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We have a great brand new story today. The writer is Cygnet, her blog is Ugly Duckling Project which for some reason does not come up when you click on her name when she comments, but she does indeed have a blog and I hope you will go by and visit her after you read her story. For now, grab that last Christmas cookie, settle back and enjoy another great story...
Quieting the Nerves
Marie stalked around the room like a caged animal: back and forth and back and forth. She would sit down for a while and then bounce back up to straighten the books on the shelves or wipe the already clean counters.
“Why are you so nervous?” asked Will.
“You know I have that job interview next week and I’m a nervous wreck.”
“You’re gonna be fine.”
“I know, but what if I embarrass myself, or don’t have an answer for their questions?”
“You won’t embarrass yourself. You’re smart. You can handle it.”
“You don’t understand…” Marie sighed.
“Come cuddle and maybe I can take your mind off things.” He patted the spot next to him.
Marie moved to sit on the couch next to Will, but as he reached to put his arm around her, she bounced up again.
“Where are you going?”
“I need to use the bathroom.”
You’ve gone like three times in the last half hour.”
“I know, but when I get nervous, I have to go a lot.”
When Marie came back, she plopped back down next to Will.
“I hate that I get all worked up like this. The interview isn’t for 3 more days and I am about ready to have a melt down.”
“You know when I was in college, I had a friend who was a vocal performance major. She was tremendously talented, but her nerves would seize control and she would not be able to perform like she was able. She and I finally came up with a plan that helped her control her nerves.”
“You did? How?”
“I spanked her,” Will said, matter-of-factly, “usually about an hour before she had to go on.”
Marie moved away so she could look at his face “You did what?”
“I spanked her. She said the rush of endorphins and the lingering pain of her backside helped her to almost totally squash the nerves. She said the stinging kept her mind on something other than how nervous she was. It kept her in the moment.”
“That’s just, just…ewww,” she said, leaning away from him.
“Hey, it worked for her and I thought it might work for you.” Will shrugged. “It’s your call. Come on show’s starting.”
Will dropped the subject and focused on the TV. Marie settled back into the crook of Will’s arm, but couldn’t help glancing at him periodically.
“Okay, you have been staring at me for the last half hour.”
“I was thinking about what you said. How could you do that? Why would any grown woman agree to that?”
“She wanted to do well and I wanted her to do well. The spankings worked and we were both glad.”
“How did you know it was going to work? How did you know it wasn’t going to just turn her into a mess?” Marie paused. “Did it turn you on?” She glanced away.
“No, it didn’t turn me on.” He said emphatically. “I always thought of her as more like a sister.” Will paused. “It felt almost protective. Like I was protecting her from all the nerves. We didn’t know if was going to work or not so we had sort of a trial run before we tried it before a performance. I spanked her and she gave me feedback about how she was feeling and what she was thinking.”
Marie sat quietly for a few minutes.
“What did she say?”
“What do you mean what did she say?”
“The first time, you know, what did she say?”
“Well, that it hurt and that she wasn’t sure if it was going to work but when she gave in to all the emotion from the spanking, she just felt calm.”
“Have you ever spanked women for other reasons?”
“Like erotic reasons?”
“Erotic? No. Punishment? Yes.”
“Who did you punish like that?”
“Same one. In her senior year she met a lot of people in the entertainment world and starting indulging in things that weren’t good for her.”
“Things like what?”
“There are a lot of drugs and drinking in that world. She needed a big brother to steer her away from those things and make sure she didn’t throw her life away.”
“How did you know she was going to throw her life away?”
“I didn’t, but I kept thinking of all those child stars going back as far as Judy Garland who got into drugs and drinking early on because they couldn’t handle the fame and ended up in horrible situations because of it. I didn’t want her to end up that way. She was just too talented and needed someone with no vested monetary interest in her to make sure she didn’t end up that way. Too bad people like Lindsay Lohan and Britney Spears didn’t have a big brother to look out for them.”
“She let you just…punish her like that?”
“You mean spank her? Yeah! The first time I found out about her trying uppers at a party, I met her at her apartment, explained that I loved her, as a brother,” he quickly interjected “too much to let her get addicted to those things. When I asked her how many times she had tried them she assured me only a couple of times. Then I told her I was going to give her a good reason never, ever to try them again. She rather unhappily agreed that I was right to want to punish her. When I was done, she promised that I would never, ever have to do that again and I didn’t. She is a successful musician, she has a family of her own and I get a Christmas card every year.”
