Page 57 of Ranch Rules

Chapter Nine

Natalie did exactlyas he instructed, despite the fact that the drive shaft pressed into her. When Thomas noticed, he moved the seat all the way back and reclined it, and though that helped she was still cramped as she was draped over his lap.

Still, she was a good girl and didn’t even balk until she felt his fingers in the band of her panties. “No! Don’t take my panties down! I thought you said this was going to be a little spanking!”

“It is. Unless, of course, you want to continue arguing with me about how you’re punished, in which case that can change real fast.”

She reluctantly swallowed further protests, grimacing as the air hit her bare skin. It would be more than air touching it soon enough.

“Tell me why you’re getting spanked, Natalie.”

She groaned. It looked like she was in for a lecture, too. She’d thought they were done with that part. “Because I ran away.”

“You don’t sound very sorry,” Thomas observed. “Maybe a larger punishment is in order here.”

“I really am sorry, Daddy. I just want the spanking over with.”

“Well, Daddy wants to make his little-bit happy.” With that, his hand fell, cupped to perfectly punish her sit spot. His hand bounced from cheek to cheek, the crisp smacking sound reverberating through the car.

“Ow!” Natalie gasped, reaching for something to hold onto. The only thing her hand found was the door handle. “It hurts!”

“It’s going to hurt, little one. It’s a spanking.”

“It hurts too much!” she amended as the stinging spanks continued to rain down.

It seemed fast, two per second. Her cheeks were warming rapidly, but Thomas had gotten into a rhythm and as far as she could tell didn’t intend to stop anytime soon.

“Please! Please, stop! I really am sorry!” But almost before she’d finished speaking her words turned to wails.

He spanked fast and hard. Even though he was only punishing her sit spot, the heat spread, traveling upward. The pain dug into her skin, making her begin to kick her feet. But she stopped that soon because her kicks landed against the console and she didn’t want to damage her precious car.

“I’m sorry! I’ll be good! Please!”

“We’re almost done here.” His hand continued to smack her sit spots soundly without breaking rhythm.

Natalie mewled in protest, twisting and turning on his lap, though she didn’t kick anymore. Suddenly, she saw red and blue lights flashing and she went limp. “Thomas!” She fought to sit up, but a firm hand kept her in place over his knee.

“You be still. I’ll handle this.”

And the next thing she knew, he was reaching over and rolling down the window while she laid face-down and bare-assed over his lap. “Thomas! Please!” she hissed.

“Howdy, Officer. What can I do for you?” she heard him say.

She didn’t dare look up. In fact, she hung her head as low as she could, regretting that she’d asked Lora to braid it earlier. If it was down, it would provide a useful curtain to cover her mortified face.

“I just pulled over to see if y’all could use some help. It was raining pretty hard earlier and I thought maybe you could use some assistance,” a voice replied.

Natalie cringed at the amusement in the unrecognizable voice. If she’d had any hope that maybe Thomas had somehow shielded her spanked butt from view, they were dashed now.

“That’s mighty thoughtful of you, sir, but we’re all right here. My girlfriend ran out of gas, but I’ve taken care of that,” Thomas answered.

“Ah, and it looks like you’re handlin’ other problems as well.”

“I’m a busy man, but a lucky one.”

Natalie wished that the floorboard would open up and give her a hole to tumble into. She would never be able to look anyone directly in the eye again, she was sure of it.

“I just need the little lady to look up for me so I can tell that she’s okay.”

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