SMACK!

The man's big hand slaps down sharply onto the shapely bottom-cheek, rippling its soft resilience. The punished cheek bounces back into its normal soft curves, flushing pink.

"Uh-mmmm!" The blonde woman writhes, stubbornly refusing to cry out. She lies helpless across his knees, held securely in place. Her naked bottom is up high, tensed, sensitive and defenceless.

"Slap me once more," she says icily, "and I'll never ..."

SMACK! Her other cheek ripples, flattened, as his hand slaps down again upon her unwillingly offered bottom. She writhes more strongly.

"Uh-mmmm! ... s-speak to you a-again ... EVER!"

The girl speaks in a low, husky tone. There is a soft, refined accent in her voice. The man admires the agitated full curves of her attractive bottom. As usual, she's too obstinate for her own good.

But that won't last very long!

He's determined to punish her, teach her a lesson she won't forget quickly. Her bottom clenches against the stinging shock. He waits for her to relax, then ...

"Oh," he says, "you say that every time, but ..."

SMACK!

... you soon get over it."

"Uhm-mmmmm! Damn it, Frank, I'm sorry!"

SMACK!

"0o-oo-h! ... I'm sorry! I'm sorree-ee! What more do you want me to say?"

"Driving too fast, Anne - again!" It was more a growl than speech. "And, in my new car, damn it!"

SMACK!

"OW-w-w-w!"

"Now, you're going to promise me you won't do it again! Aren't you, love?" - SMACK!

"Yee-owww! Yes! I promise! I won't drive your car again! Honest, I won't! I won't, ever again!"

"Allright!" - SMACK! - "Are you sure?"

"Ow-wwwww! Yes! Oh, yes! I'm certain!"

"Good! Now, you're also going to promise to drive slower in future, aren't you?" - SMACK!

"Yee-owww! Yes! All right! I won't drive fast in future."

SMACK!

"YES! I promise! Oh, I promise, I won't!"

"Right!"

Again the big hand slaps down, producing that sharp SMACK! possible only from a bare, upturned female bottom.

"YOW-ww-ww!"

The wretched girl writhes and kicks wildly. "No more! I promise! I promise, on my honour!"

"You won't forget!"

"No, I won't! I'll remember!" - SMACK! - "Ah-owww! Yes! Truly, I won't forget! I won't do it, ever again-n-n!"

SMACK! "Promise!"

"Yah-owww! Oh, yes! YES! I promise! I won't drive your car again and I promise to drive slowly in future. I promise, on my honour - and I won't forget, I swear!"

"Are you sure?" - SMACK!

"AH-hh-h! Yes! Yes-s-s! I'm sure. Oh, yes! Please, Frank! YES! I'm certain-sure and I won't forget and I'm ..."

SMACK!

"AH-hh-h! Damn it, Frank, I - "

"Stop babbling! Apologise properly, and speak slowly."

The blonde takes a deep breath, and tries to relax. He grins, and waits a few moments for her to calm down a little. He strokes the soft reddened curves of her bottom absently, making her squirm slowly, moaning softly. She gulps and sniffs, then clears her throat.

"I apologise, Frank, for driving your new car."

SMACK! "And?'

"OW-w-w-w! I'm sorry I drove too fast."

SMACK! "And?"

"OH-h-h-h! I promise I won't use your car again."

SMACK! "And?"

"AH-owww! I, um, I promise I won't forget."

SMACK! "Swear it!"

"UH-mmmm! All right! I swear I won't do it again, and I swear I won't forget."

"On your honour?"

"I swear, on my honour, I won't do it again, and that I won't forget."

"Good! You'd better not, Anne, or I'll spank your lovely bottom until you don't know what day it is!"

The girl is in no position to disagree, or to object, with her elegant lacy panties round her knees and her dress turned well up over her back. She'll promise almost anything now. The man pauses, looks down at her quivering cheeks, both flushed bright red. He grins silently.

"Now," he mutters, "I think you should pay for your fun. What do you think?"

This is a loaded question ... AND SHE KNOWS IT!

The blonde feels she's been punished enough already, but she daren't say so. She nods her head slowly, and mutters, "Mmmm. I suppose so."

