Chapter Six #2
The next morning, she woke up to find herself alone. Turning her head toward his side of the bed, she saw a note on his pillow.
Raina, my sweet,
Just yell out for me when you wake up. I want you to take a relaxing bath and will prepare it for you when you’re ready. Once you’re fresh and clean, it’ll be time for your punishment. Remember, I love you very much, no matter what happens.
Eliot
Smiling despite her upcoming thrashing, she tossed the blanket aside and turned to a seated position on the bed. She placed a little weight on her ankle and yelped a little as a sharp pain raced up her leg. Taking stock of the rest of her body, she was only slightly sore. She took a deep breath and accepted what was to come in the next few hours. Calling out for him, she waited and heard his footsteps coming up the stairs.
“Good, you saw my note,” he said warmly. “Ready for a nice hot bath?”
She nodded.
“I’m a bit nervous about what’s going to happen afterwards though.”
“You should be, naughty girl,” he said darkly, igniting the passion within her once again. Her clit pulsed and she pressed her thighs together. “How’s that ankle?”
“I tried to put some weight on it, but it hurts a lot.”
“Well, good thing we’re going to be here a while; you should see how much snow fell overnight. There’s at least a couple feet out there. It’s going to take some time before the plows get here. You’ll have plenty of time to heal up.”
“That’s okay, I like being here with you.”
He threaded an arm around her waist and another under her bottom, before lifting her cleanly off the bed. He carried her to the adjoining bathroom and sat her down on the ledge of the luxurious jetted bathtub. Turning on the water, he filled the tub and poured in a few delectable smelling oils. He poured in some bubble bath too and she giggled when he turned on the jets. This was going to be a very nice bubble bath after all.
Next, he helped her get completely naked and carefully supported her as she eased into the hot water. She groaned at the feeling of the enveloping warmth. Smiling, she relaxed as he washed her body and her hair with care. He was extraordinarily sweet and she loved every second of it. He even conditioned her hair and brushed it so that she had very few tangles. She felt like his woman entirely and couldn’t wait to experience more. She was calm, thoroughly surrendering to his control. Closing her eyes, she imagined herself over his knee and it felt right. She knew she deserved to be taken in hand and told herself that she wouldn’t fight when it happened.
Before she knew it, she was clean and he was rinsing her off. He picked her up out of the water and sat her on the edge of the tub. Wrapping her in a soft towel, he dried her with the utmost gentleness. Then, he carried her back into the bedroom and sat her on the edge of the bed.
He sat next to her and took her hand in his.
She looked at her hands, knowing it was time for her punishment. Her bottom tingled, almost as if her backside was anticipating every smack.
“Are you ready, baby?” he asked gently, squeezing her fingers within his. She was ready to be forgiven and to be his good girl again. Nodding, she knew she craved his discipline and his dominance. She watched as he stood up and opened a drawer in the nearby bedside table, taking out a wicked-looking wooden paddle. Shrugging the towel off her body, she waited as he sat back down next to her. When he was still, she moved to position her naked body over his lap. He pushed her body forward and rearranged her so that she lay over one of his thighs. He was careful with her, positioning his other leg over the backs of her knees. He tipped her forward a bit more, so that her feet didn’t touch the floor at all.
“Raina, you’re going to cry over my knees today, but I am only going to punish these bottom cheeks of yours. If at any time, your ankle or something else hurts, tell me immediately. Is that clear?”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered as her bottom twitched in anticipation. In her current state, her backside felt incredibly big and vulnerable. Held firmly over his lap, she wasn’t able to move in the slightest. She couldn’t even kick her legs if she tried. It warmed her to know that he was also protecting her, making sure she wouldn’t hurt her swollen ankle. Clenching her muscles tightly, she waited, expecting her paddling to begin at any second. His knuckles brushed against her sensitive skin and she flinched.
“Relax that bottom, little one.”
Struggling for a long moment, she calmed and her muscles fell slack. His heavy palm cupped her right cheek and then her left. His firm touch felt wonderful and she sighed in response. Not a moment after, his hand smacked down directly in the center of both her cheeks, once, then twice. It took a moment for the sting to radiate across her skin, but he had already begun to pick up the pace. This wasn’t like the spankings she’d received from him before. This time, it began incredibly hard and fast, and she was squirming faster than ever before. There was no way for her to escape the blows and her bottom was quickly becoming hot, swollen, and well punished.
She wanted to take it well and make him proud, but in no time she was crying out loud from the harsh smacks meeting her skin.