“Why didn’t you tell me about this skeleton in your closet earlier?”
“What skeleton? I wasn’t hiding this from you. We’ve been going out two months and it isn’t something that just comes up in casual, getting to know you conversations.”
“So, why bring it up now?”
“Because you are a nervous wreck and I wanted to help you stop being so nervous. We can let it go and never bring it up again. I was just trying to be helpful.”
“Okay.” Will said firmly and nodded.
The rest of the afternoon Will spent watching Marie fight with her nerves. Watching her bouncing around made him anxious and he was almost relieved when the evening hours drew on.
“Well, I think I am heading home.” Will said placing his arms around her and kissing her. “I’m gonna have to spend a couple of hours in the morning at the precinct finishing up some reports and then I’ll be over so we can get out to the Farmer’s Market. How does 10:30 sound?”
“That should give me enough time to do a few things around here and be ready.” Marie put her arms around his neck and they kissed again.
The next morning at 10:30, Will knocked on the door. When Marie answered it, she looked terrible. Her hair was pulled up in a messy knot and her eyes had dark circles under them. She gave him a small smile.
“Gee, did you get any sleep at all last night?” He asked as he walked into her apartment.
“I must have slept some, but I kept looking at the clock and worrying, so I don’t know if I slept all that much.”
“Do you still want to go to the market? After the night you had, maybe you’d just like to lie on the couch with me.”
“I don’t want to spoil your morning, but I am afraid that I would just be dragging around if we went. I just wish I could get control of my nerves. It has never been this bad. I don’t know what to do. I just wish I had some Valium or something.” Marie clutched her arms across her chest and shifted her weight from foot to foot.
“I wish I could help.” Will sympathized.
“After the night I had, I am about ready to try your solution, but when I think about it I just get nervous about that.”
“You’re just scared of the unknown. I really think a spanking would make you feel better.” Will grabbed Marie’s hand and led her to the couch. He pulled her down next to him and pulled her close. He put his arm around her shoulders and rocked her.
“I know you are nervous and that is okay, but do you trust me?”
“Good girl, then lie down here.”
Marie let Will guide her across his lap and he put his hands on her bottom.
“Now I’m going to spank you and if you want me to stop all you have to say in enough.”
Marie was blushing furiously, but she managed to say, “What if that is only after one spank?’
“Then I’ll stop after one spank,” he reassured her, “but I hope you’ll give it more of a chance than that. You’re in control. You can trust me; you say enough and I’ll stop. Now tell me what you need to say to stop the spanking.”
Will started spanking her, brisk swats that stung but there were nowhere near full force, after about ten swats he stopped and leaned down to look at Marie’s face. She had her eyes squeezed shut and her fists tightly clenched.
“Marie, this isn’t an endurance contest to see how much you can take. Relax. Take a breath. Are you okay?”
Marie took a breath and nodded.
“Tell me out loud that you’re okay.” Will said quietly.
“Open your hands and take another breath.”
When Marie did that, Will delivered another set of spanks. Marie still had her eyes squeezed shut, was breathing in shallow breaths, and little whining sounds were coming out of her.
“Take another deep breath,” Will encouraged. “I care about you. I care that you are making yourself a nervous wreck and not sleeping because you’re doubting your abilities. You’re a smart, capable woman and I want you to remember that.”
When Will said that, Marie burst into tears. Will started the last round of spanks just a little bit harder and faster than the previous ones. He felt the tension start to flow out of Marie’s body as she stopped resisting. Marie kept on crying as Will pulled her upright and into his lap.
He put his arms around her, rocked her and made soothing noises until the crying began to subside.
“Do you feel better?” He asked trying to look her in the eyes.
“Yes,” she said blushing and laughing in an embarrassed sort of way. Marie ducked her head to avoid meeting his eyes. “I didn’t think I would, but I do.”
“Good, then my mission here is complete.” They both laughed together and Will began rocking again as he pulled her to his chest.
“I was really tempted to say enough, you know.”
“Yeah? Why didn’t you?”
“I’m not sure…”
Thank you Cygnet! I love this story, I like that it seems real and gentle while giving me the loving spanking story I'm always looking for. I hope you'll contribute again.
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