Welcome to Saturday Spankings. In today’s snippet from Suspicions on the River, the ladies have returned home from their trip. Tom was horrified when he saw Cassie and Sue’s bruised and battered faces. In his anger he could barely manage to speak a word to Cassie. His cold anger and silence was nearly more than she could take.
Lily left the bedroom with a worried look. She went out onto the deck where Tom and Henry were waiting. “She won’t get in the bed,” Lily told Tom. “Only in the love seat with the ottoman. Says she won’t sleep with no stranger.”
Tom made no reply.
“Let’s go home, honey,” Henry said. He put his arm around Lily and they went down the stairs.
Tom continued to sit, his eyes toward the river though he couldn’t see it in the blackness.
It was nearly an hour later before he got up to go to bed. He closed the bathroom door quietly, hoping not to wake his wife. Coming out wearing his sleep pants and no shirt, he saw that Cassie had turned on the lamp beside her. They locked eyes, tears spilling from hers down her bruised and battered face. After a moment Tom went to her and took her hand to help her rise. Then he sat and gently helped her to sit on his lap.
“Tell me if I’m hurting you,” he said, mindful of all her injuries.
“You’ve been hurting me since the moment we got home,” she told him quietly through her tears.
“I don’t know what to say. I’m still so angry,” he told her.
“Tom, I don’t care what you say, yell at me, scream at me. Take the damn brush and spank me until your arm’s tired. But please, please don’t cut me off. Don’t turn away from me. I can’t stand the feeling of abandonment. Don’t stop loving me,” Cassie begged with a sob. She grabbed another tissue and turned off the lamp at the same time. She didn’t want Tom to be able to see her face.
“Oh, Cassie… How can you say that? I couldn’t stop loving you if I tried with every fiber of my being. But when I feel this angry with you and the others, I truly don’t know what to do.”
He felt Cassie relaxing against him and knew that for the moment he was doing what she needed. After a bit he asked, “Why did you bring up skydiving on this trip? You had to know I’d have a fit if I knew.”
“The balloon ride wasn’t dangerous. There was an accident. I could trip crossing the street and crack my head open. But that can’t mean I should never cross one again. Tom please understand, I want to live life to the fullest. You and me together,” she urged.
“I’ve spent my adult life trying to keep you safe,” he told her. “It’s not a habit I can break.”
“Tom, all I want right now is for you to be you again. Please,” she begged.
“For me to be me… hmm…” Tom fell quiet for a long time. When he spoke again he told her, “Fine, I’ll be me. As soon as these bruises heal, I want you to know that I’m going to wear you out and I don’t mean maybe. I know how much you hate having a spanking hanging over your head and I don’t care. This spanking isn’t for taking the balloon ride. It’s for not calling and telling me what happened to you as soon as you could get to a phone. It’s for calling me afterwards and still not telling me and it’s for not taking my facetime call when you all were in the car. And girl, I’ll tell you right now, I know you dread a spanking that will come later – this one’s going to be one you should dread.”
Cassie felt a slight shudder from head to toe. She sat up on Tom’s lap searching for his eyes in the darkness. What he was saying sounded horrible yet at that moment she could feel contentment coming back to her.
She hurt all over. Tom was still mad at her, she knew. He was furious with her friends, her beloved girls’ trips were hanging by a thread and he was going to incinerate her butt as soon as she healed. All these thoughts swirled in her head. But at that moment, pressed back against Tom and feeling his arm around her, she was the happiest woman in the world.
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