Trick-or-Spank: An After Halloween Treat [FICTION]

Took a different approach to this one...which mostly wrote itself! Enjoy!

Transcript 1: (10/31/09 11:30 pm)


SgtSeth0342: Hey man, good to see you on here.

BradF36: You in the states?

SgtSeth0342: Yeah. For a few

BradF36: Stop by to see Coach?

SgtSeth0342: Heard you got injured.

BradF36: ACL

SgtSeth0342: That sucks.

BradF36: Seriously! When u get back?

SgtSeth0342: Two nights ago.

BradF36: Damn u coulda met up with us tonight.

SgtSeth0342: Nah had a family thing.

BradF36: On Halloween?

SgtSeth0342: Yeah. Dinner. My bro got engaged.

BradF36: Well u missed it

SgtSeth0342: ??

BradF36: Ur not gonna believe it. It was wild man. WILLDDDD

SgtSeth0342: ???

BradF36: Gina Rosie and Stef got spanked

BradF36: by Mr. Jameson

SgtSeth0342: wtf? Serious?

BradF36 :yeah man he pulled their pants down and all…what little there was

SgtSeth0342: Jameson the history teacher? That new guy?

BradF36: Oh shit that’s right you were gone already

SgtSeth0342: Yeah, he came after I graduated. I know who he is though. So what happened?

BradF36: Long or short?

SgtSeth0342: Long. Definitely long. Details.

BradF36: LOL OK

BradF36: Well, the plan was to meet up at Sean’s house and then walk to Jason’s for a party. But Gina had this idea to see if we could get some candy on the way.

SgtSeth0342: Gina?

BradF36: Yeah, Gina Salvetti

SgtSeth0342: Yeah yeah I know. Little Italian, does all the plays

BradF36: Right! Good memory!

BradF36: Damn man, I always thought she was shy. Nope! She’s crazier than Stef

SgtSeth0342: U still with Stef?

BradF36: Yeah

SgtSeth0342: Anyway…

BradF36: OK wait, so I have to back up. This is important. So, the girls show up at Sean's all dressed up. Vampires. Cloaks. Fangs. Long black gowns. But as soon as they got there, they disappeared and then came back a little less dressed.

SgtSeth0342: How less dressed?

BradF36: HOT less dressed.

SgtSeth0342: WHAT WERE THEY WEARING?

BradF36: Jesus man don’t yell. They were like playboy bunnies or something. Fishnet stockings, some kind of bra thing, short shorts – all black satiny stuff. And heels.

SgtSeth0342: Wtf?

BradF36: You should have been there man, I’m telling you.

SgtSeth0342: I wish I was.

BradF36: I bet!

SgtSeth0342: Hmmm. Okay, so?

BradF36: Well so we’re walking and Gina says hey let’s see if we can get some of these people to give us candy too on the way to Jason’s.

SgtSeth0342: Okay

BradF36: You know, cuz we’re seniors and shouldn’t be t or t-ing anyway. So it was like a prank kind of.

SgtSeth0342: Nice. How’d that go?

BradF36: It went. They got some mean looks mostly, but then the third house we went to was Jameson’s.

SgtSeth0342: Did you know?

BradF36: Hell no man. He just opened the door and there he was.

SgtSeth0342: And he spanked them. All three of them?

BradF36: Well, there was more to it then that. Man. Hard to believe I’m sitting here telling this. It’s like a porno in my head. Shit. SHIT!

SgtSeth0342: Good to know

BradF36: No man I’m serious. Tho I don’t think Sean feels that way. LOL He’s pissed.

SgtSeth0342: I don’t care about Sean. Tell me what happened.

BradF36: OK OK Fine. So Jameson opens the door and immediately recognizes us – duh – and starts chatting yadda yadda whatever. But then he notices the girls and just shuts up. Got all tense like. He’s got this one vein thing in his head that kinda bulges when we’re pissing him off in class – he was doing that vein thing. So I’m all wtf and then I realize he’s staring at Gina and like trying to figure out what to say. Then he told us to come inside.

SgtSeth0342: Yeah?

BradF36: Yeah it was weird

SgtSeth0342: So why’d you go?

BradF36: Well, cause man. Rosie went in first. She didn’t even pause man. And then we just went.

SgtSeth0342: Was there anyone else there?

BradF36: Nah. Just him. Him and his big fucking paddle. LOL

SgtSeth0342: I swear to god man. You better stop fucking around and tell me what happened.

BradF36: You’re getting hard just thinking about it aren’t you? Those sweet asses!

SgtSeth0342: GET ON WITH IT

BradF36: Jesus alright. So Jameson actually points his finger right at Gina and says ‘YOU Sit there’ and points to the sofa. And then ‘You & You’ to Stef and Rosie and to the sofa again. Now they’re all freaked out, right, and they don’t say nothing. They sat. Then he tells me and Sean to sit on the other sofa. He wasn’t messin around man. He was pissed.

BradF36: So THEN he completely goes apeshit on the girls. What the hell are thinking walking around with no clothes on? And what kind of girls are they? And don’t they know better than to disrespect themselves like that? And he should call their parents… And they’re going to be raped…and blah blah blah blah blah.

BradF36: Then he just stops, and he’s like pacing. Then he goes right over to Gina and asks her if her mother knows she left the house like that. So then comes the faucet. And please don’t tell Mark and he’ll kill me and on and on.

SgtSeth0342: Her brother?

