Anastasia was driving home from work on a sunny spring day. It has been several weeks since her husband, Thomas, of two years had given her a spanking for the first time. All during her commute she relived those moments in her head.
Anastasia had been interested in spanking for as long as she could remember. Even as a young adult, if watching a television program that involved the spanking of a character, adult or child, Anastasia’s heart would skip a beat. She wondered if anyone else could tell how much this interested her. Often she wondered if something was wrong with her, why would anyone WANT to be spanked?
Anastasia had been spanked as a young child, but her parents didn’t believe in spankings once their children were pre-teens. They felt the deprivation of phone privileges and friends was enough to curb their children’s wayward ways.
So, Anastasia started reading and researching the web for spankings and was amazed to find that she was not alone in this world with the desire to be chastised and spanked. That’s how she came up with the idea to get her husband to spank her.
Anastasia was a free-spirit at heart, a clean person, but a lazy one. It took everything in her to keep a clean enough house for Thomas. That’s what she neglected in hopes of having Thomas spank her and it worked! Two weeks ago when Thomas returned from work, he discovered the dishes in the sink and was livid. He spanked Anastasia with his hand on her bare bottom and also spanked her 20 times with her wooden paddle hairbrush. And he promised there was more where that came from if she didn’t change her ways.
Lost in thought, scheming of what she could do next to earn her a trip over her husband’s lap, Anastasia didn’t see the traffic light turn red. As she proceeded through the intersection, she saw the police cruiser in her peripheral vision. Oh no – she was caught for sure.
Anastasia wasn’t even across the intersection when the officer initiated his lights and sirens in pursuit. Anastasia pulled over and gave the officer her license and insurance information. When the officer returned her identification, he gave Anastasia her ticket for failure to stop for a red light. It was $280.00! That was all of her spare money and some of her grocery money.
Later that afternoon, Thomas returned home from his business trip and told Anastasia that they needed to go over their finances. Thomas and Anastasia had always maintained separate accounts. Thomas earned his money and paid certain bills and Anastasia kept the money she earned and paid the bills for which she was responsible, it kept them from fighting over money like so many couples do.
“Sure, Tom, what’s up?”
“Well Ana, the car insurance went up and we had that plumbing bill, so I am a little short on the bills this week. We need to re-budget for the increase and I will need some money this week from your account to make sure everything is covered.”
“Uhhh, I don’t really have that much extra this week, can’t you swing it?”
“Ana, I know you make less than I do, but that is why you pay far less bills, the way I figure it, you should have several hundred left over.”
“Ummm…I kinda’ got a ticket.”
“What do you mean you “kinda” got a ticket? Did you or did you not receive a ticket.”
“I did receive one – today, on the way home from work.”
“Well, I didn’t see the light change and I went through it when it was red, and it just so happens that there was a police officer at the intersection who saw it.”
“Ana! I just told you the car insurance went up and now this! Do you know how much more we are going to be paying when the insurance company catches wind of this little stunt you pulled? Not to mention the fine, how much is it?”
“Ana, you just never learn. Let me guess, you were thinking about the next book you are going to read or what you are going to watch on tv – am I right?”
If Thomas only knew what Anastasia was really thinking about on that drive home, “Well, I was daydreaming a little.”
“Well that little daydream is going to cost us both. This is absolutely unacceptable. I thought you learned a lesson the other week, but apparently not. Ana not only is that ticket going to cost you money, it is also going to cost you a little modesty and a red behind.”
Oh God! Anastasia thought, he was going to spank her, just what she was hoping for to start with, how serendipitous. Anastasia began to quiver, “Tom, I’m sooo sorry. I’ll pay for ticket and be more responsible. Please don’t spank me.”
“I thought we covered this last time, when I say you are getting a spanking – YOU ARE GETTING A SPANKING! There is no debate, do you understand me?”
“Yes” SMACK. Thomas landed his large palm against Anastasia’s right ass cheek, over her tight fitting jeans. Thomas asked, “Yes, what?”
“That’s better, now I want you to get in the living room and take down those jeans and panties and I want to see you leaning over the arm of the couch when I get in there.”
