| Absolution (May be to intense for some.)
Posted: 3/5/2008 4:25:49 PM | Absolution
It was a good day but I was glad to be home. As I walk into the kitchen I know there is something wrong. She has the unhappy look about her that tells me she is uptight about something. It is no biggy, we will talk and I will find out it is nothing major. It is always some minor thing she has done that she feels bad about, I can't even get upset most of the time because she beats her self up so much emotionally I feel more sorry for her than upset about what she has done.
I put my arms around her and ask "What is the matter sweetheart?". She doesn't even look at me, just says "Come with me." and heads for the back door. I follow wondering what now, not really focused on anything because it it is never anything major. We go to the garage, she turns on the light and stand next to the Spyder. I look at her as she stands with her head down half facing the car. I notice that there is a scrape just behind the head light and the cover lens is cracked.
Oh well. accidents happen, it doesn't even look like it will be an expensive repair. I move towards her to comfort her and let her know it really isn't that bad. She put her hand up to stop me. She half looks at me with her head down and says "I'm sorry. I just wanted to run to the store and thought it would be fun to with the top down. I didn't mean to hit anything, I know I shouldn't have been talking my cell while I parked.".
I tried telling her it isn't that bad but she cut me off saying "I don't want you to be angry or have this sitting on my shoulders. I want you to know I am sorry and to forgive me completely.". I shrugged and and told her it wasn't that bad, she can see why I don't like her talking on the cell while she is driving.
She reached over on top of the car and handed me a heavier leather belt I where when I wear jeans. I must have had a very confused look on my face when she sighed, unbutton and pulled the zipper down on her jeans. She hooked her thumbs into the waist band at her sides and shimmied her pants and panties down to her ankles so they were in a ring over her flip flops. She turned away from me and bent her self so she was standing next to the car with her belly and chest resting on the hood and her hands stretched out in front of her. She looked back at me and I almost laughed from my angle her face and bum were almost next to each other as if she were resting her chin on the side of her hip. The serious look on her face choked the laugh off before it even made it to my face.
She looked me in the eye and said "I want you to punish me.".
I think my mouth probably dropped open and I might of said something clever like "Huh?".
She continued in a very serious tone holding my eyes with hers "I want you to punish me. I I want to be punished till you can forgive me and feel like have paid in full for what I did.".
We had played with spanking in the past so I figured this was just some more play and her way of relieving any tension from damaging my car. I played along getting a serious and stern look on my face I let the belt unroll so it was hanging down from the buckle in my hand. I flipped the end up and caught so it was now doubled over. I move up behind her, she turned away and closed her eyes. I was pretty excited by the intensity of the moment and wanted to continue this bit of role play but I also wanted to take her from behind as she was draped over the side of the car.
I swung the belt in a short arc just enough so it made some noise and might even sting a little. She jerked when it hit then her head snapped around and she glared at me. "Hit me!, Damn it, use the fvcking belt on my ass like you mean it!". She continued glaring at me, waiting. I thought OK she wants to play it hard, I swung back and gave her sound crack on her ass, she flinched and while still staring me in the eye quietly said "Harder.". I swung back and with a full swing I brought the belt across the bottom of her cheeks with a loud "CRACK!". I saw her eyes go wide as her hips slammed into the side of the car, she made a high pitched yelp as her breath exploded out of her.
I almost dropped the belt as I started to move toward her worried that I might have really hurt her and again her head whipped around and she locked eyes with me. He face was flushed, she was breathing hard and her eyes were as bright and sharp as diamonds. My heart dropped down into my stomach, I felt dizzy almost surreal as she said in a quiet voice "More.". I swung the belt again, and even as she flinched and gasped I heard her say "Don't stop!".
I swung the belt hard feeling it strike her with a loud snap, over and over again. I could hear her gasping, grunting and moaning, as she danced and lifted her feet but they were restrained by her pants and panties around her ankles, Each time the belt landed she slammed her pelvis into the side of the car her hands clenching as her head rolled back back and forth. I wanted to stop but I didn't dare, after every impact I thought we were done but she would arch her back and push out her rear making it clear we were not finished.