Every spank from his palm thudded deeply into her bottom, shooting straight to her core with pleasure and pain. Despite the fact that she was being punished, she felt her arousal pool between her thighs. Lust raced through her veins. Helpless to her desires, she tried to focus on the pain of the smacks and the fact that she was getting disciplined for her silly decision and not how much she wanted him to touch her in between her legs.
“I was so afraid when you hurtled down that black diamond trail. You were reckless and could have gotten seriously hurt. I don’t know what I would do if I lost you. I’m going to teach you today to think before you act, even if I have to paddle this bottom so hard that you can’t sit down until New Year’s Day,” he said sternly.
Raina took his words to heart, wallowing in her guilt at the prospect of making him worry about her. Already, he seemed to know exactly what to say to get her in the right mind frame to accept her punishment. His words made her feel sad, incredibly ashamed, and contrite. She was truly sorry for what she had done. She shouldn’t have raced down that trail without talking to him first. Tears edged at the corners of her eyes. What if the situation had been reversed? What if she lost him forever, instead? She began to openly cry, knowing that she would be completely destroyed without him. She couldn’t believe she had made him feel that way.
He paused for a long moment and she breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe it was almost over?
A smooth cool object brushed across her skin and she stiffened. With a groan, she realized it was the paddle. Sniffing her tears back, she tried to calm herself, knowing the worst part of her spanking was yet to come.
“Now it’s really time for the punishment to begin, naughty girl.”
The paddle cracked down on the left side of her ass and the sting was instantaneous. He didn’t start slow, but spanked her quickly and the pain became overwhelming. The moment the implement fell on her vulnerable cheeks, she knew she was being really chastised. Tears streamed down her face, yet the paddle was unrelenting.
She forgot everything except her naked bottom and why she was getting spanked. It seemed as though the entire rest of the world faded away and she let go. Eliot was in control and she couldn’t change a thing. She sobbed as her body relented to his dominance, taking each swat of the paddle to heart. He loved her enough in order to teach her and she loved him even more for it. Submitting to him completely, she accepted her punishment.
“I’m so sorry, sir. I promise I won’t ever do something so stupid again,” she wept out loud, feeling truly sorry for what she had done.
The paddle spanked the tops of her upper thighs and she wept harder.
“Arch your back, little girl, so that I can finish your punishment. You’re going to learn to never make such a reckless decision again.”
She complied and did her best to obey his wishes. Eliot thoroughly punished her sit spots five times on each side and she yelped loudly at the sting. By the end, she was openly sobbing and lying slack over his lap. As soon as he was finished, he threw the paddle aside. His palm spanked her a dozen times on each side, thoroughly bringing home his message. Blubbering apologies, she wailed as he gathered her up in his arms.
“Such a good girl; you took that so well,” he said softly, hugging her close. She felt safe and well-loved in his arms. Her bottom hot and truly punished, she whimpered slightly as she sat on his thigh. His hands stroked up and down her back as her cries quieted. She’d done it. She’d survived her punishment. Curling into his warmth, her sobs began to lessen and she moaned as her fingers moved to touch her scalded bottom cheeks. He held her close, before pressing his lips to hers and then to her wet, tear-streaked cheeks. He kissed her tears away and she smiled a little as his lips tickled the tip of her nose.
“That hurt,” she pouted.
“It was supposed to. You were a bad girl.”
“I’m so sorry, sir. I promise never to do something like that again. Will you forgive me?” she asked, feeling a bit insecure and entirely vulnerable. He nodded and took her chin in his hand, his strong, confident gaze holding her steady.
“Yes. You are forgiven, my pretty one. Whenever you receive a true punishment from me, like what you just experienced, I will always forgive you. I promise.”
“Good. I am truly sorry and that paddle sure drove that message home.”
“I’ll hold onto this wooden paddle then, so that it will remind you to behave whenever you’re with me. I’m happy to hear that you learned your lesson though. I much prefer reddening those bottom cheeks of yours to arouse you, rather than to punish you. Come, lie down on the bed and I’ll massage some lotion onto those sore globes.”
Giggling, she crawled onto the bed and pressed her body into the soft quilt. She looked back as he grabbed a bottle on the bedside table and she grinned when he smiled back at her. Things felt perfect. The moment the cool lotion drizzled across her skin, she moaned. His fingers gripped her flesh and then relaxed, causing her arousal to quickly moisten her folds. Her clit throbbed in response to his touch. Passion rose within her like a tidal wave, fierce and wild like never before. Having just been punished like a naughty little girl, her passion surprised her, coming on stronger than ever. She could practically feel her wetness dripping down her legs.