BradF36: Yeah. Well get this…turns out this Jameson and Gina’s brother were roommates at Pitt. Dude was Mark’s best man. So Jameson’s all up in Gina’s face about he expected better from her and Mark would be so disappointed bc she’s so smart and she should be using her brains and all this shit. So the chick’s just sobbing, right? And THEN…

BradF36: THEN he gets all calm and says he’ll make her an offer. Says clearly she needs to learn what is acceptable behavior for a smart young lady like herself, but he can take care of that himself. Says she can choose: he calls Mark and the three of them discuss next steps, or Jameson spanks her and he forgets he saw the slut that’s sitting on his sofa.

SgtSeth0342: He called her a slut?

BradF36: Well not exactly.

SgtSeth0342: Well what exactly?

BradF36: Man I don’t know word for word. I was under stress. Dude was all tarzan and shit.

SgtSeth0342: Alright whatever. So she let him do it?

BradF36: Not right away.

SgtSeth0342: What do you mean?

BradF36: Well first she said hell no never. But then he said that actually they were all three going to be spanked or he was calling their parents to come pick them up right then.

SgtSeth0342: Good.

BradF36: Good? Dude, you ever been in a room with three shrieking chicks? Talking high pitch and yelling at each other?

SgtSeth0342: LOL no. thank god.

BradF36: So stef actually got them to do it. For me.

SgtSeth0342: For you?

BradF36: Yeah cause my mom. If my mom found out she’d freak. I mean, she doesn’t like stef to begin with. She thinks she’s a bad influence or some shit like that. Stef didn’t want us to not be able to see each other any more. Plus then Gina said okay too, but only after Jameson talked to her again.

SgtSeth0342: What’d he say?

BradF36: I don’t know. I couldn’t hear. They were like real quiet and Stef was trying to get Rosie to agree.

SgtSeth0342: What were you doing?

BradF36: Praying

SgtSeth0342: LOL

BradF36: I’m serious man. I was like get me OUT of here jesus!!!

SgtSeth0342: So I take it Rosie agreed.

BradF36: Yeah finally. I feel bad for her. Gina totally pressured her into do the bunny thing anyway. She didn’t want to do it.

SgtSeth0342: Huh. Really?

BradF36: That’s what she said in the shrieking.

SgtSeth0342: What’d Jameson say?

BradF36: Bout Rosie?

SgtSeth0342: Yeah

BradF36: Well, he believed her. Then he only smacked her a couple of times.

SgtSeth0342: You watched?

BradF36: Yeah man. He said we had to and get this! Said we should pay attention because we might need to do this someday if we wanted to be men. Shit!

SgtSeth0342: Hmmm

BradF36: I’m telling you! This dude is a freak. He went into the closet and came out with this wooden paddle. Then he pulled a chair out from the dining room table into the living room and told Rosie to come bend over his lap. He made Gina and Stef watch too because he said he wanted them to think about what they’d gotten their friend into, especially Gina. Wasn’t too bad though. Not like what Gina got.

SgtSeth0342: She was next?

BradF36: NO. Stef. I gotta tell you, I did NOT like watching that. I feel like such a shit. I didn’t stop him.

SgtSeth0342: Could you have?

BradF36: Maybe. She’s my girlfriend man. I could have at least said something.

SgtSeth0342: Maybe.

BradF36: I couldn’t stop staring though. OMG. He was holding her there over his lap and then he just started swatting at her with that paddle. Her legs were kicking and she was crying and telling him to stop. But the dude just kept spanking man. And then he pulled down her pants. I swear to you, I almost died.

SgtSeth0342: Why?

BradF36: OMG she was so red. I mean, damn. And I never saw her butt before. I was kind of in awe. And then while I was watching him I started thinking, damn, I might like to smack that too.

SgtSeth0342: What do you think Stef would think about that?

BradF36: Shit man I’m not telling her that! She won’t look at me as it is now! The walk outta there to Jason’s was deadly.

SgtSeth0342: You went to Jason’s afterward?

BradF36: Hell yeah. They couldn’t go home looking like that, eyes all black and puffy. Doing that hiccup thing.

SgtSeth0342: LOL. So, Stef….

BradF36: He spanked her for a long time. If it was me there, I’d have died after like number five or something. But he just kept smacking her and smacking her, her butt was jiggling all around. If she wasn’t wailing like a baby it would have been….mmm mmmm mmmm. When I think about it without the sound it is!

SgtSeth0342: Nice Brad. Nice.

BradF36: Then after like forever, she stopped trying to get away and just gave up. Tired out maybe from all that yacking. She kinda went limp and then in a minute or so he stopped. He let her up and she came over to me.

SgtSeth0342: What’d you do?

BradF36: Hugged her a bit. But then Jameson started barking at us to watch bc it was Gina’s turn. Bro hers was the worst of all. Slow. I don’t know if the man got tired or what, but I’m telling you…this was a man getting a job done.

SgtSeth0342: Why do you say that?

BradF36: I don’t know man. Hers was different. Like he really really meant it or something. Most of the time he’d smack her butt it looked like he was hitting so hard it hurt HIM.

SgtSeth0342: Oh wow. He spanked her with his hand?

BradF36: At first, yeah. He spanked her for a while over top of her costume

SgtSeth0342: You mean the black underwear thing?

BradF36: Yeah

SgtSeth0342: Which she wasn’t supposed to be wearing?

