“This has nothing to do with you, Michelle,” Rick said firmly. “Get your butt into the living room and over your spanking chair. I’ll be in there in a minute.”
Michelle just glared at him. Rick shook his head slowly. “My, you’re after some punishment today, aren’t you? Is the punishment you’re already owed not enough, missy? You need to go looking for more?”
“It’s not right,” she replied.
Addy couldn’t take it any longer. Michelle needed to understand why Rick spanked her. “Michelle, you’ve got this all wrong. Eliot asked Rick to spank me and I needed it. I was feeling guilty over causing so much trouble and worry for Dash and Eliot. Eliot knew I’d never sleep the way I was. I’m sorry it makes you feel so uncomfortable, but it was the only way I could sleep.”
Michelle’s jaw dropped. “You needed it?” she asked in amazement.
Addy flushed, feeling embarrassed as she realized that Rick and Michelle obviously had a different relationship from her and Dash and Eliot. She’d thought Michelle was the same as her. While Addy may not like being punished, she really did need the discipline, would be eaten up with guilt and worry without some form of release. Sure, she fought being punished, who wouldn’t? But she knew that in the end she wouldn’t be happy without it. Obviously, Michelle didn’t feel the same.
Addy felt ashamed. Like she was a bit of a freak.
“Michelle, you will apologize right now,” Rick said harshly.
“I will? Why?” Michelle asked.
“For making Addy feel bad about what she needs.”
“B-But I don’t understand. How can she need it?” Michelle sounded confused.
Addy couldn’t look up as they spoke, tears were swimming in her eyes.
“The same way you need it, only Addy isn’t afraid to admit it to herself,” Rick replied. “Where you try to hide your needs, she embraces them. I hope one day you will get to that level of understanding and maturity.”
Addy looked up in amazement and Rick winked at her, almost making her smile. She wiped tears off her cheeks.
“Oh, Addy,” Michelle breathed. Addy looked over to see the guilt on Michelle’s face. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad.”
“It’s okay,” Addy smiled, accepting Michelle’s embrace.
“I feel awful,” Michelle said, her pain clear in her eyes.
“Then you’ll get yourself quick smart over that spanking chair, won’t you?” Rick said sternly.
This time Michelle just nodded and moved out of the room.
“Make yourself at home, Addy. Get some breakfast. We’ll be back shortly.”
Addy watched as Rick went into the kitchen and came out with a small wooden spoon. She gulped as she realized Michelle’s bottom was soon going to regret what her mouth had spouted.
*****
Rick paused as he heard the knock at the door. He gave his wife's fiery bottom a firm pat, admiring the sight she made, tied by her wrists and ankles to the spanking bench he’d put in the living room. He could have kept it in one of the bedrooms, but he thought it did a good job of reminding his wife to behave herself by being on show. And when someone vanilla came around he simply covered it up with some cushions.
Rick walked to the front door. No need to undo her bonds, after all Dash and Eliot had a similar relationship with Addy.
“Hey, come in.” He shook both men's hands, then ushered them into the living room. “Addy's in the kitchen. As you can see, I'm in the middle of punishing Michelle.”
Rick heard Michelle gasp before she began to struggle with her bonds, immediately he went over to her, placing a warm hand on her lower back as he spoke firmly and calmly.
“Do not fight your bonds, Michelle. I won't be pleased if you hurt yourself.” He wouldn't, either. It might seem ridiculous considering he’d just roasted her ass until it was glowing red, but he wouldn’t take her straining against her bonds and perhaps bruising herself.
“Rick, please,” she moaned. Dash grinned while Eliot shook his head.
“We’ll just grab Addy and get out of your way, Rick,” Eliot spoke up then shook Rick’s hand.
“Yeah, no reason to stop, we can show ourselves out.” Dash’s grin grew wider at Michelle’s embarrassed groan.