Chapter 5 #2
“No, Zoey,” Evan said sternly. He tugged on her wrist, pulling her to him. “I told you, it’s too cold to stay here, especially since your feet are bare. You’re also all wet now after building that sandcastle.”
“I’m not cold,” Zoey lied, pulling away a bit. She pouted. “I want to stay here. Can we look for more seashells?”
Evan’s eyes narrowed. “Zoey, I already said no,” he told her. He added forcefully, “If I have to tell you again, I will bend you over right here on this beach.”
Zoey grit her teeth, but knew better than to argue at that point. She could tell Evan was reaching the limit of his patience. She tried not to stomp her feet and failed, but she allowed Evan to lead her back up the beach and to their car.
Evan made Zoey stand next to the car and he brushed the sand off her clothes as well as he could, mumbling about how his car was going to need to be vacuumed after this little excursion.
Zoey pointed out politely that Evan was the one that drove them to the beach, so he should stop complaining.
It was poor timing on her part because Evan was just about to dust the sand off her pert bottom.
He used the opportunity to do so firmly and harshly .
“Watch the attitude,” he told her. He spun her around and continued to smack as much sand off of her as possible, a little rougher than he had been.
Zoey winced when Evan spanked her. There was no one around but being punished in public still filled her with shame, even if no one witnessed it.
This would normally make her contrite, but it just fueled the anger that was also festering within her.
Evan was supposed to be giving her a day free of schoolwork and he wouldn’t even let her stay at the beach for a few more measly minutes?
She grit her teeth together as Evan finished cleaning her off.
Her anger ebbed a little when Evan gently rubbed her stone-cold feet in order to warm them up a bit.
Zoey climbed into the passenger seat with a huff, clenching her hands into fists on her lap. Evan eyed her after getting into the driver’s seat.
“Is something wrong?” he asked her.
Childishly, Zoey turned her head away from him.
After just a beat of silence, Evan suddenly opened the driver’s side door and stepped out. Zoey refused to look at what he was doing and shrieked in surprise when he appeared on her side and opened her door. He unbuckled her seatbelt and pulled her out by her upper arm.
“What are you doing?” Zoey demanded.
Evan opened the door of the backseat and got in. “Oh, I think you have a pretty good idea,” he said. Then, he pulled her into the car with him and over his waiting thighs. He adjusted her to his liking before shutting the door.
“Evan, please don’t,” she begged. “I’m sorry. I’ll be good now, I promise. ”
Evan just shook his head and placed a large hand on the tight fabric of her black leggings.
“It’s way too late for that, pretty girl,” he said in a low voice.
He roughly grabbed one of her bottom cheeks and then the other, making her whimper.
“I can sense that if I don’t take care of this right now, this attitude is going to stay for the whole day.
I will not risk that happening. You are going to behave yourself so that we can both enjoy this day off. ”
“Yes, sir. I will!” Zoey cried out quickly, hoping to delay the inevitable.
Evan’s response was to tug at the waistband of her tight leggings, revealing her full baby pink panties. “We’re going to make sure of that,” he promised. He then brought his hand down sharply on the summits of each cheek.
Zoey’s face immediately turned pink as she processed that she was getting spanked in the car, in the middle of the morning.
She nervously looked up out one of the side windows and didn’t see anyone, but that didn’t mean no one was around.
She squirmed in mortification. “Please, Evan! Someone might see. Please stop!”
“Chances of someone seeing are pretty low,” Evan told her in a surprisingly gentle voice.
“Whether the chance is high or low however, doesn’t change the fact that you are not allowed to tell me to stop your punishments.
” He pulled at the waistband of her panties then, exposing a bit of her lower cheeks.
Evan wasn’t angry with Zoey, but he was frustrated. She was being such a brat and on their day off of all days. He wasn’t planning this to be a particularly hard spanking. He knew that being spanked in public severely embarrassed her, so he was going to take advantage of that .
Zoey buried her face in her outstretched arms in mortification, squeezing her eyes shut.
“I was planning on letting you get away with arguing with me on the beach since this is supposed to be a special day,” Evan told her, spanking the delicate exposed flesh of her lower bottom cheeks.
“But then you decided to show me some bad attitude just now. You should know by now that I’m not going to put up with that. ”
Zoey was somehow able to recognize what was happening, despite being in the distracting compromised position. Evan wasn’t swatting her very hard, and he was leaving more than a second between each spank. She groaned. He was planning on making this a long session.
“Evan, please,” she begged, shifting over his thighs.
That earned her two hard swats, one on each of the backs of her thighs. “What are you supposed to call me while you’re being punished?”
“Dr. Anderson!” she cried out, kicking her feet a bit. “I’m sorry! I’ll be good now, I promise.”
“And what does that mean, Zoey?” Evan asked.
He punctuated the questions by yanking her panties down, causing Zoey to gasp and squirm.
“That’s not good enough. You need to tell me how you’re going to change your behavior.
” He started to rub her bare bottom, loving the way it made the firm, but still soft flesh tense up in anticipation of the coming chastisement.