BradF36: LOL yeah. Then he told her to take her panties down.

SgtSeth0342: And she did?

BradF36: Well, she hesitated. But then he picked up the paddle and smacked her real hard and she took them off. She was red too. Real red.

SgtSeth0342: You looked?

BradF36: Of course I looked. She has a real cute ass. I always watch her walk down the hall at school. Don’t tell Stef. WEG

SgtSeth0342: Did he spank her with his hand after he made her pull down her pants?

BradF36: Umm, no. He used the paddle.

SgtSeth0342: Good.

BradF36: Good? That paddle looked like it hurt a lot worse than his hand! She didn’t cry though.

SgtSeth0342: She didn’t?

BradF36: Nope. Not once he started. She was crying before, but when he had her there, her face was like stone.

SgtSeth0342: Stone?

BradF36: Yeah, like she was blocking it out.

SgtSeth0342: Ahhh.

BradF36: I don’t know how. She drummed her feet a little like she couldn’t stand it, but no tears. And this man kept spanking and spanking and spanking. Girl’s ass was going to fall off I thought.

SgtSeth0342: She didn’t cry?

BradF36: Man, listen to me type. NO!

SgtSeth0342: So what happened then?

BradF36: Well eventually she got tired of fighting and she just took it. Then at the end he kind of held her there over his knee and was asking her all kinds of questions. Then he’d spank a little. Then ask questions. Then spank. It was kind of cool. And kind of not.

SgtSeth0342: What kinds of questions?

BradF36: Ummm…stuff like…you know….do you understand why I’m spanking you?...and uh…did you learn your lesson? And how do nice smart girls dress? And you know, just that kind of stuff.

SgtSeth0342: What’s she say?

BradF36: Dude. The man had a wooden paddle and was smacking her ass real hard. What do you think she said?

SgtSeth0342: Whatever he wanted to hear.

BradF36: Hell yeah man!

SgtSeth0342: I see. Then he stopped?

BradF36: Yeah. He told her “you’re done” and she leapt up off him and made for the door.

SgtSeth0342: She left?

BradF36: He didn’t let her. He went after her before she opened it and made her sit back on the sofa. And then it was like group lecture time again. Jameson gave this whole big schpeel about being responsible for our actions and being judged by what people can see whether we like it or not. Then he just said again…promised it would stay between us…and not to do it again. And, uh, shame on us too.

SgtSeth0342: Shame on us?

BradF36: On me and Sean. For not being gentlemen enough to stop the girls from going around the neighborhood like that. And stop thinking with our dicks and stuff.

SgtSeth0342: Ahh. Well, he’s right about that. Why would you let Stef do that?

BradF36: What do you mean let? Like she’d let me tell her what to do.

SgtSeth0342: Sometimes you have to tell them what to do.

BradF36: Says the Marine. Stef doesn’t follow orders, especially from me.

SgtSeth0342: Not orders. But you should be looking out for her, not letting her make a stupid mistake like that. Don’t you care that everyone was probably checking out your girlfriend? And it’s not only because I’m a Marine. I respect my girlfriend and I expect her to respect herself…and me.

BradF36: So you’re telling me you would have made your girlfriend get changed back.

SgtSeth0342: Into the vampire thing? Yeah. I would have.

BradF36: And if she said no.

SgtSeth0342: She wouldn’t say no.

BradF36: Right.

SgtSeth0342: If I was there and saw what she was doing and told her not to, she would have listened. Actually, she shouldn’t have done that anyway. She knows exactly how I feel about that – going around dressed like a whore. We’ve had this conversation before over a number of things – shorts that are too short, her belly hanging out, bra straps showing. I don’t like it and she knows it.

BradF36: Whoa man. What are you talking about?

SgtSeth0342: Furthermore, her father would never let her out of the house for months if he found out she went out like that. He’s so strict he wouldn’t even let her talk on the phone in her room alone with me until she turned 17 last year. Her brother’d tear into her too I bet, from what I know of him.

BradF36: You talking about Gina? Is Gina your girl?

SgtSeth0342: Yep.

BradF36: Shit.

SgtSeth0342: Yep.

BradF36: Since?

SgtSeth0342: Graduation kind of.

BradF36: YOUR graduation? That was two years ago.

SgtSeth0342: Yeah, but we just talked. Her father wouldn’t let her date seriously until last year.

BradF36: I didn’t know.

SgtSeth0342: Obviously. Not a lot of people do.

BradF36: She’s Stef’s friend. I don’t really talk to her that much.

SgtSeth0342: I know.

BradF36: You do?

SgtSeth0342: Yeah. I talk to her all the time. I know who she hangs out with.

BradF36: But you just don’t know what she’s wearing when she does it.

SgtSeth0342: Well, that’ll change.

BradF36: Man, if Stef finds out I told you…

SgtSeth0342: That reminds me. You need to shut your mouth about this. You’re lucky it was me and that I won’t repeat it. If I find out you’re going around blabbing about my girl’s tuckus in the air, you are going to wish you didn’t have a tongue.

BradF36: Alright man.

SgtSeth0342: I’m serious.

BradF36: I know.

SgtSeth0342: You do realize that Jameson could be in deep shit for this? And he’s a good guy. Don’t fuck him over. He did the right thing.

BradF36: Alright okay. Shit.

SgtSeth0342: Deep shit. I have to go make a phone call.

BradF36: Gina?

