sternly and Maggie could tell he really did mean business.

  What was she going to do? There was no way she could bring herself to just accept this and lay across his lap. As Maggie tried to think of a way out of this situation, Spence spoke again.

  “If I have to put you over my knee myself, it’ll go worse for you.”

  “No!” She cried out again. “I am not going to let you do this to me!”

  She tried again to stand up, but this time he pulled her across his lap and held her firmly there with his left arm. She screeched and kicked her legs. Spence put his right leg over the back of her knees, locking her in position.

  He started spanking her bottom through the panties she still had on. Spence had not undressed as this was not a sexual spanking and he did not want to risk becoming aroused. He continued to spank her while Maggie continued to screech and call him names.

  After several minutes, Spence pulled her panties down to the middle of her thighs, baring her ass. It was slightly pink, but Spence intended to redden her fanny enough that she’d remember to slow down with driving and think about the sting of this spanking when she bought those candy bars.

  Maggie screamed when her panties were pulled down. “How dare you! Let me up! Goddamnit, Spence, you’re going to be so sorry you did this!”

  Spence didn’t respond; at least not verbally. He began to strike her bare ass with hard stinging smacks. He counted to himself, five smacks per cheek. When the ten were done he did three harder smacks on each cheek. Then he stopped. He didn’t want to do too much on her first punishment spanking.

  Spence rubbed Maggie’s bright red ass and then let her legs free. She buck
ed trying to get up, but he was still holding her down with his arm on her back.

  “Let me up, you son of a bitch!”

  Yep, he thought, she is sure pissed off now.

  He lifted his arm off her back and helped her up. Maggie gave him the most hateful look she was capable of. Then she started crying and turned her back to him as she pulled her panties up and reached for her pants.

  “Maggie, come here and talk to me.”

  She ignored him as she zipped her pants and started putting her socks and shoes on.

  Spence got up and went to her. He reached for her arm but she twisted away from him and said, “Keep your fucking hands off me, asshole!”

  He tried again to hold her and comfort her. But she wouldn’t have any of it. “Don’t touch me, you fucking bastard!”

  “Maggie, I would appreciate it if you didn’t swear so much. I understand you’re angry, but please, let’s talk about it.”

  “Well, I would appreciate it if you would leave me the fuck alone!” She stormed down the stairs, grabbed her purse from the breakfast bar, and walked out of the house to her car.

  Maggie spun her wheels down his driveway as she backed out to the road, and then peeled out and drove away. She drove north, into Montana for three hours. She didn’t want to go back to her cottage. Nancy would most likely come around and start asking questions, and right now, Maggie didn’t want to talk anyone.

  When her stomach growled, demanding to be fed, she went through the drive-in at a fast food restaurant and ordered a double cheeseburger, extra large fries, and a large chocolate milkshake.

  She was a mess, still crying, still upset. She did not want to go inside the restaurant where everyone would see her cry. She ate in the car, enjoying every greasy bite and thinking how no man was going to dictate to her and tell her what she could and couldn't eat.

  Maggie looked at the clock and saw that it was mid-afternoon now. She supposed that she better turn around and start the three hour drive back to her cottage. Then again, she preferred to get back a little later so she wouldn't have to deal with Nancy knocking on her door.