STUNG (Dark Erotic Romance) (16 page)

He moved over to the side so he could get a better swing. He placed his left hand at the small of her back as the right hand got busy.

It wasn’t long before Sara was squirming and whimpering from the heat of Alex’s hand on her butt. Back and forth, right and left, methodically leaving his firm hand prints on her ass as she tried to be strong and hold her position.

After about 15 swats, it became a little more than she could bear and she started to stand with each swat.

He pushed her back down into the position. “I told you to stay down.”

“I can’t help it!” she said, exasperated.

Alex walked over to his cabinet and grabbed a couple of pieces of soft rope, and quickly used one of his knots to wrap her wrists to the rings.

“There. That should help.”

Alex returned to her waiting bottom and began to spank her again, this time with a little more speed.

Sara tried to pull up this time, but could only go so far as the restraints kept her in place. However, her feet now kept coming up to try to stop the assault on her ass.

Alex let out a chuckle as he walked back over the cabinet again, this time returning to her ankles. “I suppose you can’t help your feet coming up either.” He said as he tightened the ropes.

Sara moaned because now she knew she would not be able to stop any attacks on her backside.

Once Alex felt she was good and secure, he resumed his spanking position and began to add new hand prints on top of the existing prints.

“Ow! Ouch! Ouuch!!!” Sara began yelling, louder and louder as he continued.

Alex didn’t let her cries dissuade his intentions. He needed to make sure she “got it” as he continued until she was pulling at all four restraints and begging him to stop. He could tell she was almost to the point of tears and needed to bring her to that point, and then some.

He stopped long enough to walk over to the cabinet and get one of the lighter paddles out. She had not really been paddled before and had no idea what kind of pain and sting was about to come.

Alex gently laid the paddle on her bum and just lightly tapped a couple of times before bringing it down in a light swat on her already sore ass.

“Ooowwwwwwww!!!” Sara screamed. “Oh.. please, no, Alex, I can’t take that, no!!”

“Yes you can. And you will.” He said, bringing the paddle down on the other cheek, this time a little harder.

Sara screamed and wretched as the sting of the paddle made contact with her brain. She had never felt that kind of pain before. And she quickly realized she didn’t want to feel it again.

Before she could think of a way to make him stop, the paddle came down again on her right cheek and then on her left.

“Please, Alex please! Ouch! I’m sorry, oh god, am I sorry! Please stop!” Sara cried, begging for him to stop.

Alex rubbed her bottom momentarily to feel the heat of her skin. He knew she was almost at her breaking point. But he had to push her past it. He had to drive this home. He needed tears and sobbing, and so did she. He knew she would not be able to release her own guilt without the tears.

He took a deep breath and calmly planted the paddle, first on the left, then on the right alternating back and forth with consistent pressure, letting the weight of the paddle to most of the work. He knew his own strength could deliver something fierce and wanted to make sure he didn’t overdo it.

Sara began to scream loudly now through her tears.

One…two…three…four…five…six…

Alex stopped to let her catch her breath. She was sobbing loudly now.

“P…please! Please!” Sara begged through her sobs and the tears that were flowing freely now.

Alex could tell he pushed her over that threshold. That threshold that made all the difference between spanking being a sexual thing versus a discipline thing. All the other spankings were more sexual in nature. Not this one. This one was anything but. This one, was one she needed for discipline. He knew that was the important distinction.

Alex rubbed her bottom as Sara cried hard. Her face was red and wet with tears as she sobbed. He felt the heat radiating from her bright red butt and admired her for staying and taking her punishment.

“Four more.” He said as he gave her butt a gentle squeeze.

“No, please…no more, please!” Sara softly pleaded.

Alex raised the paddle up high, and with a little more force this time, brought it down hard on her bottom. Sara barely got out her scream when the second one landed on the other side. Her body was completely tightened and shaking as he let the final two strokes land on her quivering flesh.

Alex returned the paddle to its place in the cabinet and untied Sara’s hands and feet. Carefully he stood her upright as he took her in his arms and held her tightly.

Sara let out all her emotions as she buried his face in his shirt, sobbing hard. Her mind was only filled with how much pain she was in at the moment as she grasped around his neck, trying to hold herself up. She felt weak in the knees and had no energy left.

“All is forgiven baby-girl. All is forgiven.” Alex assured her with his soft parent-like voice.

Alex held her until she calmed down enough to slow her breathing. Reaching over to the cabinet, he handed her a box of tissues. She wiped her face and blew her nose. Alex resumed holding her until her breathing calmed and she finally stopped crying.

Pulling away, he lifted her face up to his with his finger under her chin.

“You did good. I am so proud of you. Do you think this will help you remember your promises to me?” Alex asked as he lifted her chin upward to face him.

“Yes.” Sara said shakily.

“Good. Now lets go get some dinner.”

Alex stood up and closed up the cabinets, replacing the saddle over the bench.

“Come on babe. Get your clothes.”

Alex waited by the door for her to pick up her clothes and follow him out of the hidden room.