SgtSeth0342: Yes.

BradF36: Great. You gonna tell her I told you?

SgtSeth0342: No. Not yet.

BradF36:????

SgtSeth0342: I have a plan. I have to go though. Thanks man.

BradF36: Hey man, we cool?

SgtSeth0342: Yeah. Cya

BradF36: Bye





Transcript 2: The Next Morning

SgtSeth0342: I left a message on your cell last night.

JiniGina: Oh hi!!! Missed you last night!

SgtSeth0342: Did you get my message?

JiniGina: Umm, yeah…

SgtSeth0342: Why didn’t you call me back?

JiniGina: I just got up

SgtSeth0342: Last night?

JiniGina: I was sleeping.

SgtSeth0342: At midnight?

JiniGina: What?

SgtSeth0342: You never sleep that early. Why didn’t you call me back?

JiniGina: Seth!

SgtSeth0342: Answer me

JiniGina: I WAS SLEEPING

SgtSeth0342: What time did you get home last night?

JiniGina: Umm..like 11

SgtSeth0342: How was it?

JiniGina: Actually, terrible. I need to tell you something and you are going to be so mad.

SgtSeth0342: What?

JiniGina: You know that new teacher, the one that was student teaching when you were a senior?

SgtSeth0342: Yeah, your brother’s friend.

JiniGina: Yeah, from the wedding. Good memory!

JiniGina: Anyway, he hit me.

SgtSeth0342: Hit you? WHAT?

JiniGina: I knew you’d be pissed. He totally did. And it was so stupid.

SgtSeth0342: Did you tell your dad?

JiniGina: NO!

SgtSeth0342: Are you going to tell your dad? And what happened? Teachers just don’t go around hitting girls anymore.

JiniGina: Well, when we were walking, we passed by his house. And he came out and yelled at us for spraying silly string.

SgtSeth0342: Silly string?

JiniGina: Yeah, the guys had it. But we didn’t even spray his house or anything…just in the street.

SgtSeth0342: So, how did he hit you?

JiniGina: I’m embarrassed to say.

SgtSeth0342: Just tell me, so when I go over there and talk to him, I don’t look like an ass.

JiniGina: NO YOU CAN’T!

SgtSeth0342: TELL ME

JiniGina: Promise you won’t say anything. I’ll just die. I don’t even want to think about it.

SgtSeth0342: Gina

JiniGina: I’m serious

SgtSeth0342: Spill it

JiniGina: OK. He kind of spanked me…well us.

SgtSeth0342: All of you? Brad and Sean too?

JiniGina: No, just Stef and Rosie and me.

SgtSeth0342: You’re telling me this teacher spanked you for squirting silly string in the street. Right there in front of his house?

JiniGina: NO! he made us come inside, and then he yelled at us for a long time and threatened to call our parents.

SgtSeth0342: Gina, your dad is nuts, but you wouldn’t be in that much trouble for something like that.

JiniGina: Says you.

SgtSeth0342: I doubt it. He’d be more pissed that someone touched you, even if it was just a spanking.

JiniGina: Maybe.

JiniGina: What do you mean JUST a spanking?

SgtSeth0342: So he threatened to call your parents, so what?

JiniGina: Well he said he was calling them right then unless we took a spanking instead.

SgtSeth0342: And you took it?

JiniGina: Well yeah. A 5 minute spanking or being grounded and not getting to see you while you’re on leave?

SgtSeth0342: Well, I’m honored, but still. It seems excessive – for silly string. If you’d like, been doing something really terrible, or dangerous, maybe, but not for that.

SgtSeth0342: You think your dad would have grounded you? Really?

JiniGina: I don’t know Seth. But I didn’t want Jameson to call him and find out.

JiniGina: What do you mean maybe – like maybe it would be okay for something ELSE???

SgtSeth0342: So, what, he just smacked you a couple times?

JiniGina: Huh. NO!

JiniGina: That’s what I was expecting. But it was awful. AWFUL

JiniGina: He actually had a paddle.

SgtSeth0342: At least it wasn’t a belt.

JiniGina: Seth!

SgtSeth0342: What? I’m just saying. When you get spanked with a belt you’ll be glad he only used a paddle.

JiniGina: Well, I don’t intend to get spanked with a belt, thank you.

SgtSeth0342: Says you.

JiniGina: SETH!

SgtSeth0342: Alright, so seriously, that’s not cool. Where does the guy live?

JiniGina: You cannot go there.

SgtSeth0342: Yes, I can, and I will. No one lays a hand on my girl, especially for something as stupid as silly string on Halloween. I’ll have a nice chat with him, and then I’ll have his ass fired.

JiniGina: Just let it go. It’s not worth it.

SgtSeth0342: How can you say that?

JiniGina: It’s not. It’s over. Let it go.

SgtSeth0342: No can do

JiniGina: Why?

SgtSeth0342: 1. It’s a stupid thing to spank over.

SgtSeth0342: 2. It’s not his job to spank you even if it was spankable

SgtSeth0342: 3. It’s my job to protect you from creeps like that, especially if you are going to be my wife.

JiniGina: What are you saying?!?!?!

SgtSeth0342: I’m saying I love you and you’re mine.

SgtSeth0342: And I’m going to take care of Mr. Jameson. He won’t bother you again.

JiniGina: If you love me, just let it go.

SgtSeth0342: No

JiniGina: Please Seth

SgtSeth0342: I don’t understand why you’d want me to. Do you want him to get away with it?

