Dan walked in behind him. “Hey that’s a better greeting than I usually get.” Mari turned to Dan and kissed him.
“What were you doing, Mari?” Jake asked, picking up the paddle.
Mari stood, hands on her hips, not caring that she was naked from the waist down. “I want you to spank me!”
Jake’s eyebrow rose. “That so?”
“Yes, I’m sick of being treated like an invalid. I’m fine. I don’t want to feel guilty anymore; I don’t want you to be mad with me. I deserve this. Now,” she arranged herself on the bed, “spank me.”
“Ah-ah,” Dan said, pulling her up. “You don’t get to be in charge of this. This happens when we say. Now get dressed and get downstairs.” With a whack to her bottom, he sent her toward the bathroom.
With a sigh of defeat, she did as ordered.
*****
Mari settled herself on the sofa, full after the large dinner her husbands had made for her. She was feeling very pampered and yet she didn’t feel she deserved it. She’d broken their trust, she deserved their punishment.
“Mari,” Jake said calmly as he walked into the room.
“Yes?” she asked, looking up.
“Go up to our room, strip and then lie across the bed as you were this afternoon. It’s time to pay the piper.”
Nerves shivered through her stomach. Lord, what had she started? Had she really pushed them into spanking her?
She waited in the bedroom for what seemed to be forever, her trepidation growing with each minute that passed.
Finally, the door opened.
Dan sat by her head, running his hand over her hair. Leaning down he kissed her gently.
“You understand we love you, right?”
She nodded.
“The next two weeks will be hard on you, Mari-girl. Before bed each night, we’ll expect you to come to us and tell us you’re sorry for being so naughty and then ask us to spank you. Straight after you’ll be put to bed.”
She whimpered. “Can’t you just give me a really big one now instead?”
“There will be that, too, Mari,” Jake said from behind her.
Mari buried her face in the bed. She deserved this. “Okay.”
Then it started.
First it was Jake’s hand, blistering her bottom, searing the globes, her thighs.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Mari sobbed, working hard to keep herself still as pain slashed through her.
Then Dan moved and the paddle began. Searing, burning pain engulfed her bottom and thighs as the paddle made contact with her already hot, sore butt cheeks.
“No, Dan, please, it’s too much. Please, please, stop,” she begged, crying. Unable to help herself, her need to escape the punishing paddle overriding all else, Mari attempted to jump up, to escape, but Jake held her down and the paddle hit her over and over.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she sobbed. She was drooping with exhaustion, her voice hoarse from yelling, but she continued to mumble her apologies, even when the paddle stopped she kept saying it.
Both men surrounded her, pulling her to lie on her stomach between them on the bed, soothing her with their hands and voices.