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Authors: Maddie Taylor
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So he repeated the process four more times, laying the cane in perfectly spaced lines from the middle of her already red ass cheeks, to the last one which he applied to her sit spots. After the final stroke she collapsed upon the ottoman, limp in her restraints.
Peter quickly removed her restraints and left her to rest for a few minutes. He cleaned the implements and returned everything to the locked chest in the closet. Grabbing her soft fluffy robe he also collected the tube of Arnica gel that would help soothe her inflamed skin, minimize bruising and help her heal. It wouldn’t take away all of her discomfort, that would defeat the purpose of the entire evening. But he loved her, cared for her, and didn’t want to see her suffer more than necessary.
“I’m going to put on the Arnica, and then we can cuddle in bed.”
“That sounds nice.”
She hissed at the first touch of the cooling gel , but then sighed as it temporarily diminished the sting. When he had covered her bottom and thighs, he wrapped the robe around her and helped her to stand. She immediately curled into him, seeking his strength, comfort and warmth. She shuddered a bit as her skin chilled in the aftermath.
“Let’s get you in bed, darlin’.”
She nodded eagerly and walked with him to their bed. Crawling into the middle of their king-sized bed she lay on her belly and pulled up the back of her robe before snuggling down into the pillows. Once again her bare bottom was exposed, but this time enjoying the coolness of the room.
Leaving the l amp burning on the night stand, Peter turned off all the other lights and climbed in bed next to her, pulling her securely into his arms. She readily exchanged her pillow for his warm, muscular arms and chest and snuggled up against him.
Drowsily, she looked at the bedside clock. “Jace will be home in fifteen minutes. He’ll want to spend some time with you.”
“I missed him, too. You rest and I’ll see to him.”
“He’ll be starved,” she yawned, always drained after a punishment session. “There’s stuff for sandwiches or I have some pizza coupons.”
“No problem, I’ll take care of it.” Just then, they heard the door slam. Peter had left the door ajar just for that reason. He gave the half asleep Joanna a kiss on the top of her head, then shifted her weight off him. Grabbing his jeans and slipping on his T-shirt he ordered. “Don’t move from this bed until morning, understood?”
“Yes Sir.” She grinned at her gorgeous husband. “Sorry for the crappy homecoming, honey.”
“You will make it up to me later, count on it.” Bending over the bed he leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to each flaming red cheek, before pulling the thin sheet up and over her body. He then left to find their son.
The next day morning Joanna woke in her husband’s arms. She was surprised she had slept all the way through. Rising up on an elbow, she moaned as her muscles and behind protested and then flopped back down on top of Peter.
“Sore, baby?”
“Yeah. I might need the morning in bed.”
“That’s fine , but I have one piece of business for you to take care of this afternoon. So take some Ibuprofen, a long soak, and apply more of the Arnica gel. We need to get you in shape for an anniversary celebration tonight.”
“Sounds like a good plan. I almost forgot. Happy Anniversary, honey.” She leaned in and gave him a sweet, good morning kiss.
“Happy Anniversary, darlin’, I love you more that the day we married.”
“Me too.” They held each other close for a few minutes then the alarm went off and spoiled the mood. “What is the errand you need me to do?”
He rolled away and retrieved a paper from the nightstand. “First, I want you to explain this.”
He held their Bank of America statement and pointed to the single charge from a week ago for $645. Uh-oh.
“What’s the rule?”
“No
Peter quickly removed her restraints and left her to rest for a few minutes. He cleaned the implements and returned everything to the locked chest in the closet. Grabbing her soft fluffy robe he also collected the tube of Arnica gel that would help soothe her inflamed skin, minimize bruising and help her heal. It wouldn’t take away all of her discomfort, that would defeat the purpose of the entire evening. But he loved her, cared for her, and didn’t want to see her suffer more than necessary.
“I’m going to put on the Arnica, and then we can cuddle in bed.”
“That sounds nice.”
She hissed at the first touch of the cooling gel , but then sighed as it temporarily diminished the sting. When he had covered her bottom and thighs, he wrapped the robe around her and helped her to stand. She immediately curled into him, seeking his strength, comfort and warmth. She shuddered a bit as her skin chilled in the aftermath.
“Let’s get you in bed, darlin’.”
She nodded eagerly and walked with him to their bed. Crawling into the middle of their king-sized bed she lay on her belly and pulled up the back of her robe before snuggling down into the pillows. Once again her bare bottom was exposed, but this time enjoying the coolness of the room.
Leaving the l amp burning on the night stand, Peter turned off all the other lights and climbed in bed next to her, pulling her securely into his arms. She readily exchanged her pillow for his warm, muscular arms and chest and snuggled up against him.
Drowsily, she looked at the bedside clock. “Jace will be home in fifteen minutes. He’ll want to spend some time with you.”
“I missed him, too. You rest and I’ll see to him.”
“He’ll be starved,” she yawned, always drained after a punishment session. “There’s stuff for sandwiches or I have some pizza coupons.”
“No problem, I’ll take care of it.” Just then, they heard the door slam. Peter had left the door ajar just for that reason. He gave the half asleep Joanna a kiss on the top of her head, then shifted her weight off him. Grabbing his jeans and slipping on his T-shirt he ordered. “Don’t move from this bed until morning, understood?”
“Yes Sir.” She grinned at her gorgeous husband. “Sorry for the crappy homecoming, honey.”
“You will make it up to me later, count on it.” Bending over the bed he leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to each flaming red cheek, before pulling the thin sheet up and over her body. He then left to find their son.
The next day morning Joanna woke in her husband’s arms. She was surprised she had slept all the way through. Rising up on an elbow, she moaned as her muscles and behind protested and then flopped back down on top of Peter.
“Sore, baby?”
“Yeah. I might need the morning in bed.”
“That’s fine , but I have one piece of business for you to take care of this afternoon. So take some Ibuprofen, a long soak, and apply more of the Arnica gel. We need to get you in shape for an anniversary celebration tonight.”
“Sounds like a good plan. I almost forgot. Happy Anniversary, honey.” She leaned in and gave him a sweet, good morning kiss.
“Happy Anniversary, darlin’, I love you more that the day we married.”
“Me too.” They held each other close for a few minutes then the alarm went off and spoiled the mood. “What is the errand you need me to do?”
He rolled away and retrieved a paper from the nightstand. “First, I want you to explain this.”
He held their Bank of America statement and pointed to the single charge from a week ago for $645. Uh-oh.
“What’s the rule?”
“No
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