JiniGina: Well….

SgtSeth0342: What about Stef and Rosie. I’d like to talk to them.

JiniGina: No way. They don’t want their parents to find out either.

SgtSeth0342: But you guys didn’t even do anything . All teenagers play pranks on Halloween. It’s an American tradition!

JiniGina: Even so

SgtSeth0342: Gina, I’m sorry, but I’m going over there. If you don’t want to tell me which house it is, I’ll call Mark.

JiniGina: He’ll want to know why

SgtSeth0342: Then I’ll just have to tell him. I’m sure he’d like to know anyway.

JiniGina: He can’t know. If he knows, my dad will know. He’ll kill me.

SgtSeth0342: He’s not going to kill you. It’s silly string for chrissakes. Unless there’s something you’re not telling me

JiniGina: Seth just let it go. Just come over here and we can spend the day together like we planned.

SgtSeth0342: Well yeah, I”ll pick you up and take you with me. Make him apologize to your face.

JiniGina: NO!

SgtSeth0342: Yes, it’s settled. Now be a good girl and do what I say. I’ll be there in 15 minutes. Ttyl

JiniGina: NO SETH!!! WAIT

JiniGina: WAIT

JiniGina: ARE YOU THERE?

SgtSeth0342: What?

JiniGina: There is something else

SgtSeth0342: Oh really?

JiniGina: Yes. It wasn’t silly string. It was my dress…and Stef and Rosie too. That’s why he didn’t care about the guys.

SgtSeth0342: What was wrong with your dress?

JiniGina: He said it was too low cut and too short and I shouldn’t be walking around like that.

SgtSeth0342: The dress you emailed me the picture of?

JiniGina: Umm, no. A different one.

SgtSeth0342: Can you send me a photo

JiniGina: Don’t have one

SgtSeth0342: Well, just take one with your phone

JiniGina: I can’t. It’s already in the wash

SgtSeth0342: Fine, but even so, your parents saw you before you left right? So, if they didn’t care, then he shouldn’t care. I mean

SgtSeth0342: if your dad didn’t say anything, it wouldn’t be something I wouldn’t approve of, would it?

JiniGina: Seth please.

SgtSeth0342: You know you aren’t allowed to wear slutty things. I don’t like that.

JiniGina: Grrrrrr.

SgtSeth0342: Gina. Did your parents see you or not?

JiniGina: Kind of not

SgtSeth0342: ???

JiniGina: Well, I kind of changed at Sean’s.

SgtSeth0342: Changed your dress?

JiniGina: Umm, yeah.

SgtSeth0342: But still had the vampire cloak right?

JiniGina: Not exactly

SgtSeth0342: What EXACTLY?

JiniGina: Just not that.

SgtSeth0342: Look. I expect the truth. I’m only home for a short while and I don’t appreciate you using up our time with childish lies. WHAT WERE YOU WEARING?

JiniGina: FINE!

JiniGina: FINE!

JiniGina: Black silk short shorts, fishnets, high heels.

SgtSeth0342: On top?

JiniGina: A lingerie top

SgtSeth0342: Like a bra?

JiniGina: Kind of…not THAT skimpy.

SgtSeth0342: So basically, you were walking around outside in your neighborhood like you were walking around a brothel

JiniGina: I wouldn’t put it like that

SgtSeth0342: How would you put it?

JiniGina: I was a playboy bunny.

SgtSeth0342: Gina, you are not going to like this

SgtSeth0342: But we are going to Jameson’s house today

SgtSeth0342: You and me

SgtSeth0342: And I am going to personally THANK HIM for giving you exactly what you needed.

JiniGina: You’re not serious

SgtSeth0342: Oh yeah, I am

SgtSeth0342: And that’s not all

JiniGina: What do you mean?

SgtSeth0342: I mean you are going to get one from me too

JiniGina: A spanking?

SgtSeth0342: Yes

JiniGina: You can’t spank me

SgtSeth0342: I can and I will

JiniGina: No you won’t

SgtSeth0342: Did you know I would have a problem with that outfit?

JiniGina: Maybe

SgtSeth0342: Gina!

JiniGina: Okay, yes. I knew. But I knew you wouldn’t be there.

SgtSeth0342: So it’s okay to do things behind my back that you know you are not allowed to do.

JiniGina: I’m so sick of that word: allowed. You are NOT MY FATHER

SgtSeth0342: No, I’m not. But we’ve talked about this.

JiniGina: We never talked about you spanking me!

SgtSeth0342: We talked about you listening to me. You agreed you wanted a traditional marriage.

JiniGina: We’re not married. You’re in the Marines, a million miles away half the time. I’m a senior in high school. You can’t tell me what to do.

JiniGina: NOT MARRIED

SgtSeth0342: But we will be

JiniGina: But we’re not

SgtSeth0342: But you want to be later right?

JiniGina: Maybe

JiniGina: Yes

SgtSeth0342: Babe, then sooner or later, you are going to have to listen to me. I don’t want you dressing like a slut. Even on Halloween. You’re a good, sweet, SMART girl.

JiniGina: It was just for fun.

SgtSeth0342: It’s not okay.

JiniGina: Fine.

SgtSeth0342: And you know what else is not FINE?

SgtSeth0342: Lying

SgtSeth0342: And that is what you are getting spanked for, right after we visit your buddy.

JiniGina: You better not.

