Chapter 7 #2
Although he didn’t recognize the vehicle, his gut told him that something was very wrong here.
Maggie clung to him tightly as he picked her up in his arms and carried her inside.
Striding into the living room, Nick sat on the couch with Maggie on his lap.
Gently he swayed side to side as his hand rubbed her back.
“What’s going on, Maggie? Who was that?” Nick asked softly.
Maggie wracked her brain, trying to come up with an answer that wouldn’t get her in any more trouble than she already was. Wiping away tears, she pulled herself out of Nick’s arms and stood. She worried her bottom lip as she tried to look anywhere but at him.
Nick shrugged out of his jacket and tossed it over the end of the couch. Crossing his arms he waited.
Maggie walked back and forth in front of him.
Every few feet she would stop for a moment, her face screwed up as if concentrating hard, and then she would throw up her hands and continue pacing.
The curls from her high ponytail bounced up and down as she paced and with no makeup on she looked about sixteen.
“Maggie, I’m waiting,” he informed her, starting to give into his frustration. She’d obviously been upset when he arrived, and maybe it had something to do with the car pulling away from the curb, but she still needed to explain her behavior.
Maggie forced herself to accept that there was no answer she could give Nick without another lie, and she knew how well that would turn out. Nick had already been on his way long before she called, and she wasn’t so stupid she didn’t know what that meant.
Apparently, he had reached the end of his patience, and her reprieve was over.
There was no way she would risk making this any worse than it had to be.
Finally, sighing in resignation, her chin to her chest, she went over and stood next to Nick.
Hands shaking uncontrollably, she took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes.
“Spank me, Nick”, she told him, trying to keep her voice from cracking. “I earned it, I deserve it, and I just want to get it the hell over with. Then we’ll talk.”
Nick couldn’t have been more surprised if she’d told him she’d been abducted by aliens.
His heart swelled with pride as it became clear to him just what she was saying.
It may have sounded like “Spank me, Nick”, but what it really said was “I trust you. I value you and your judgment, and I will submit to you when you have my best interest at heart.” His beautiful Maggie did love him, whether she would admit it or not.
Nick helped her get her leggings and panties down and guided her gently over his lap. He looked at her lovely bottom and knew he would remember this moment for the rest of his life, the moment his gorgeous Maggie submitted to his discipline.
Oh, he knew he could have overpowered her.
He was far superior in size and strength.
He also knew there would be times in the future when it might come to that, and he was committed to doing whatever it took to keep her safe and sound.
For now though, he would savor every second of this unexpected gift.
Nick ran his hand softly over her bottom, caressing and soothing as she quivered over his lap.
He could hear her rapid breathing and was sure her heart was fluttering in her chest like a trapped bird.
He almost wished he could forgo the entire spanking, and concentrate on bringing her pleasure, but he knew that wasn’t possible.
He had to follow through on everything he promised, even things that were decidedly unpleasant for them both.
Not that he wouldn’t enjoy turning her little butt a stunning shade of red when she had it coming, and feel damn satisfied doing it, but tonight was a little different.
Yes, she’d earned it, and he was going to administer a genuine bad girl spanking, but in his heart he truly wished he didn’t have to.
As Nick’s hand began to fall, Maggie tried to keep her squirming to a minimum.
This wasn’t too bad, she thought. A warm tingly heat began to permeate her bottom as he made sure not to leave any part of her untouched.
Pausing briefly, Nick rubbed as if to minimize the sting, and Maggie found herself breathing harder, not from pain, but from something totally unexpected.
“Why are you getting spanked, Maggie?” he asked softly.
“Um… for fibbing and… ”
“Maggie… ?” Nick asked again in a scolding tone while delivering several harder smacks to her already warm ass.
“For lying,” she answered quickly, “and for other things that I can’t think of right now”.
“Why can’t you think of them now?” Nick asked, trying not to grin.
“Well, right now I’m a little distracted,” she panted, torn between actually liking what he was doing so far and fear of what she knew was probably coming. He sure hadn’t been able to make her enjoy that damn wooden spoon!
Nick turned up the heat and the speed, peppering her backside with crisp slaps that built on the fire already blazing on her rapidly reddening bottom.
As Maggie began trying to wiggle away, he tightened his arm across her back and pulled her to him, close and tight.
It was important she understood that she wasn’t going anywhere until he decided to let her go.
Soft whimpers were now escaping from her lips, and he kept the pace steady until he had covered every inch of her bottom several times.
Holding his hand on her ass and testing the temperature, he questioned her again.