It was difficult for Zoey to think while over her boyfriend’s lap. She racked her brain desperately for an appropriate answer that would satisfy him. “Um, I’ll fix my attitude and I won’t talk back either? ”
Evan chuckled. “Are you asking me?”
Zoey shook her head quickly. “No! I will do that.”
Evan’s chuckling turned into full laughs. “So, you will talk back?”
Zoey groaned. “No!”
Evan just continued to laugh while he resumed the spanking, keeping the swats light, but still hard enough to sting with each swat. He lifted his leg a bit so that her bottom was higher up on his lap. That also gave him more access to the sensitive flesh between her bottom and thighs.
Zoey gasped in outrage. “You’re enjoying this!” she accused, her eyes widening at the realization. “You aren’t really mad at me, are you? You just wanted to spank me.”
Evan stopped laughing, but a smirk formed on his face in place of it.
He grasped one fleshy bottom cheek in his hand and leaned his head down to whisper in her ear.
“The fact that I’m enjoying this doesn’t mean it isn’t fully deserved,” he told her, giving her two harsh swats on her thighs for emphasis.
“I am punishing you for your attitude and giving you a stern warning to behave for the rest of the day.”
Evan let his words sink in for a moment before releasing her pink flesh and peppering her butt with mild swats, starting from the very top of her bottom all the way down to the tops of her thighs.
He allowed about two to three seconds between each strike, enjoying the way the pauses made Zoey wiggle over his lap.
He made at least a dozen trips up and down her bottom before resting his large hand over her quivering cheeks.
“Are you going to be my good girl now?” he asked in his deep doctor voice, running his hard palm along the base of her bottom. He watched the flesh clench, causing their dimples to wink up at him.
“Yes, Dr. Anderson,” Zoey said in a clear, respectful voice. Her voice hitched when she saw the very tops of heads through the car window. She moved to get up, throwing her hands back to cover her bare pink bottom.
“Zoey!” Evan scolded, swiftly grabbing her tiny wrists in one hand before raining hard smacks all over her wiggling butt. “You know better than that. I was going to end this spanking, but you’ve just earned yourself a few more minutes.”
Zoey whined in dismay, kicking her feet. “Please, no! This is so humiliating, Ev—I mean Dr. Anderson!”
Evan suddenly pushed on Zoey’s back so that she was forced to put her hands on the floor of the car to steady herself.
Her center of gravity shifted so that her bottom was higher up on Evan’s lap and her head hung low.
Evan took full advantage of this and spanked the summits of each cheek until they were a healthy pink.
The slapping sounds filled the car, making Zoey’s face turn red with shame.
She was actually somewhat grateful that her head was almost touching the floor of the car.
At least a good part of her body was hidden.
Evan spanked harder than he had been for the last part of the punishment, wanting Zoey to feel the effects on their drive.
He also wanted to be sure that he was getting through to her and her little whimpers and cries were the best way to verify that.
He liked to end spankings with about a dozen hard well-placed swats and that’s exactly what he did, causing Zoey to gasp and yelp.
Once the spanking was over, Evan cupped Zoey’s backside, loving the feel of the heat radiating off her cheeks.
He squeezed the cheeks firmly. Somehow, her bottom felt softer after a good punishment.
He looked out the window and saw that even though the beach still wasn’t very crowded, there were a few people milling about now.
He pulled up Zoey’s panties and leggings for her, earning a sigh of relief from her.
She quickly pushed herself off of Evan’s lap.
“Not so fast,” Evan said, gripping her upper arms so he could look into her eyes.
He kissed her forehead before pinning her with a stern look.
“I’m not happy with your attitude today.
This might have been embarrassing, but it was still a warning.
This was also to show you that I’m not opposed to punishing you wherever and whenever you need it. Clear?”
Zoey grimaced, but nodded. “Yes, Dr. Anderson.”
Evan’s heart fluttered a bit. Zoey’s eyes were wet with unshed tears, making them shine and her full lower lip was poking out in a pout. She was too cute.
Zoey almost sighed with relief again when Evan opened the car door and they both stepped out into the chilly air.
Evan opened the passenger side door for her and waited for her to buckle herself in before getting into the driver’s side.
Zoey relaxed until she saw the expression on Evan’s face. It was thoughtful, calculating.
Finally, he turned the car on before turning to look at her, something akin to mischief in his bright blue eyes.
“Pull down your leggings and panties, Zoey,” he said, making her eyes go wide. “Just in back,” he added.
That didn’t really put her at ease. She bit her lower lip. “Why?” she asked, her pout returning.
“I think you need to sit on your freshly spanked bottom to remind you who is in charge,” he said simply. He raised an eyebrow. “If you choose to disobey me, however, I can think of another way to reinforce the reminder.”
Zoey didn’t need any more prompting than that.
She didn’t even want to think about what that could mean for her bottom.
He had already spanked her. So, she pushed herself up on the seat so that her bottom was lifted and pushed the back of her leggings and panties down to just below her bottom.
She blushed, very much aware of Evan’s eyes on her as she lowered herself back down.
She whimpered as her hot butt pressed firmly against the car seat.