SgtSeth0342: Oh I will.

SgtSeth0342: First, I’m going to make you sit on my lap and look at me, and you are going to tell me why it is NOT OKAY to lie.

SgtSeth0342: I’m going to tell you exactly what I expect from you from now on.

SgtSeth0342: WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT

SgtSeth0342: And then

SgtSeth0342: I’m going to take off my belt

SgtSeth0342: And pull down your pants

SgtSeth0342: And pull you over my knee so I can whup you good

SgtSeth0342: After I think you’re good and warmed up

SgtSeth0342: I’m going to take off your panties

SgtSeth0342: And I’ll spank you hard until I know you’re sorry

SgtSeth0342: Because you’re crying your eyes out and promising to

SgtSeth0342: NEVER

SgtSeth0342: EVER

SgtSeth0342: LIE

SgtSeth0342: AGAIN

SgtSeth0342: I’m guessing you’ll have a lot of trouble sitting tonight at dinner

SgtSeth0342: To which you will be wearing a respectable dress

JiniGina: I don’t want you to spank me.

SgtSeth0342: I know.

SgtSeth0342: But I’m going to. I’ll be over there in 15 minutes. Be ready.

JiniGina: Seth wait!

JiniGina: Seth?

SgtSeth0342 has signed out (11/1/09 11:30 am)



Epilogue:

After Seth thanked Gina's teacher Mr. Jameson, Gina was disappointed to realize that Seth really did mean to spank her too. In fact, he made haste about the process, having asked his new friend if he wouldn’t mind letting him take the girl upstairs so he could give her her punishment in privacy.

Gina protested the spanking – briefly. Seth was insistent, and Gina knew it was a losing battle. Just like he said he was going to, Seth sat her first on his lap to scold her. More than once, he had to grab her chin and force him to look at her. Though it was difficult not to smile at her, so sweetly terrified and embarrassed, he was very firm. After a while, he stripped off her first layer of clothes and began spanking – just as promised, with his folded over military belt (which he’d worn special for this purpose.)

He immediately took notice of the “stone face” Brad had spoken of, but unlike Jameson, Seth was able to break it fairly easily. He simply told Gina that he cherished her, and sought to protect her always, and her spanking was meant as a reminder that he would take care of her, even if she didn't want to be taken care of. Even so, she visibly shuddered as he lowered her panties.

She fought a bit, but mostly cried, clenched her toes, and wished she had not lied…or tried to get away with something she knew bothered him. After all, she loved him very much, and as annoying as his insistence on her obedience felt, she looked up to him and wanted him to be proud of her.

The belt certainly did hurt worse than the paddle, but she suspected it had more to do with where it hurt than how.

When the spanking was over, Seth helped Gina up onto his lap again, where she sat with her head nuzzled into his neck and softly sobbed while he rubbed her back and hushed her. He loved her, he said, and she was his good girl, and it was over now.

And then she felt him stretch out his arm to grab something from his jacket pocket and her heart skipped a bit. She’d suspected of course! Watching him actually open the tiny box and pluck out the diamond inside it was something else entirely, at the same time unreal and like fate unfolding.

He didn’t ask, and he didn’t have to. Simply, he slipped the ring onto her finger and said “I’m going to marry you.”

“Thank God,” Gina said, quite relieved.

Seth laughed. “What does that mean?”

“It means I don’t like being spanked. And if we’re married, you can’t spank me because I’ll be an adult.”

Again, Seth laughed. “Babe, “ he said, “you are sadly mistaken.”

Of course, they were married. And of course, Gina got spanked quite a bit – but never again for fishnets and a bra. (Worn INSIDE the house, that outfit produced a different kind of result.)

Nothing to Be Horny About

It's a long time coming, but there's a certain conversation I need to have with my husband. The long and the short of it is that our DD has fizzled, and while it does exist as a faded wallpaper in the background, I really need the colors to pop again. Every once in a while, he'll try to revive it, and that will last for a few days, but then he's back to worrying about work again and ignoring me.

In his defense, I know he sees how busy I am, how exhausted I am, and how crazy every aspect of my life has been since I went back to school (hence neglecting this blog). He's trying to be helpful by leaving me alone. But it isn't helpful.

So, the combination of his being a 'nice guy' and his being wrapped up in the ongoing dramas of his business and MY not making an effort to push for something more has brought us here, with no relationship to speak of and back to being roommates again.

I've been sorting out the words in my head over the past few weeks - how I wanted to put it, phrase it, write it - so I could lay it out there and ask again for what I need to come to life again. I haven't been able to pull it together yet, however. I was hoping he'd step it up on his own. Maybe, I was hoping he would read my mind.

The thing is, this is different from the other bumps. I know he's on board. I know DD is important to him, that he believes in it. I know he loves me and wants to make me happy. I know it isn't all about sex. And yet, it is about sex, kind of...or not sex maybe, but intimacy. And one thing we don't have pretty much at all, is intimacy.

Without it, it's just a spanking, isn't it? It's going through the motions without the connection. Without being in love. Or feeling loved. Each time he spanks it's like a cruel reminder that we're off-kilter - or I am, anyway, since I can't speak for him - and I tell myself to bring it up the next day. I don't though. I don't bring it up. How do you tell your husband you don't feel connected to him?

I remember way back in the beginning feeling that connection. I remember having a lot of sex too. Hot sex. On the living room floor. In the bathroom. On the desk in the office.

