A Maintenance Spanking Tale #NSFW, 18+

Today was Tuesday.  Tuesday was maintenance day.  Tuesday was the day that no matter how good she had been all week (or TRIED to be), her husband would turn her over his knee and warm her bottom with a spanking.  If she had truly misbehaved, it would be a good deal more than a warm bottom…more like a hot, sore, stinging bottom.  Thankfully, she had been a good girl this week, following all her rules and pleasing her husband with her warm and submissive demeanor.

But she was determined not to have a spanking this evening!  She was horny as hell and what she needed was a good rogering, NOT a spanking.   

She turned this way and that, admiring herself in the mirror.  Satin and lace, snugly encasing her body in all the right places.  She bent at the waist slightly, hands on her hips.  Looking back over her shoulder, she gave her bottom a little wiggle, watching herself in the mirror.  She smiled, knowing the effect this would have on her new husband.

When he walked in the door that night, she was perched on the arm of the couch.  Her legs were crossed, but she leaned back, putting her breasts on display.  She had built a fire for ambiance, and the glow of the flames danced across her skin. 

Her husband set down his brief case without a word, his gaze fixed upon her.  She felt butterflies in her tummy as he moved toward her. 

He leaned over her slightly, his hand firmly on her back, pulling her to him for a kiss.  His mouth lingered on hers, his tongue gently probing.  With his other hand, he reached out and tweaked her nipple, causing her to moan into his mouth. 

“I missed you today, little one,” he whispered, nibbling on her ear. 

“I missed you too, my loves,” she whispered, pressing her hand against the growing hardness in his pants. 

He smiled at her, raising his eyebrow.

“Do you know what day it is, my dear?”

She feigned innocence and continued kissing his neck.

“Hmm…” was all he said, and she thought that perhaps she had won this round.

Suddenly, he gripped his hand in her hair, and maneuvered her around so that she was straddling the arm of the couch.  Holding her down firmly with one hand, he lowered her panties with the other. 

“I think you know exactly what day it is, young lady,” he said sternly, as he took his cock out of his pants.

She looked slyly over her shoulder.  “Is it Wednesday, Sir?”

Bent over the arm of the couch as she was, her sex protruding…open, wet, and waiting for him.  He didn’t hesitate. Her spanking could wait.  Both hands gripping her waist, he plunged into her causing her to cry out in sheer pleasure.

He fucked her slowly and deliberately, building her pleasure.  When he felt certain she was close, just about to cum, he pulled out.  His little girl was going to learn a lesson today.  He pulled her up off the arm of the couch and placed her on her knees in front of him.

She kneeled there, her eyes glazed over with passion, hot with need.

“Cross your arms behind you,” he commanded.

She obeyed him immediately, hungry for him.

“Open your mouth.”

She opened her mouth, her cunny throbbing with frustration.  She needed him, she needed to cum so badly.

“Today is Tuesday, my sweet girl,” he said, stroking his cock.

Her eyes widened.  She’d hoped he’d been so enticed by her lingerie clad figure he wouldn’t think about all that. 

“Today is your maintenance spanking day, isn’t it, little one?”

She could only nod, her mouth still open, forming the perfect O.  Her body was shaking with need for him.  She had been so close to climaxing.  Juices ran down the inside of her thighs.

“Well, first thing is first,” he said, moving toward her, and putting his cock right into her mouth.  He gripped the back of her head, controlling the movement.  She sucked him obediently, tasting her own juices as he moved his cock in and out of her mouth.  He closed his eyes and started face fucking the woman he loved…his wife, his submissive, his girl.

Soon, his movements quickened and she felt the warm spurt of his cum in the back of her throat. She swallowed, knowing he expected nothing less.  

Resting back on her heels, she smiled up at him, hopeful he would reciprocate and fuck her until she came.  Sucking him, tasting him had only turned up the intensity of her desire for him.

“Clean me up,” he ordered, sternly. 

She immediately began to suck his cock clean, hoping to please him with her obedience.

When she finished, he simply said, “Good girl” as he gently stroked her cheek.

He helped her up and much to her dismay, he sat down on the arm of the couch, and turned her over his knee.  Without a word, he began to spank her bottom soundly. 

She cried out to no avail as her warmed her cheeks.  His punishing palm landed again and again until she was close to tears and kicking her legs.

He stood her up before him.  She tried to rub the sting from her bottom.

“Young lady, answer me honestly.  Did you try to evade your maintenance spanking by tempting me with this new lingerie.”

His arms were crossed, and his eyebrow raised, daring her to defy him.

His look stopped her in her tracks.  She looked at the floor, ashamed of her misbehavior.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl,” he said.  “I am glad you were honest with me.”

She looked up at him, hopeful that her spanking was over.

“Go and fetch the paddle, please,” he said, his voice calm but firm.

She knew that anything other than the two words he was waiting to hear would warrant further discipline.

“Yes, Sir,” she answered, and she headed toward their bedroom to the armoire where he kept his implements.

When she returned, paddle in hand, he was sitting on one of the straight-backed dining room chairs.  He beckoned her to him.

He took the paddle from her.

“Undress, completely.”

She obeyed, removing what remained of her new lingerie set from her body.  She folded it neatly and placed it on the dining room table. 

“Nora, today is Tuesday and that is the day that I give you your maintenance spanking.  These spankings are important for your wellbeing, young lady.”

She nodded contritely, standing nude before him. 

“The spanking I just gave you was for that stunt you pulled tonight, little one,” he said gently.  “You dressed and posed yourself in a way meant to distract me, didn’t you?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered.

“Yes, you did.  And you looked lovely, my sweet girl.  So lovely in fact that I couldn’t resist ravishing you the moment that I laid eyes on you.”

He took her chin in his hand.

“But, my dear girl, as you learned, I had no intention of allowing you to cum.  And because you have been such a naughty girl this evening, I am going to paddle your bottom and put you straight to bed after.  There will be no pleasure for you tonight, my sweet girl.”

She couldn’t help but pout a little.

He just smiled at her and guided her over his knee. 

What ensued was the soundest of spankings, the paddle rising and falling, stinging her bare behind.  She begged him for leniency, but her pleas fell on deaf ears.  He continued to spank his naughty girl until he was sure she had learned a lesson.  Soon, with an apple-red bottom and tears streaming down her cheeks, he carried her to their bedroom.  He tucked his well-spanked girl in, kissing her forehead.

“Go to sleep, little one,” he ordered, gently.

And closing her eyes, she obeyed him, drifting off into a dream that had a far different ending than her evening had. 

The End.

Hope you enjoyed this naughty tale, my kinky friends!

XOXO,

nora