Jessie tapped on the steering wheel to the beat of the song on the radio. She was trying not to dwell on the fact that when she got home she and Gabe were most likely to have a fight. She looked down at the clock quickly and back up to the road. She had seen a few deer already and was careful to pay attention. It wasn’t uncommon for people to accidentally hit deer that ran across the road at the last minute. Why were there so many deer out at three in the morning anyway? For that matter why was she stupid enough to be out at this time?
Since they had been married only two short months, this was their first big argument. Jessie’s sister had wanted her to go out dancing, a girl’s night, with some of their friends. Gabe had said no that she was married now and didn’t need a girl’s night out. He wanted her to stay home with him.
Jessie’s sister Patty was also married and her husband didn’t care if she went out. So, what was Gabe’s hang up? Her friends had agreed, it shouldn’t be a big deal. She should still be able to hang out with her friends.
So, Jessie had left before he came in for the evening. That way he couldn’t argue with her about it again. She wasn’t trying to be sneaky- not really. She was just saving them from another fight about it when she had already made up her mind. She was going if for no other reason than to show him she would do what she wanted and he wouldn’t stop her.
But, now that the night was over and she had time to think about it, she was feeling a little guilty. She had missed him and she hadn’t even enjoyed herself most of the night. She kept thinking about him and whether or not they were going to fight about it when she got home. At one point, Patty had told her that she should’ve just stayed home, because her mood was putting a damper on everyone else’s fun. Jessie had danced, but couldn’t seem to get into it. And she hadn’t drunk anything besides Coke because she had to drive home. Now that it was too late to change a thing, she wished she would have just spent the night snuggled up with Gabe.
She took a deep breath as she turned on the signal and slowed the car to turn onto the road to the ranch. She contemplated having one last cigarette before she got home but nixed the idea quickly. Gabe hated it that she had smoked when they were dating. She had mostly quit, except when she was with Patty.
She wondered if he had stayed up waiting for her. She didn’t tell him when she would be home. Heck, she hadn’t told him anything. He wouldn’t talk about it at all when she had told him she wanted to go. She had tried a couple times, so when it came down to it this afternoon, she just left. She didn’t even leave a note. He would know where she had gone.
As she pulled into the drive she noticed the TV was on. He had waited up. She smiled to herself. He did love her. He must have cared and maybe even worried about her. She started to feel a bit guilty again, as she got out and walked to the front door.
Inside the mudroom she quickly slid her shoes off and sighed with relief. Her feet were sore from being on them all night. She walked quietly into the living room to say good night. She knew that he had to know she was home. Where they lived at the end of the road, nobody drove down their road unless they intended to. So he would have heard her pull up and come in. She decided to pretend nothing was the matter.
“Hi honey, I’m home.” she said quietly as she rounded the door way.
His expression was unreadable, as in- he didn’t look mad. He lifted his hand and motioned for her to come to him. She did as she was bid and naively walked toward him. Once within his reach he slid to the edge of the sofa and caught her hand fluidly pulling her down across his lap.
“What are you doing?” she squeaked out as the first crack sounded across her jean clad bottom. “Stop!” crack! “Ow!” crack! “Stop! You can’t do this.” Crack! “Owieee” crack!
“Stop it right now!” amidst the crack upon each word, she tried more firmly, lifting her torso to look behind her. She struggled against him trying to free herself to no avail. He had her firmly in hand. Literally. His left hand held her waist so that she couldn’t slide away and his right hand was wailing on her backside. Fire was engulfing her bottom like she couldn’t believe. And he wasn’t saying a word.
“You can’t do this… ow… stop!” He kept smacking. Her father had never been in her life, and her mother had never spanked her before. Gabe had made jokes about her needing to be spanked at times, but she had thought it was just that- a joke.
“I hate you Gabe Hamilton! When you let me go I’m gonna…” she had to shout to be heard above the cracking of his palm on her denim behind. She stopped short when he stopped mid-swing. Thank God, she thought as she tried to squirm away. She was quite surprised when she felt his hand move to her front where he was unfastening her pants.
“NO- no- no!” she said trying unsuccessfully to stop him. Cool air kissed her hot bottom as he drew her pants and panties down over her bum and down her legs.
Whap. Whap. Whap. He started all over. The pain was different: stingy. It was making her crazy: angry. She was yelling all kinds of things at him. She couldn’t take it, it was unbearable. She put her hand back to stop the relentless burning, but he just caught her hand at her waist and held it there. She was so angry she wanted to punch or kick him. Her legs were free… She started kicking her legs up trying to catch him or just put her feet in the way of his vicious swing, she didn’t care which. When he simply lifted his leg over hers effectively pinning her down. She gave in. She was completely at his mercy. She sobbed. And after a couple more swats he stopped at last.
“Jessie, you know why I am doing this, right?” he finally spoke in a quiet firm voice.
“Because you are a caveman… no a Neanderthal….A-Oh- Ow. Ow. Ow! No, stop please…” she started crying as he started smacking all over again.
