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A Firm-Handed Man
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Saturday Spanking…Come and join in the fun
Saturday Spanking bloggers post eight sentences of spanking fiction. Today I’m continuing from where I left off last week with Double Trouble, the sequel to my first novella Becky’s Last Chance.
The enormity of the situation hit him and he couldn't help himself
any longer. He pulled her over his knee and brought his hand down
several times on each cheek leaving angry red handprints. “This is
NOT about the car. I didn't want you to touch it because I thought
you might struggle with it and have an accident. It was YOU I was
concerned about. His hand bounced off her naked bottom over and over
flattening each naked cheek with each hard spank.
Becky sobbed pathetically and clung to his jeans. “I'm
sor...ry. It won't ever hap...pen ag...ain.” Becky sobbed.
I know. It certainly won't EVER happen again.”
Don't think this is
your real spanking, Ryan thought as his slapped each very hot cheek.
Her ass was red and scorching and he knew she'd had enough. To go on
with at least. He helped her stand and then pulled her into his arms,
clinging to her for grim death while she tried to get her crying
you need to eat and Mike and Kendall are still downstairs. We'll deal
with this after they've gone home.” He said.
Becky's head popped up
from her husband's chest. “Didn't
we just already deal with it?” Becky asked hopefully.
Ryan chuckled. “A few hand smacks for your best weekends worth of
work yet? Not even close.”
Becky sighed. It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him she didn't
want the brush or the bath brush, but she knew that would make the
items the top of his list, so she decided to cut her losses and just
be quiet, besides, she DID need to eat and even though she hated
admit it, she deserved everything she got.