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Evan’s heart fluttered a bit. Zoey’s eyes were wet with unshed tears, making them shine and her full lower lip was poking out in a pout. She was too cute.
Zoey almost sighed with relief again when Evan opened the car door and they both stepped out into the chilly air. Evan opened the passenger side door for her and waited for her to buckle herself in before getting into the driver’s side. Zoey relaxed until she saw the expression on Evan’s face. It was thoughtful, calculating.
Finally, he turned the car on before turning to look at her, something akin to mischief in his bright blue eyes.
“Pull down your leggings and panties, Zoey,” he said, making her eyes go wide. “Just in back,” he added.
That didn’t really put her at ease. She bit her lower lip. “Why?” she asked, her pout returning.
“I think you need to sit on your freshly spanked bottom to remind you who is in charge,” he said simply. He raised aneyebrow. “If you choose to disobey me, however, I can think of another way to reinforce the reminder.”
Zoey didn’t need any more prompting than that. She didn’t even want to think about what that could mean for her bottom. He had already spanked her. So, she pushed herself up on the seat so that her bottom was lifted and pushed the back of her leggings and panties down to just below her bottom. She blushed, very much aware of Evan’s eyes on her as she lowered herself back down. She whimpered as her hot butt pressed firmly against the car seat.
Chapter 6
Evan spent the rest of their day off making sure Zoey was thoroughly humbled. He decided that she needed to learn a lesson in obedience and contrition.
“You’re not being punished anymore,” Evan told her as they drove to the movie theater later that afternoon. “I just sense that you are straying a bit, so I want to reinforce our roles in this relationship.”
That’s what he said, but Zoey sure felt like she was being punished. After the beach, the two went to a little coffee shop. Evan ordered a black coffee for himself and a hot chocolate for her. They even shared a warm fudge brownie. The little café was warm and homey. Zoey had thought that she was in the clear in terms of spankings, but Evan proved her wrong by taking her over his knee in the backseat of the car again. The spanking was lighter, but the level of embarrassment was the same as before. And to make it even worse, on their way to the movie theater from the café, Evan once again required her to sit with her warm bare bottom pressed against the car seat.
“I’m sorry for being a brat and having an attitude,” Zoey said quickly. She turned her head and gave him her best puppy dog pout.
Evan grinned at her. “I know you are, pretty girl,” he said. He took one hand off the steering wheel for just a second to pat her thigh. “But I told you that this isn’t for punishment. Ever since you started nursing school, we haven’t had much time to spend together. You’re forgetting your place, but that isn’t your fault. I haven’t been consistent with you. I’m going to do a better job with that, though, starting today.”
Zoey grimaced, but fell silent and faced the front again. She knew that Evan was right. Being in nursing school had put a toll on their relationship, despite their careful precautions to avoid just that. She had been missing Evan like crazy lately. She missed being able to cuddle up on the couch together and walking hand in hand while on dates. Even when they ate meals together, Zoey felt like she was rushing through it so she could get back to studying.
Still, Evan’s words made her uneasy. She wasn’t stupid; she knew that her attitude was worsening lately. A lot of it had to do with school-related stress, but that wasn’t an excuse. There had been several occasions over the last few weeks where she was shocked Evan hadn’t bent her over his knee after she mouthed off at him. He always looked like he was going to, but decided against it at the last second. She knew he was letting her off easy, but now it sounded like that was going to end.
A nervous knot twisted up in her stomach.
She breathed out a sigh of relief when they finally pulled into the movie theater parking lot. She gave Evan a tentative smile, but then her eyebrows furrowed a bit when he didn’tpull into their usual parking spot right in front of the theater. Instead, he turned so that they were heading toward a hidden little parking lot on the far side, away from the theater. Only a couple of other cars were parked there.
“Um, what are you doing?” she asked in a nervous voice. She bit her lip. He wasn’t planning on giving her another spanking in the back of the car, was he? She almost whimpered at the thought.
Evan pulled into a space in the mostly vacant lot and turned off the engine before turning to look at her. “We need to make sure you remember who is in charge while we’re watching the movie.”
Zoey’s lower lip quivered. “Evan, please. I know you’re in charge.”
Evan didn’t answer and instead, stepped out of the car and came around to her side to retrieve her. Zoey nervously but obediently allowed him to guide her back into the backseat of the car. She suppressed a groan as she, for the third time that day, lowered herself over his thighs. She squeezed her eyes shut when Evan peeled down her leggings and panties. She was mentally preparing herself for the familiar stinging slaps against her butt and gasped when she instead felt Evan’s thick fingers spreading her butt cheeks apart.
It was then that Zoey realized what was happening. She squirmed and looked over her shoulder to see that Evan was holding a small butt plug and a bottle of lubricant.
“Evan, no!” she cried, throwing her hands back to shield her exposed bottom. “I don’t want that in while we’re watching a movie.” She tried to keep her voice level, but it was shaking.
Evan’s response was to calmly scoop up her wrists in one hand, drop the plug and lube on the seat behind him, and apply a dozen well-placed swats to Zoey’s naked butt. “I’ve decided that you need this, Zoey,” he said in a stern tone. “You need to obey me and that comes with trusting me. It will help keep you contrite, but it won’t be too uncomfortable. Now, open up for me.”
Zoey hadn’t even realized she had clenched her bottom cheeks so hard that they were beginning to cramp a little. She forced herself to relax her cheeks and Evan wasted no time in sliding a lube-coated finger into her back hole. It didn’t hurt. Evan had given her enough attention to her bottom for her to be well-used to it, but the feeling of something inside her bottom still filled her with an intense sense of shame. She buried her face in her folded arms.
Evan took his time coating the inside of Zoey’s bottom with the lube. He even went so far as to vibrate his finger inside of her, grinning in satisfaction when the movement caused Zoey to squeal into her arms.
Zoey kicked her feet and squeezed her eyes shut, trying to ignore the intrusive feeling in her bottom. Evan was making her efforts nearly impossible as he wiggled his thick finger inside of her. She whimpered feebly, curling her toes inside her purple boots. She was only momentarily relieved when he pulled his finger out.
She couldn’t help but clench her bottom cheeks once again in order to prolong the momentary relief she was feeling. “Please, Evan. This isn’t necessary!”
Evan tsked before roughly grabbing one fleshy bottom cheek in his hand. He squeezed it roughly, forcing Zoey to relax thestiff muscle. He then pulled the mound to the side, once again revealing Zoey’s winking bottom hole. “The fact that you’re still fighting me over this proves that this is necessary.”
Zoey groaned and wriggled when she felt the cold stainless steel plug press up against her warm opening. It was at least twice the width of Evan’s finger. She squeaked as Evan slowly inserted it.