Helplessly, she whimpered with desire and rolled her hips. His thumbs dipped into the cleft of her bottom, dragging down to caress the skin of her inner thighs. She blushed when she felt him glide across her arousal. He would know exactly how turned on she was.
His digits continued to explore her skin as he rubbed the lotion in further. She lifted her hips and his hand cupped her pussy. She groaned at this mark of ownership, feeling even more of her honey pool between her secret folds.
His thumb grazed over her clit and her body reacted almost violently with her lust. She arched into him and mewled with happiness as he continued. Circling her throbbing bud, he grasped her hips and lifted her up into the air. With this change in position, she knew he had better access to every part of her body and most important, her needy slit. She pressed back toward him and squealed with delight as he pushed a finger into her entrance. When he touched her clit again, spreading her juices across her folds, she keened with her desire.
He wound his arm around her hip, reaching around to pinch her pulsing bud as he entered her with two fingers from behind. Overwhelmed with his delicious dominance, she gave in to her desires and let her passion run free. She thrived on his control, craved her bottom to be reddened by his hand, needed his touch to set her body on fire. She wanted it all.
The coil within her tightened to impossible levels and all at once, her orgasm crashed over her. Caught in the riptide of her release, there was no escape. Captured completely, her lust caused every muscle in her body to tense and quiver. She could barely even breathe after the intensity of her passion. It took what felt like hours for her body to calm again, feverishly hot with her need.
Aching for him, she wanted more.
Looking back, she begged with her eyes. He let go of her and she turned toward him. She placed her hands on his hips and gazed upward, seeking permission to free his cock. She had the sudden urge to take his shaft into her mouth and she hoped he would allow her. She wanted to worship him and please him as he had her.
He nodded and she cried out with desire.
She unclasped his belt and slowly unthreaded the buckle. Grasping the leather, she moved it out of the way and unbuttoned his slacks. She grabbed the waistband and pushed them down over his hips, revealing dark navy cotton boxers. Licking her lips, she hesitantly looked up and his smile gave her confidence. Gently, she pulled his underwear down his thighs and his enormous cock bobbed into her view.
Her mouth watered as she looked at the bulbous head of his shaft. Tentatively she reached for it and twirled her fingers around his massive length. Every time she saw his cock, she wondered how it fit inside her. Her tongue peeked out between her lips and she leaned forward, running it up and down the ridges of his shaft. He tasted musky and manly, and she craved more.
With increasing confidence, she took his entire head in her mouth and sighed around it. Twirling her tongue around him, she worshipped his cock. Enjoying every second, she sighed when his fingers threaded through her hair. He was gentle for a long moment, but then his hands fisted tightly in her long locks. She whimpered as he pulled, but groaned when his hips pumped into her lips. No longer in control, she yielded as he pressed his cock deeper and deeper into her throat. Struggling to breathe, her eyes watered slightly before she began to get her bearings. Pulling out a little, she gasped for breath while sucking the head of his member. She felt him stiffen and she grabbed onto his thighs for support.
He pumped into her mouth harder, faster and her arousal pooled between her thighs. She knew she was making him feel as good as he’d made her and she loved every second of it. His muscles twitched under her fingertips and his hands tightened even more at the back of her head. Pain prickled at the base of her scalp and she whimpered with both hurt and lust.
He stilled deep in her throat and she moaned around his cock. His seed spurted within her, hot and thick on the back of her tongue. Sucking hard, she swallowed every drop, loving the bittersweet taste of her man.
After he was finished, he gently lifted her up and kissed her cheek.
“Such a good baby girl,” he whispered in her ear and goosebumps rose all over her flesh. Smiling, she giggled softly at his praise. Reaching forward, she grazed her fingers against his cock. Gasping, she looked down at his member, surprised that it was once again hard as a rock. He smirked at her.
He scooped her up by the waist and deposited her on the bed. Using his knee to press her thighs apart, he situated himself at her entrance. With little warning, he slammed his cock into her pussy and she screamed with desire.
He fucked her hard and fast, exactly what she’d needed at that moment. Shuddering with her desire, she rocked her hips to meet his, reveling in the feeling of fullness that his massive cock deep in her entrance gave her. Again and again, he claimed her, thoroughly and completely. It didn’t take long for the passion within her to overflow as her body climbed higher and higher with ecstasy. He caught her wrists in his hand and trapped them over her head. She whimpered at his utter command of every part of her and she yearned for more.
Her body heated to feverish levels, getting hotter with each passing second. Her skin crawled with her need, begging for release.