"Bend over," he whispered gently into my ear.
My body grew weak. I could no longer fight the feeling. I leaned over his leg and took it like a woman.
Wham! His firm hand met my backside for the second time.
"Ouch," I cried and pulled away.
My Dom showed no mercy. Bringing me deeper into submission, he delivered another strike up against my bottom that took me back to why I was being spanked in the first place.
***
It was several weeks ago when I came down with a little bitty cold. I didn't even have a runny nose. Just some minor head congestion. But nothing major to be worried about.
Since he put me on a daily schedule, there are certain times I must check in. And at every check in, he usually wants to know what I'm doing. But that day, what I was going to eat seemed more important.
"You know what you're going to eat?"
"I don't know. It's either between Subway or some wings."
He decided for me, "You'll be having wings."
"Yes sir."
When he found out that I was sick, his plans for what I was going to eat changed in an instant. "Get soup instead."
"Ok."
"Ok what?"
"Ok sir"
I agreed for the sake of it. But God knows I didn't wanna eat no damn soup. I wanted some real food that I could chew and swallow. So instead of going by the store to get some soup, I took it upon myself to get a sandwhich from Subway. When I checked in with him later that day, it went down.
"So did you get the soup?"
"No."
"What did you eat?"
"I had Subway."
"You disobeyed my rules and didn't get the soup like I told you to do. You will get punished." Even through a computer screen, my Dom's words sent shivers up my spine.
***
That day came like a thief in the night and here I was bent over his leg outside in the parking lot of Lenox Square Mall. My Dom's hand greeted my ass for the fourth time. I screamed but my body couldn't move. I should have just eaten the soup.
...to be continued (click here to keep reading)
Copyright 2014 Danielle Leach
My body grew weak. I could no longer fight the feeling. I leaned over his leg and took it like a woman.
Wham! His firm hand met my backside for the second time.
"Ouch," I cried and pulled away.
My Dom showed no mercy. Bringing me deeper into submission, he delivered another strike up against my bottom that took me back to why I was being spanked in the first place.
***
It was several weeks ago when I came down with a little bitty cold. I didn't even have a runny nose. Just some minor head congestion. But nothing major to be worried about.
Since he put me on a daily schedule, there are certain times I must check in. And at every check in, he usually wants to know what I'm doing. But that day, what I was going to eat seemed more important.
"You know what you're going to eat?"
"I don't know. It's either between Subway or some wings."
He decided for me, "You'll be having wings."
"Yes sir."
When he found out that I was sick, his plans for what I was going to eat changed in an instant. "Get soup instead."
"Ok."
"Ok what?"
"Ok sir"
I agreed for the sake of it. But God knows I didn't wanna eat no damn soup. I wanted some real food that I could chew and swallow. So instead of going by the store to get some soup, I took it upon myself to get a sandwhich from Subway. When I checked in with him later that day, it went down.
"So did you get the soup?"
"No."
"What did you eat?"
"I had Subway."
"You disobeyed my rules and didn't get the soup like I told you to do. You will get punished." Even through a computer screen, my Dom's words sent shivers up my spine.
***
That day came like a thief in the night and here I was bent over his leg outside in the parking lot of Lenox Square Mall. My Dom's hand greeted my ass for the fourth time. I screamed but my body couldn't move. I should have just eaten the soup.
...to be continued (click here to keep reading)
Copyright 2014 Danielle Leach
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