Sara’s legs felt like jello as she tried to walk. She was also a little surprised by Alex’s attitude. It was if it never happened. He was back to his normal happy self, but a little more confidence in his step.

She and Alex made their way upstairs. “Go wash your face, and I will start the salad.” Alex told her.

The cold washcloth felt good against her face. She wiped her eyes and blew her nose again, trying to make herself presentable as she pulled on her skirt. At the moment, she was glad the skirt was light because anything touching her bottom would make her wince.

She wondered how she was going to manage sitting though dinner, but figured it would probably be easy compared to earlier.

Later that evening as they both lay on the couch together, Alex explained that disciplining her was actually not his favorite thing to do.

“I like to spank you Sara, but I get more out of spanking you sexually. Discipline is hard for me because I know it is for behavior modification and not sex. That means it really has to hurt to be effective. And I don’t like hurting you, but if that is what it takes to make you see clearly then it is my role as a husband to do so.”

Sara nodded in agreement as she snuggled her face in his chest. Listening to the beat of his heart, she drifted off to sleep.

Reflection

As Sara woke the next morning, she could still feel the sting on her skin from the evening before. This was the end of their thirty day trial and she had a decision to make. Did she want to live a life with Alex as his wife? She had a lot to reflect on as she rolled over and looked at Alex, sleeping peacefully.

She knew she loved Alex and wanted to be his wife. She knew she liked being spanked sexually and how much it turned her on. She knew now for sure that he would not hesitate to discipline her in ways that she didn’t want to experience often.

She watched Alex sleeping for a few minutes before he started to stir awake. His eyes softly opened to Sara’s face staring back at him.

Alex smiled and reached out his hand, softly touching her face. She leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips.

“Today is the last day.” He said quietly.

“Yes, I know.”

There was a sense of finality that came over her. She never stopped to think that maybe after the trial that he may not actually want to marry her after all. A foreboding filled her as her mind went to places it probably shouldn’t have. She tried to push those feelings aside and just enjoy the moment of solitude with him.

“I am having someone fill in for me today at work. I want us to spend the day together.”

Sara sighed with a sense of relief. She nuzzled her head into his shoulder and allowed herself to fall back asleep. It felt like it was only a few minutes that she woke again, this time alone in the bed. She heard some stirring in the kitchen as she rolled over to look towards the door, just in time to see Alex appear with a bed tray.

“Good morning sleepy girl!” Alex said joyfully, as he brought the tray over to her and set it down on the bed. “I brought you breakfast!”

Sara pulled herself up and pushed the pillows behind her coming to a sitting position. Alex placed the tray over her lap. There was coffee and orange juice, an English muffin with an egg and ham, and a vase with a beautiful daisy. There was also a small tray with a silver dome.

Alex leaned in and kissed Sara.

“And I have a special treat for you here!” Alex said as he removed the silver dome revealing a cupcake covered in frosting with the most beautiful heart shaped diamond ring stuck in the middle.

“Marry Me, Sara. Make me the happiest man on the planet. Marry me.” Alex pleaded.

Sara looked at the ring and looked at his face. This was the first time she really saw his vulnerability. The tension in the room could be cut with a knife as Alex held is breath waiting for her response.

Sara smiled. “Yes. Yes, I will marry you.”

Alex jumped up and yelled, “WOOHOO!” as he jumped up and down like a kid who just got his favorite Christmas gift.

“I don’t want to wait. If you will agree to it, I already have the Justice of the Peace coming this afternoon.”

“What?” Sara said laughingly, surprised at his eagerness and planning. “What would you have done if I had said no?”

“I didn’t entertain that idea. I wanted you. You were made for me. I have been waiting all my life for you. I knew you would say yes.” His boldness made her heart smile.

“But I don’t have a dress or rings or any of that ready.”

Sara tried to think of all the things that she normally would have had to plan for. Her mind was all aflutter with the speed of what was happening.

“Honey, I have it all taken care of. I even have you a dress. We will have it at my parent’s house. I promise it will be great.”

Sara loved his spontaneity, but she was used to planning. She decided to let him have control of this, since it seemed like he had everything already planned and ready to go. How could she deny the man she loved so dearly?

“Yes! Ok, yes! Let’s do it today!” She agreed.

Alex picked up the breakfast tray and moved it to the floor, then jumped on the bed and laid on top of her.

“I love you Sara. I am so happy right now. Thank you. Thank you for saying yes to me, to us.”

He kissed her lips then started laughing out loud. He got up on his feet on the bed and started jumping around like a little kid.

“She said yes, oh, she said yes! I’m getting married today, woot! Woot!”

Sara laughed joyfully as she watched him dance around the room.

After he finally calmed down a bit, they enjoyed breakfast together before showering and getting ready to head to his parents.

Alex drove to the front of his parents house and went around and opened the door for Sara.

“My mom is waiting for you inside. I will see you at 2.”

“But..wait, your not coming?”

“I will be here…I promise. Wild horses couldn’t keep me from being here today. I want you to enjoy getting ready.”