“Are you ready to try again Jessie?” He stopped and rubbed her bottom, which surprisingly made it feel so much better. Jessie looked at the puddle of tears in front of her on the beige carpet and her mass of strawberry blonde curls hanging in it. She swiped her face on her left arm which was supporting her upper body. She considered not answering but, decided she should comply so that he would let her out of this detestable position.
“For going out when you said not too… I’m sor-ry Gabe… please let me up so we can talk about it.” She whimpered when he stopped rubbing her bottom. She realized quickly the heat was still there.
“That’s a good start.” He offered as he began smacking all over her rear and down the tops of her thighs. SMACK SMACK SMACK
“Ow, owieeee… stop please, I said that I’m sooiireee.”
“This is for sneaking out while I was gone.” He finished a couple more right on the crease where her bottom met her legs. He paused then and Jessie thought he was done. But then he picked up right where he left off. SMACK SMACK SMACK
“This is for actually going, when I told you not too.” He peppered smacks all over her butt as if he had nothing better to do at the time. SMACK SMACK SMACK
“This is for smoking…” he made sure to cover the sensitive areas again. SMACK SMACK SMACK
“Did you drink tonight Jessie?” he paused so that he could hear her answer.
“NO, no… I didn’t- I swear I didn’t.” she whimpered, praying he was done.
“You are lucky.” he said softly as he finally lifted her to his lap, rubbing her bottom softly as he wrapped his big arms around her.
Jessie accepted the comfort he was offering. She tucked her face into his shoulder and cried softly as he squeezed her closer to his massive chest. Her bare bottom was burning severely where he had settled it on his blue jeans. But, she didn’t care she was just thankful to be in his arms instead of over his knee.
Gabe started rubbing her back, brushing her hair out of her face and whispered.
“Shh, I love you. It’s done now.”
It took a couple minutes for Jessie to calm down enough to speak.
“Does this mean that now that I’m married to you I can’t do things with my friends?”
“Jessie, don’t be silly, you have already done girl things, think about it. You had lunch with your mom and Patty, and another time you went shopping with… I don’t remember who it was. But you know the difference. You can do those things. You do not need to stay out all night partying and dancing without me.”
Jessie started crying again. It hurt worse to hear his disappointment with her for what she had done. And his reasoning even made perfect sense.
“I’m s-so- sor-ry, Gabe. I don’t even know why I was set on going… It was stupid…. They were saying stuff about it being a girl’s night and I didn’t want to be left out… but I knew it would make you mad… I don’t know why I went anyway.”
“It is ok now, it’s over and done with, I forgive you.” He said against her forehead where he placed soft kisses as he spoke.
Jessie was exhausted and relieved, and wanted to fall asleep against his chest. She felt him stand and walk toward the bedroom; she thought he was going to carry her to bed. So, when he stopped short outside the master bath and slowly helped her to her feet she was confused, until she heard his crisp command.
“Go take a shower, you smell like cigarette smoke.”
“I’m tired, I don’t want to shower now it’s four-something in the morning.” She whined.
“Now.” He didn’t give an inch.
Jessie’s whole being sagged as she turned to the bathroom, somewhat afraid to disobey him. But, she still pouted and whined with her back toward him.
“I’m tired, this isn’t fair… especially since you sp-” she stopped short not wanting to say the word.
“You’re not getting in my bed smelling like cigarette smoke. And it is not my fault you stayed out this late.” He said in a voice that was somewhat new to Jessie.
As she was getting out of the shower a couple minutes later and toweling off, she couldn’t wait to get into bed. Not so much because she was so tired, but because she felt so vulnerable. She needed to be in his arms again and oddly enough, she wasn’t afraid of him.
She didn’t have to wait for, or ask for his embrace. As soon as she was under the quilt his arms snaked around her and pulled her close. She pressed her cheek against the warm skin of his chest and felt like she was home. Her eyes drifted closed only to pop back open in a flash as his hand went from caressing her back to cupping her sore buttocks. A small gasp escaped her lips but was shushed as he started again to rub her bottom more softly. She drifted off to sleep with her bottom firmly in his hands.
“Jessie…wake up, here is your coffee.” Jessie came awake as she felt the side of the bed dip. This was their normal routine; he would bring her coffee and rub her back. Then she would get up, shower, and make breakfast while he went out to do chores.
“I’m so tired… I can’t get up, I’m too tired.” She whined.
“I bet you are so am I. But, I still have to get up and feed the animals. You have to get up and feed me.” Gabe didn’t sound angry, but he didn’t sound as if he was going to give her an inch. She felt a cool draft as he pulled the covers off of her.
“I know… I will but, can I just have a little bit longer?” she remembered she was naked and rolled onto her back toward his side where she could reach the quilt and try to cover up. But, as soon as her bottom touched the sheet she winced, remembering the spanking he had given her. Her face instantly felt warm and she wished she could disappear. She quickly pulled his pillow over her face.