Now, he asked me tonight what happened to my libido. And, thinking it could be the door to a conversation about bringing our DD back into the forefront strong and loud, I said, "Well, I don't really have anything to be horny about."

I didn't mean that I found him unattractive, but he took it that way, and he retaliated. I won't write what he said, but it wasn't good. I left the room, and now I'm not speaking to him. What gets me, though, is not that he hurt me that way, but that he doesn't understand that I'm not a man, I don't think like a man, and my sexual needs don't work like a man's. I'm sure there are some women who can get themselves good and wet just by looking at a nicely carved beau, and maybe I've done it myself a time or two, but for the most part, it takes something more than physical attraction to sustain an appetite.

What turns me on? A dominant man. What turns me on even more? A dominant man I can count on to stay dominant. Being over-protected. Being worried over. Being held accountable every time, not just when he feels like it. Every part of it is emotional. A spanking will make me wet, but it doesn't make me horny. And when I fantasize about sex, it's never the sex and it's never the spanking, it's always the feeling that goes along with it.

Yep, when I fantasize, I'm thinking of a man with a rough demeanor who is hard to push against. I don't even know what he looks like, but I feel him. I feel me too; he makes me feel small and light, and held like a chick in a hand - and strong and content at the same time. He feels safe. The idea of him being stronger than me, and displaying that strength through protection and dominance makes me crave him. I sense he's willing to keep pushing until I break because that's the only way to prove he's strong enough to earn my trust. Then when he's cracked me open by force, I know it's okay to let him in the rest of the way.

No sex video online is going to do that for me. Saying, "Let's do boom-boom" sure as hell isn't going to do it for me. And believe it or not, neither is a five-minute spanking with no mindset prep and no follow-up. Being left alone to navigate the world with all it's stress also isn't helpful. What can I say? I'm high maintenance. I need a lot. I feel bad about that, but this is who I am. Maybe he can't be that strong dominant man I need to spark my libido any more than I can be the constantly horny sex kitten he needs me to be to satisfy him. If that's the case, then I guess we're screwed.

In the end, there's lots of stuff "wrong" with the way things are going here, and it will probably take a bit of effort to get things back on track. We need some time together, for one. We need to regroup and reprioritize. And maybe we need to have a frank discussion about what is and is not possible in terms of our DD, our sex life, and our marriage in general. Perhaps there are some things that we both need to come to terms with and move on. I'm sure there's lots that just needs tweaking - after all, we've done it before.

Thanks Sidi!

Summer courses are over and it’s time to get back to my real life. LOL Sorry for the long absence – I hope you enjoyed mourning my dog for all these weeks. We did adopt a new puppy, btw, and she is wonderful. But onto DD things…

I need to start by saying how graced I am to have a husband who was so willing to jump right back in when I nudged him about DD last week. I knew he hadn’t forgotten about it, or that it hadn’t become unimportant, but it was scary to ask for a restart just the same. I was hesitant about how to go about it, so I started a thread on the forum I belong to and the overwhelming response was to jump in with both feet.

So that’s what we’ve done! After a few text exchanges, he took the leap and spanked for the first time in FOREVER a few days ago. Somehow, I think he built up some arm strength during that hiatus, because OW!

Since then he’s spanked twice more, both times short and…how to say?...not too harshly? It felt wonderfully comfortable to be over that ottoman again, even if he was wielding the bastard Jokari. Of course, it wasn’t the spanking that was wonderful, it was being held there where I belonged under his hand.

He surprised me by rattling off a list of things I’d let slip these past months that I wasn’t aware he was noticing, and he doled out a reminder of rules gone by the wayside. The first of these was resuming exercise, which I’m reluctant to admit I was relieved to hear. He even noticed my panties weren’t “regulation” (i.e. no granny panties allowed).

When he was finished, and it was SHORT, he made a specific point to tell me he didn’t want my tush to roughen up too much all at once because he wanted to be sure I’d feel the spanking I was going to get the next night too. Also, that lest I thought the spanking was a joke or not serious because it was so short, I should think again! He's planning some kind of month-long reminder series to get us back on track, so that'll be interesting, I'm sure.

It looks like reintegration is going to move smoothly along. I’m so surprised at how easy it was for him to step right back into place – and thankful too. I hope he knows how much I appreciate what he’s done.

Rest in Peace, Ellie

My daughter's Chihuahua was hit by a car today and killed. We are heartbroken. It was a terrible day. You shouldn't have to learn about death when you are still such a little girl. You shouldn't be given the one thing you wished for at every wishing chance for years only to lose it two months later. I am angry for her. The unfairness of life should leave six year old little girls untouched.

For My Beautiful Online Friends Who I'm Closer to Than My RealLife Friends

So, so true. Hope you enjoy this.

Why I'm Not Freaking Out

As I cruised the aisles of the grocery store last night, Adam lagging behind quite a ways, it occurred to me that in the absence of any physical manifestation of our DD in the past months, I haven't ever gotten to that desperate agonizing state of wondering if it was gone for good. This realization made me smile to myself, with a vocal "huh" in confirmation of my self-awe. I didn't doubt him this time, and I think that's pretty cool.

Of course, it helped to have some random reminders that he was at least thinking about it. But on the whole, in the back of my mind, I guess I just figured that it would resurface eventually - either at his behest or mine, whoever's need was greater first. It probably helped a ton that I've been too busy to spend much time missing it, though there has definitely been a nagging off-kilterness about me for quite a while.

