Fantasy Friday - January Door (butt) Buster Sales!

Like much of the eastern part of the nation we're bracing for quiet a winter storm. We're used to getting a little snow in the winter, but even down here in the south they predict nearly a foot. Then again, 'they' nearly always get it wrong. We'll see, but school is closed for today anyway and I'm thrilled about that!

Today's story is very special to me. It's from one of our new bloggers and a good friend of mine! It comes from Lindy, who writes Downunder Dreaming. She hasn't written tons of fiction before but I can tell she has some great stories in her. I hope she'll be sharing more.  Please enjoy...

January Door (butt) Buster Sales!

Lizzie had heard on the morning weather report that it was going to be an extremely hot summers day, typical of their part of Australia.  She was already in a bad mood before leaving   home and Nat   warned her several times to behave with a few hard swats. Everyone seemed to flock to shopping centres to enjoy their air conditioning and avoid days like this. The shops were over crowded with people going silly for a good bargain at the door buster sales in January.   

Nat and Lizzie met their family early to try grab some once a year bargains.  The girls had all been at each other’s throats all morning, the grandkids running riot around the shops.  One daughter wanted to go to a shop on one level whilst the other wanted to go in a different direction.  They also fought over who was buying a particular item and kept snatching it from the others hands.  Lizzie wasn’t helping either by being loud mouthed and swearing like a fishwife. 

Nat was at the end of his tether. As he stood in line to be served in the food court, he kept being distracted by his own family making a terrible scene and his blood pressure was on the rise.  His palm was becoming very itchy as he noticed how his usually placid wife acted.  Once he was served he made his way over to a table and immediately summoned everyone over to join him.  They all protested that they wanted to stay on the bigger table, but Nat insisted they move to one just big enough to seat them all.

Lizzie started throwing a tantrum, so Nat said to their daughters. “Your mum and I will be back in a minute.”  With that he grabbed Lizzie by the hand and dragged her behind him in the direction of the toilets.  

“Where are you taking me?” Lizzie asked getting annoyed about being treated like a naughty child.

Nat was really angry, “We have a matter which needs urgent attention before we can continue our lunch in harmony.”

 

Lizzie was shocked that Nat would even consider spanking her whilst they were in public.  So she tried digging in her feet so she wouldn’t budge.

Nat turned to Lizzie saying, “This is happening whether you like it or not.  I’m just as prepared to take you over my knee here in front of everyone if you don’t comply.” 

They reached the family toilet where Nat lowered the seat,   then told Lizzie to take her jeans and panties down.  She was about to protest when he continued “You either do it voluntarily or if I do it I’ll take my belt off. Is that what you want?” 

Lizzie was horrified and said “But everyone will hear us, you can’t spank me here.”

Nat wouldn’t listen though and started giving Lizzie the count down.  “Five, four, three.” She swiftly took down her jeans and panties ready for what came next.

Nat flipped her over his knee and briskly started spanking her whilst giving her a lecture.  “You SPANK will not SPANK, SPANK   behave like that SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, in public SPANK,   SPANK,   SPANK.  Do you hear me young lady?”

“Yes Sir!  Please no more my bottom is on fire.”

“I’m going to make sure you learn you lesson.  You’re acting as bad as our grandchildren.”

Nat continued spanking until Lizzies bottom was fire engine red and felt like it would combust.   Lizzie was blubbering how she was sorry and would behave for the rest of the day.

Nat stood her up and said “That’s only a taste of what’s to come young lady.  When we arrive home I want you to go straight to our bedroom and be prepared for your proper punishment.”

Lizzie couldn’t believe this and protested “PLEASE  that’s so unfair you have already punished me.”

Lizzie   pulled up her pants over her very sore   bottom,  dancing around trying to ease the pain.  

They returned to their family to eat lunch.   Lizzie was sitting gingerly on the seat, squirming around trying to get comfortable. Both of their daughters wondered what had happened, as now their mum seemed very calm compared to before.

After lunch they continued shopping until they were all exhausted, then all went their separate ways. The drive home was very quiet as Lizzie was thinking about her further punishment and Nat was too busy concentrating on the heavy traffic.  Once they arrived home Nat told Lizzie to go straight up to their room. 

She obeyed him, went up, undressed and knelt by the bed waiting for Nat to come in.  Lizzie hated having to wait for her punishment and had huge butterflies in her tummy in anticipation.

Nat unpacked the car and placed everything in its rightful place before heading into the bedroom. He was pleased to see Lizzie had done exactly what he had asked waiting for his attention.

He walked around to his side of the bed to retrieve the implements he intended using, placed them on the bed, then called Lizzie over to kneel between his legs.

“Now young lady  you know why you are being punished?”

“Yes Sir! I misbehaved whilst shopping and threw a tantrum like a spoilt brat as well as disobeying you.”

“Exactly  although I gave you a spanking   at the shops it was  a quick reminder to behave for the rest of the afternoon.  I’m giving you the proper punishment you deserve and I certainly don’t want my sweet wife acting like a fishwife ever again. Is that understood?”

Lizzie was already starting to cry and with a shaky voice answered “Yes, Sir.”

With that he helped settle Lizzie  over his knee.  He started with a hand spanking to warm up her bottom, then moved onto the wooden paddle. It didn’t take long for Lizzie to be squirming around trying to avoid the splats of the paddle, before long she was  ouching and owwing.   So Nat held her tighter into him as he proceeded to give her what she deserved.  He moved onto using the leather strap.

Lizzie was soon begging for mercy and apologising. “Please stop, I can’t take anymore I promise to be good.” 

Nat kept on though until Lizzie was sobbing and   limp over his knee.  He knew then that she was accepting her punishment.  He gave her at least another ten harder spanks before he stopped.  He scooped her up into his arms where she buried her face in his shirt. Lizzie kept saying over and over again how she was sorry.

Nat said “You’re forgiven now honey, but I don’t want a repeat of that behaviour ever again.”

After Lizzie had recovered enough they both prepared a delicious dinner.  They discussed the events of the day whilst dining and giggled at their daughter’s reactions when they returned to the table.

 “What should I say if either one asks me what happened?” Lizzie asked.

“Tell them the truth, they could both certainly do with a bit of DD/TTWD in their marriages. It’s obvious how happy we are with each other and look how long we’ve been married. Hopefully it would improve both of their marriages. They certainly act like brats and demand way too much from their husbands.”  Nat replied.

Lizzie and Nat decided not to bother with door (butt) buster sales ever again as the crowds were too much to cope, especially on hot days.  Better to shop on line sipping cool drinks whilst relaxing.  Leave the shopping centre chaos to the younger generations to enjoy.

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I told you she did a great job! Lindy thank you so much for sharing with us. Enjoy the comments then get back to writing! Please everyone - I do need more stories. Please think of writing and and send your stories to elisspeaks@yahoo.com