“It isn’t my fault you stayed out so late and are still tired. But, this is a ranch and everyone has to do their part to make it run. You asked me to marry you, remember? And you knew what living on a working ranch required. I’ll be back in five minutes and you had better be up, got it?”
Jessie groaned into her pillow but thankfully she felt the bed shift as he got up and walked out of the room. When he was gone she gave into the need to roll back onto her tummy. She shimmied to the edge of the bed and when her feet finally hit the floor and she was standing, she cautiously put her hands behind her to rub her butt.
Ouch! She couldn’t believe how much it still hurt. And he had to bring up the fact that she had asked him to marry her now of all times!
Now that she had time to think about it, she couldn’t believe he had actually spanked her. And why was she still there? If she was smart she would pack up her things and leave. But, she didn’t feel like it was abuse… She had been wrong. She had deserved it. And she didn’t want to leave him. She loved him.
She was in the bathroom brushing her teeth when he came back to check on her. He came up behind her leaned in and kissed her temple.
“Good choice.” He said simply before he walked away again.
Grrrrrrrrrrrr. She wanted to climb back in bed and say to hell with him. But, she knew that wasn’t fair. She normally loved to get up and cook for him and his friend who helped out on the ranch. Gabe loved her cooking and praised her and it felt so good to please him. They had a really good relationship. The loved each other. He would tease her sometimes and they would wrestle on the floor. They would usually end up making love where ever they were. And Gave was anything but a selfish lover. He would give her an embarrassing amount of orgasms before he ever got off. He seemed to take pride in the shameless way she acted during their lovemaking.
She let her thoughts come back to her day and her agenda. She made breakfast but when Gabe and Tyler sat down a while later Jessie was ready to disappear again. She didn’t want to look Gabe in the face and she couldn’t begin to sort her feelings out. So, she took the easy way out and headed out of the room after she had put the food on the table.
A few minutes later Gabe found her in the bedroom with her laptop in hand. She was trying to figure out where to sit and if she even dared trying to sit. She had put on a stretchy pair of leggings hoping they would be comfortable. But she was afraid nothing would actually feel ok right now.
“What are you doing? We are waiting for you.”
“I’m not hungry- I don’t want to eat.” She answered keeping her eyes averted.
“I don’t think so. Get your fanny out there and sit down. I am not playing these games.” Gabe didn’t give her a chance to respond he just took her hand and lead her back to the dining room.
Jessie didn’t get any more chance to consider sitting options either as her chair was pulled out and she was guided into it. Ouch! She restrained herself from popping right back out of it. Oh, how she wished she would have bought the seat cushions she had looked at the other day. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a small smile cross Gabe’s face and when she turned to look at him he just laughed and got all innocent looking. Jessie knew her face was red, it was so warm. She tried to sit still or to line up her shifting in her seat to when she was reaching for something or looking at something, but the fact of the matter was she couldn’t sit still.
When they were finally done with their breakfast and she was clearing the table Gabe asked Tyler to go on out and start emptying the trailer and he would be right out. Jessie’s face again started to feel warm as she wondered why he was staying behind.
When the door closed behind Tyler, and Jessie was back at the table reaching for his plate, Gabe caught her hand and pulled her to sit in his lap. Jessie tucked her face into his chest thankful that he couldn’t see her flaming cheeks from this angle.
“I love you Jessie, you know that right?” he asked softly against the top of her head.
She didn’t think she could talk and so just nodded. Her hands had found their way around his neck and she threaded her fingers through the short curls at the back of his head. She loved being in his lap like this and when his voice had that husky tone she just melted.
“Look at me Jess…” he said waiting for her response, when she didn’t move to do it on her own he took her chin in his fingers and turned her face to his. She tried to keep her eyes averted; she couldn’t explain the emotions she was feeling. But, her eyes darted back to his quickly, when she heard him say her name with his firm voice.
Her emerald green eyes locked on his steel blue. Her attitude seemed to come back to her naturally.
“What?” she demanded in a saucy tone, jerking her head back so that his fingers fell from her jaw.
Now don’t worry, there is a chapter 2 and lucky for you, it will be up tomorrow!
When I first received this story the writer asked me to post it anonymously. I was fine with that but I wished she would take credit for this fine writing. When I talked to her last she said she had given it a lot of thought and she had changed her mind. This story was written by Pooky over at CDD for Life? Pooky’s story. I do want to clarify this is a fiction story, not from her real life. The one catch is that she is not allowed to read or write spanking fiction. Pooky asks that if you want to leave her a comment it will need to be here. Since her husband, Dev, sometimes reads her site she can’t post any comments about the story there.
I hope at some point in the future this rule will change for Pooky. I know that, for me, exploring my feelings through fiction, both in reading and writing, has helped me grow to understand so much more about this life style. Regardless, Pooky you are a wonderful writer and I thank you for sharing this story with us. Don’t forget to come back tomorrow for part two.
As always I’m looking for new stories! If you have one to share send it to firstname.lastname@example.org