Sitting in the car, unable to understand what was going on, Kaitlyn kept hearing shouting and cries. Her vision wasn’t quite right and her head was pounding. It was like she was dreaming; nothing seemed real. She vaguely realized that someone was pulling her out of the car. She tried to make sense of this but couldn’t grasp anything that might tell her what was going on. Her mind was clouded and her head wouldn’t stop screaming at her. She finally drifted off into the blackness that eagerly welcomed her confused mind.
When she woke up she was staring up at bright lights. Her mind instantly told her that she was in the hospital. Unfortunately, this didn’t make any sense to her and her head began to hurt again. Something stirred to her right and she looked over and saw her boyfriend rise from a chair. He walked over to her with tear filled eyes and said “I’m so glad you’re awake.”
Steven, her boyfriend, replied “You were in an accident… you ran into a tree… you…” he broke off clearly unable to finish the sentence.
“I what?” she said.
“You… you fell asleep behind the wheel and ran into a tree… you were unconscious for a long time, but thankfully you only had a concussion.”
“Oh… did I hit anybody?”
“No. But we are going to have to talk about this when we get home.”
Just then the doctor walked in and announced that she was well enough to be released from the hospital.
The ride home was terrible; Kaitlyn knew that Steven was mad. He had never before seemed so angry. He wouldn’t talk to her at all throughout that long drive. “Fine” she thought “at least I won’t have to deal with him yelling at me.” Eventually, they pulled up to their two bedroom apartment. Steven got out of the car and went to the other side to help Kaitlyn out; he didn’t say a word to her. They then made their way up the stairs and into their home.
Kaitlyn immediately found the couch and flopped lazily onto it, lying down. Steven knew that she was fine which is why he had no problem yelling at her to sit up. The doctor had told them that Kaitlyn might get minor headaches but other than that she was allowed to resume all activities. He had even prescribed her some extra strength migraine relief, just in case. She immediately started whining that she was tired and that her head hurt. Steven walked into the other room and grabbed her medication. He then walked back out, threw them to her and said “Take those and then sit up, we need to talk.” She saw the look in his eye that said “you had better do as I say” and knew that he wasn’t joking around. She quickly sat up, took two pills out and then grabbed the bottle of water that was on the table next to her. When she finished swallowing she looked up at him expectantly. It was a long time before he spoke, but finally he managed to say “Didn’t I tell you not to drive last night?”
“Yes, but I didn’t want to have to stay in a hotel. I have been gone on business for two weeks! It was only two more hours of driving and then I would be home with you.” She said.
“I told you not to drive because it was late and I knew you were tired from your business meetings all week.” He said coldly “You told me yourself that you were tired. It was 10 o’clock at night when I told you to find a hotel! 10! You knew how I felt about it and you blew me off! You could’ve been killed last night! Did you even stop to think that you could’ve hurt someone if you fell asleep?!”
“I… I… I just… wanted to get… home…” she stammered.
“Do you have any idea what I went through when I got that call Kaitlyn?! I thought you were dead! I’m so disappointed in you. You just blew off what I told you to do.” He said.
“I’m a grown woman you know?” she replied defensively, “I don’t have to listen to you like I’m some sort of child.”
He shook his head, “I’m not treating you like a child; I care about you. That’s why I didn’t want you to drive when you were tired. I just want you to listen to me and understand that I’m not trying to control your life, I just want what’s best for you.” Her temper flared, “Well that’s not your place! You have no right to decide what is best for me and what isn’t!” He looked at her with tear filled eyes and softly said “Baby, if I can’t trust you to respect my wishes then I can’t marry you, no matter how much I wish I could.”
“What? You… you want to marry me? Really?”
“Yes baby, but I need you to start trusting me. I want to take care of you, but if you don’t listen to me then I can’t do that.”
“I can take care of myself!” She said stubbornly.
He just stared at her in disbelief.
“What?!” She demanded.
“You’re acting like a spoiled little brat.” He said.
“Well, I don’t care,” she replied, “I want to be able to do what I want to do.”
Still standing near the entrance to the other room, he quickly made his way over to her and stood directly in front of her. “Look,” he said, “I will not be able to be a good husband if you are running around doing whatever you damn well please! Last night proved that!”
She jumped up from the couch, so that she was standing just inches from him, and looked up into his face. Then she screamed. The scream was a frustrated scream that reminded Steven of his eight year old niece when she was throwing a fit. Steven was just about at his breaking point when she decided to push it just a little more and finished her scream by yelling “WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE! YOU CAN’T SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT! I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT!”
Steven’s anger spiked and he grabbed Kaitlyn by the waist and then sat down on the couch. He then threw her over his knee and started delivering forceful spanks to her bottom. She didn’t realize what was happening at first but then the pain came and she understood what was going on.
“HOW DARE YOU! WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE! YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME! OUCH!!! LET ME GO! YOU… OUCH!!! YOU ASSHOLE!!” She screamed.
“You are not going to talk to me like that anymore.” Steven calmly said. And with that, he lifted up her skirt and started spanking her again.
“OUCH!!! Stop it… please! You can’t do this! I’m not a child! Let me go! Ouch!”
“I think this is exactly what you need.” He said.
“It hurts! Stop! I hate YOU!!! OUCH!!! Please…”
“I’m obviously not getting through to you,” he said, as he pulled down her panties, “Maybe this will help.”
She thrashed and kicked as a new level of pain started to spread over her bottom, but he had her firmly in place. Her butt felt like it was on fire and Steven was not slowing down. He just kept spanking her. She started crying.
“Steven… please stop… it hurts so much.” She blubbered.
“It’s supposed to hurt.” He said.
“Owie…. Please please please, I’m sorry. Please stop.”
After about five minutes, Kaitlyn was completely incoherent and all that Steven could make out were small requests for him to stop. He didn’t stop, but he did slow down a bit. SPANK… “Will you start listening to me?”… SPANK… “Y…y…yes” she managed. SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK… “Will you drive when you’re tired?”… SPANK SPANK SPANK… “Yes…I MEAN NO!! Please, I meant no!” she corrected. SPANK… “Are you going to curse at me again?”… SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK… “No… I’m so… so… sorry.” She tried as she choked on tears. “Okay, I think about another minute will do you some good and then it will all be over.”
“NO! PLEASE!” She wailed.
“Do you want five more minutes?” He replied.
“…no, I’m sorry…” she sobbed.
“I know you are,” he said soothingly, “but you had this coming and your bad attitude, when all I wanted to do was talk to you, is what got you into this mess.”
After about twenty more very hard and well placed spanks he stopped just let her lay over him and cry.
When her crying had quieted a little bit he picked her up and held her in his arms. He rubbed her back and told her that she needed to start respecting him and what he tells her to do. He then stood her up and led her over to a corner and told her that she needed to stand there for twenty minutes and think about how it could have all been avoided and what she needs to do to make sure that she doesn’t end up over his knee again.
She was still crying when he led her to the corner and her bottom was stinging. It felt like he was still spanking her. He told her that she wasn’t allowed to touch her bottom or try to rub it, so instead she settled for constantly shifting her weight trying to get that sting out.
Steven watched his girlfriend while she tried to move the sting from her bottom. He admired the curve of her hips and her round butt. He also noticed and took pride in the work he did to it. Her bottom was so red it looked like it was glowing. He smiled, knowing that Kaitlyn would probably think twice before she crossed him again. He suddenly realized that while he was watching her he started to form a lump in his pants. He was instantly turned on and wanted her right then. After her twenty minutes were up he carried her into the bedroom and made love to her like he never had before.
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