“Bedtime for naughty girls,” he declared firmly and she knew not to fight him. He wandered off into the bathroom and came back with a cup of water and a bottle of painkillers. He gave her two and waited as she swallowed them. When she was done, he smiled and tucked her in. Exhausted, she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow and hardly noticed when he climbed into bed shortly after.
* * *
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?