She hopes he's just joking, but he often makes her pay for her mistakes. Very sexually, sometimes. Her bare bottom is thrust up high by the awkward position he's forced her into, head-down across his thighs. She tries to keep her balance on tiptoes, her hands flat on the floor. Her long blonde hair hangs over her face. It is wildly tangled, from all the struggling and kicking she's done during the past few minutes. She uses one hand to try to cover her furiously stinging bottom.

She gasps for breath as she waits, hoping her punishment is ended. She's never sure of this, until he releases her. He often inflicts further humiliation, after she's been spanked.

She wriggles as her stinging buttocks are stroked and patted gently. He can't seem to resist doing this, after he's spanked hell out of her. But he is her husband, after all and it was his new car.

She squirms in anticipation, guessing what he may have in mind for her. He holds her down firmly. "I think a little humiliation is called for, now," he says softly, still stroking her.

"No, Frank, I ..."

"With a little friendly submission, perhaps, later."

She's fairly sure now what he intends to do to her. A sharp quiver of annoyance runs through her at the thought.

"Frank, please!" she wails. "I don't think..."

"And, perhaps, a mild orgasm, if we can manage it."

"Not now, Frank! I can't! Let me GO!"

"Of course you can. You usually do."

"Fra-a-ank, please! Later! I ... Ooph!" She gasps, suddenly indignant, as her sensitive pussy is given a gentle squeeze.

"Now, let's see what it takes," he mutters. "From the look of you now, Anne, it won't take very much."

She senses his eyes upon her exposed pussy; knows she's moist and probably pouting. He can't resist this either.

"Let me UP! You ... OOH!"

She jerks and wriggles in mild annoyance as she is explored slowly. Though he has very heavy hands, his touch is light and erotic. And, he knows all her feminine secrets.

"Oh, this isn't fair!" she protests, wriggling.

"It's your own fault, love."

"I can't help it, and you know it! When you spank me, I just ... OH- h-h-h!"

"You just lie there." He grins, stroking the sensitive spot again. "Asking for it."

"You lying dog! You make me lie like this, showing everything! You know I hate being helpless and being spanked like a child."

"Hmmm. You must enjoy it, or you'd stay out of trouble."

"And I detest having to plead, and ... UH-mmmmph!"

"You plead very nicely, when you have to." He chuckles and urges her again. "And you never complain afterwards."

"It's so damned embarrassing! And, knowing you enjoy doing it to me makes it worse! You think it's funny.' having me wet and making me-EEeeee!"

She squirms indignantly, gasping and breathless. She's flowing nicely now, rapidly losing control. The sharp tone of annoyance has faded from her voice.

"Your problem, Anne, is that you want too much of your own way. Mine is that I have to punish you for it." He shakes his head, smiling, knowing he's got her going. "You know what can happen afterwards ..."

He pauses to enjoy the warm musky scent of her arousal.

She knows very well what can happen ... and it's going to happen again if he keeps provoking her. She wriggles weakly, gasping.

"Leave ... me ... alone! ... I'm ... sorry ... oh ... don't ...!"

She shakes her head furiously, refusing to plead, though she feels giddy and light-headed already and knows her resistance is fading quickly.

He is also aware of this, from experience.

"OH!" she gasps, as she feels him finger-stroke her hot pussy again. She's so wet now he has no trouble. She moans, "Oh, you - OOH!" And squirms weakly as she has to accept his finger to the knuckle.

"Too late, love!" he says and slips his highly erotic finger almost all the way out, then in again slowly, until she loses the last of her self control and begins to respond.

"You won't drive my car again, without asking me, will you?" he asks softly. The question is largely unnecessary; she'll agree to anything now, and he knows it.

"No-o-o!" she wails, as he slowly withdraws the tantalising finger completely, leaving her hopelessly aroused, weak and submissive, flowing freely. She pants rapidly, indignant at how easily he can master her, but feeling oddly frustrated and wanting more.

She's not frustrated for long!

"OOH!" She has to accept two fingers and cannot control her natural spontaneous reactions.

He grins as her strong internal impulses begin.

She submits quickly, totally relaxed, arms and legs quivering. He holds her firmly.