Until the other day's post, I really hadn't gotten to the point where it was an issue big enough to be vocal about it. I've chatted with DD girlfriends online, often remarking about the lack of any hand to tush action here, and each time she [whoever it was at the time] would say, "You should talk to him about it," but it wasn't big enough I guess. I knew he was thinking about it at least - just not at a time when he could do anything about it (like in the middle of an auction or while driving back from some far away state.) I also knew that if at any time I said to him - via email or text or voice - that I missed it, and needed it NOW, or doubted he cared anymore, he would make a point to fill that need as soon as possible. Somehow knowing he'd be there for me must have made it less of an emergency than it used to be.

I wonder if this is what they mean when they say that after a long enough while, DD becomes part of the background. Huh...could be.

Now, that is not to say I LIKE it in the background. On the contrary, I like it in the foreground, front and center. In many ways, I prefer to be very aware of it every day - not to be actually spanked every day, but just to have it be present in my modus operandi. (is that how you spell that? I'm too tired to look it up.) Then again, that can be kind of hard to accomplish with a full time job, school, and two very little girls.

Anyway, all of that is to say that I'm feeling pretty good about where we are. It's also very helpful that I hacked into Adam's email a few months ago to set up an automatic notification of every time I make a post (and then completely forgot I did that until the other night when he mentioned he read my last post) because I probably would have let our DD simmer down for quite a while longer before I actually let him know I was missing it. Well, maybe a day or two.

We a nice little reconnection last night - nothing like I'm used to, but good nonetheless. Then afterward while he rambled about something about property or cars or whatever the heck he was saying, I managed to blurt out, "I need a long and hard spanking sometime within the week, but right now, I need to sleep." I was picturing something I'll be feeling for a day or two, something that makes me ache a bit whenever I get up and down at work, something I'll regret asking for mid-spanking. Definitely a strong reminder of who's who, who's in charge, and who gets to do whatever he wants to my tush, bent over his knee with my legs trapped and my face in my new pretty sofa pillows. It might be fun to wake the neighbors, prudish jerks that they are.

He says he's up for it, but I'm not sure his arm is.

Oh Where, Oh Where Has Our DD Gone?

Man, I don't even know really what to say, except that it's been a really long time since I've written anything about DD, or for that matter had time to really think about it much. I didn't realize that going back to school would suck so much of my energy out of me. I mean, I knew I'd be busy, but I never thought I'd be so busy that this blog would sit for two months (practically) or that my dupa would return to its virgin state. Although I can't say the latter is entirely my doing - it takes two to not spank...or something like that.

I'm not the only one who is in a state of upheaval. Adam was forced to move his business to a new location, and it still isn't settled all the way. For a few months he's been coming home late, and coming home exhausted. His face is often shadowed with stress and irritation. He barely speaks to me.

It isn't that there is anything wrong between us. We're just very much dealing with our individual stresses, collapsing under the covers each night, and every once in a while checking to see if each other is still breathing. And at first, I was really too busy to really miss the DD part of us, but as time is wearing on, I'm noticing the absence more and more.

I've gone through stages, actually, from somewhat unaware to now feeling really off-balance and incomplete. In between the two: bewilderment, irritation, relief, disgust, angst, sadness, frustration, loneliness, resignation, impatience -- my god, you name it I've felt it.

Perhaps the worst has been feeling like he doesn't care about me enough to spend the time on DD that he used to. Coming home from his shop and heading to sleep without even saying goodnight most times is hard on me for sure. Then true to my counterproductive tendencies, I've started repaying "the favor" sometimes too, slipping off with a "fuck it" attitude and harboring all kinds of resentments. The thing is I know he isn't do it on purpose, and that he does care, but he's busy and he's tired and worried about getting his business stabilized again.

I also know he hasn't forgotten about DD at all. He tries to sneak in swats and makes comments about it all the time. Just two night ago he joked that if he won the lottery he'd build me a spanking room with every implement imaginable. Knowing he hasn't forgotten is comforting, but I'm reaching the point where I'm tired of hearing about it. It's starting to not mean anything anymore. There's no consistency, and really no consequences for anything at all. I've lost my own buy-in.

Tonight for instance, I sent him a text saying I was stopping off at my mom's after work. There was no question of IF, it was that I was going, period. But he texted me back, "Okay, you can go" which really made me chuckle to myself. It didn't occur to me to ask if that was okay, or if he minded; it didn't occur to him that I wasn't asking, I was telling. There's a disconnect here, for sure.

We're going to have to talk about this soon, because there's some destructive behavior coming up around the corner I think. I can feel myself getting edgy, and I'm losing the ability to rationalize what's going on here. It's fine to be busy, but I think it's time to prioritize what we're doing here. We need to start making some time for us, even if we have to pencil it in like a date. That will feel artificial for me, but for now it might be necessary before we undo all the progress we've made. I barely feel married. I'm certainly starting to feel like I'm insane for ever wanting DD to begin with and that I don't believe in it anymore. It feels un-natural and ridiculous. I can't believe I'd ever stoop to consent to this lifestyle, let alone want it. And I'm unhappy.

So yeah, it's time to get back on the horse. My heart is heading in the direction of the place I spent the first 7 years of my marriage, and that's not a fun place. I'd much rather fall back in love with him again, instead of being constantly irritated with his existence. I need my HOH back, and soon.