Then her knees buckled and she slid half way done the car. I moved to catch her and she said between gasping breaths "NO!". She pushed her self back up, her eyes closed, her jaw set and she laid her self across the hood of the car again. It was a whisper but it almost roared in my ears "More!".
I was sweating from every pore, my heart was pounding like a hammers on a steel drum and my breath was rasping in my throat. Her back side was striped bright red from half way up her thighs to the small of her back, the center of her cheeks almost crimson. I was getting ready to throw down the belt because it was becoming more and more difficult for me to carry on when again her knees buckled and she slid down the side of the car till she was on her knees resting her shoulder and head on the side of the car. There was no way I was going to let let her continue, I couldn't have lifted the belt again if she begged or threatened me.
I knelt beside her and put my arms around her to make sure she didn't fall. She put her arm around my neck and again looked at me, in a soft voice I heard "I'm sorry.". She pushed up trying to get to her feet. All I could do was make soothing sounds as I helped her to standing and then supported her. With her arm over my neck, her other hand om my chest and her face pressed against my shoulder I could feel the wetness of her tears, the shaking of her shoulders as she sobbed between breaths.
I started to reach down to pull up her pants and panties but she stepped out of them and pressed me towards the door. We walked slowly to the house, through the kitchen and living room. I guide her towards the bedroom. When we reach the bedroom I gently pull her from me and tell her to hold still a moment. I go into the bathroom and return a few seconds later. She is right where I left her, naked from the waist down her head hung, her face flushed and wet with tears while she breathes slowly and deeply.
I sit on the side of the bed and take her hand, she starts a little then looks at me expectantly. I can't decide if I am in awe of her, afraid of her or just overwhelmed at how she makes me feel being with her. I pull her hand so she will lie across my lap. Her breath catches and she hesitates for a second then she stretches her self so her hips rest on my knee and her upper body is supported along the edge of the bed. He eyes are closed, her head is down and her hands are clasped, she has a look of resignation and acceptance in the way she set her shoulders and braces her feet.
I pick up the bottle of hand lotion I brought from the bathroom and squeeze a portion into my palm. I place my left hand on the small of her back, I can feel her tense up. I just barely touch my palm with cream to her red behind and she jerks and squeaks, then as she feels me gently smooth the cool cream on her hot skin. I can feel her sight and relax. She feels almost boneless as I gently smooth the cream across the welts and stripes. I can hear her moans and sighs as she becomes more relaxed feeling the soothing lotion cool the heat of her punished back side.
When I have made sure that every welt and mark has been covered I rest with my hand on her back and the other on her thigh below the fading welts. She pushed with her hands to stand up and once up she pulls me to her. She is trying to kiss me, unbutton my shirt, unbutton her own shirt and undo my pants all at the same time. It isn't long before both of our shirts are off, my pants are around my ankles and she is naked pushing and pulling me into the bed with her. I see her wince as she rolls onto her back and pulls me on top of her. Her arms and legs are wrapped around me and it is almost impossible to enter her as she thrashes and bucks beneath me. I feel my self just enter her and her hips slam up into me and I slide all the way into her till her pelvis is grinding against mine. There is no subtlety or finesse, I slam into her as she arches up faster and harder. Her head is whipping back and forth as she gasps and make incoherent words. I can feel her hands and nails hard against my back. Every time I try to pull back or slow down her arms and legs pull harder and her nails dig into my shoulder blades and along my spine.
I can feel her quivering and jerking, there is no holding back, I feel as if my very soul is pouring into her. I try to keep my weight from crushing her under me while I catch my breath.. I can feel her muffled crying where her face is pressed into my chest so I try to roll of her so she can breath. She holds me from moving her arms and legs around me like warm padded bands of steel. I hear her mumble something so i manage to pull up from her just enough so she can talk.
She whispers gently "Thank you." and pulls me back down onto her. | |
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