Anastasia moped into the living room with her heart pounding. She couldn’t believe she was going to get another spanking, just what she hoped for. She loved the anticipation, but the spanking really did hurt. She still couldn’t figure it out. She wanted to be spanked but then it hurt and she started questioning why she ever wanted it in the first place.
Anastasia approached the upholstered couch and slowly took down her jeans. She didn’t dare disobey after what happened last time. Her additional misdeeds earned her a paddling with her hairbrush.
Thomas walked in and Anastasia still did not have her panties down, she was only just hooking her fingers in to the elastic band of her Victoria Secret panties.
Thomas quickly crossed the entranceway and ripped the panties from Anastasia’s hand and pulled them to the floor and quickly administered five quick smacks to Anastasia’s white behind. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK.
Not expecting the hard quick spanks, Anastasia flung her hands back to protect her vulnerable bottom – BIG MISTAKE! Thomas quickly pinned her hand to the small of her back and bent her upper body over the arm of the sofa, leaving her behind upturned over the end, in a perfect position for the spanking to come.
“Anastasia, you know misdeeds and infractions will be dealt with corporally, so why must you continue to be so childish and rebellious.”
“I don’t want to be spanked”, Anastasia cried.
“Oh, I think you do. Did you forget I am a computer programmer; you never delete your history from your laptop. The other week I needed to look something up on your laptop and to my surprise I found the websites you were visiting. It seems to me, this is exactly what you want.”
Shocked, Anastasia wasn’t sure how to respond. “Well, I like the idea of getting a spanking, but it really hurts. So, honey, please don’t spank me.”
“Don’t fight it Ana, you do like it and believe it or not, you do deserve it. You are constantly acting like a brat. Quite frankly, I am glad you are into being spanked because this is exactly how I have wanted to deal with you for the past two years. I still love you, but you will learn to behave” SMACK SMACK SMACK
“Ana, you are still going to receive a spanking for the ticket you received” And with that, Thomas began spanking Ana as she lie over the couch. He spanked lightly at first, but very rapidly. He made sure he covered every part of her behind, both cheeks, from top to bottom and even some on her thighs.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
“Thomas pleeeeeaaaase, I’ll be good. Please stop spanking me. I’ll be a good girl. I’ll be a good girl.” Anastasia quickly uttered between sobs.
After another two minutes of rapid spanks, Thomas paused. “Ana, if you haven’t figured it out yet, your spanking will only end when I feel you have had enough, not when you think s
o. Last time, you received extra spanks with your hairbrush, but today I think it is time you were introduced into a new implement.”
Anastasia could hear Thomas undoing the buckle of his belt and sliding it through the belt loops of his trousers. Just that sound sent butterflies through her stomach. Her ass quivered in anticipation. She always wondered what it would feel like. She imagined it would hurt. Her parents never spanked with a belt, only with their hands and maybe the occasional wooden spoon.
Thomas doubled over his belt and drew back his arm, “Ana this is going to hurt, but you are to take it like a woman.”
Anastasia heard the belt whip through the air and then felt a fire along the line where the belt made contact with her ass. Thomas wielded the belt across both cheeks, right at the bottom where her asshole was. Anastasia bucked from the pain, but Thomas held her firmly down on the couch, “Fight it Ana and it will only earn you more.”
SWISH – CRACK, SWISH – CRACK, SWISH – CRACK, SWISH – CRACK
After about another half dozen lashes with the belt, Thomas stopped and rubbed his hand along Anastasia’s vagina and pulled back his hand, which was now dripping wet with Anastasia’s juices. “Apparently, you do like this.” CRACK CRACK. Thomas made contact to Anastasia’s backside with his hand.
“Even though you like this, you will receive punishment spankings whenever I see fit, do you understand?”
“Good, you’re learning”. Thomas slid his pants to the floor and slid his cock into Anastasia’s hot vagina and thrust hard. Thomas wanted to make sure his wife learned a lesson, but he also loved the sight of his wife all vulnerable and under his control as her ass becomes a deep crimson. He was so aroused, it was only a few minutes before he came inside of her.
Anastasia turned around and began to kiss Thomas as he grabbed her hand and led her to the bedroom.