Page 11 of His Loving Guidance
James paused after he doubled the belt over, considering the nature of Lucy’s transgressions. He hated to use the belt, but he had forgotten the paddle at home. After the stunt she had pulled, a simple hand spanking would not do. For a second, he considered going to the kitchen to search for a wooden spoon or a spatula, but the image of Lucy navigating the unfamiliar roads after sneaking out caused his grip on the belt to tighten. The belt it was. Satisfied with his decision, he came up beside her to place one hand on her lower back. If she tried to block the blows, he was prepared to grab her wrists.
“Keep your legs spread as they are, feet planted on the floor. This is going to hurt a lot, Lucy. More than the other times I’ve punished you. But I’m giving you the punishment you earned.”
“I know. I’m not scared.” Her declaration clashed with the shakiness of her voice, but he got her meaning well enough. She was scared, but not scared of James.
“You don’t have to be brave in front of me, Lucy girl. I know you’re afraid of the punishment you have coming. Anyone would be. But I know you trust me to do it right.”
His words broke her. A sob burst from her throat as a shudder racked her body. “I do trust you, James. I love you. And I’m so sorry.” Mores sniffles escaped her, and James fought the urge to gather her up in his arms. Later, he told himself. Later he could hold her until morning.
He raised the belt up and brought it down with a resounding crack. He watched as a thick red line appeared on her flesh. The next blow caught her thighs, causing her to sob anew. She clenched her bottom cheeks once, but immediately relaxed them, no doubt as a result of the intrusive plug. Determined to make his point and get the spanking over with as quickly as possible, he gave her twenty good slaps with the leather before dropping the belt to the floor. It was over. Thank goodness.
The cries that filled the room tugged at his soul, and he sat next to her on the bed, caressing her back as her sobs subsided. When she had calmed down enough to rise up, he carried her to a huge rocking chair across the room. Minutes passed and he simply held her, loved her, and murmured comforting phrases into her ear. She buried her face in his chest, breathing heavily as the last of her sniffles ceased. She was shaking the way she always did after a punishment, but he knew it would end soon. The first time it had worried him, but he now understood it was part of her body’s normal reaction.
“Are you all right, Lucy? Talk to me, sweetheart. I want to hear your voice.”
“I’m here,” she said through a teary smile, gazing up at him with unrestrained adoration. It still blew him away sometimes that she admired him for spanking her, for punishing her when she had broken a rule or felt guilty over something. His only regret was that they had not discovered domestic discipline sooner in their relationship.
“Tell me how you’re feeling.”
“I love you so much. So much it hurts sometimes.”
He chuckled. “You always say that after I punish you.”
“But it’s true. I’ve never been so happy in my life. I thought Wendy finding those letters was the end of the world. Now I don’t feel like it’s such a big deal after all. Weird, huh?”
“I don’t think it’s weird. I think sharing your problems with me takes some of the burden off your shoulders. I knew you had issues with your mother and sister when I married you. None of that mattered to me then, and it doesn’t matter to me now. I’m here for you, Lucy, always.”
“James?”
“Yes?”
“When can I take the plug out?”
“Does it hurt?”
“Not really, but I’d still like it out.”
He smoothed her hair behind her ears, and pulled her close again. After the harsh punishment he had given her, he needed the comfort just as much as she did. The feel of her in his arms, calm and collected after what she had endured, was a priceless treasure. “We can take the plug out now if you’re ready.”
“Okay.”
Gingerly, she scooted off his lap. He gestured at the bed. Blushing, she bent over and rested on her forearms. Wide, crimson lines covered her bottom and upper thighs. He took his time, inspecting her punished backside. When he was satisfied that there were no bruises or serious welts, he boldly reached between her legs to stroke her pussy.
“James!”
“Have we ever not made love on a day I punished you, Lucy?”
“N – No, but we’ve never done it directly afterwards. You just punished me. I don’t think I deserve it.”
James bit back a laugh. “Lucy, the air has been cleared. Your punishment is over. I’ve forgiven you.” He slipped two fingers into her warmth, discovering her moister than he had expected. She was not as ready for him as she was after a maintenance spanking, but she was not far from it.
She moaned, but abruptly closed her legs together and attempted to stand up. James nudged her back in place, holding her down on the bed as he explored her pussy. He circled her clit and dipped back in her center to discover her arousal growing by the second. The plug was still seated in her ass, and he poked at it a few times before twisting the end and beginning a slow pumping motion.
“I’m going to remove it now. Bear down as I pull out.”
The plug slid out more easily than it had going in. James instructed Lucy to wait while he tossed it in the bathroom sink. After he returned, he paid her clit more attention, stroking it in precise circles as her hips rose and fell against his hand. The scent of her arousal filled the air, and James knew she was ready. It bothered him that she felt she did not deserve to make love to him right after a spanking. He was about to show her how much she meant to him, and he planned to make her orgasm multiple times.
She fought her first release, but shuddered and ground against his hand as he wrung out every last contraction until she collapsed, panting over the covers while he waited for her to float back down to Earth. When her breathing slowed and she attempted to stand up, he flipped her over and slammed his cock into her entrance. He took her completely, teasing her with slow, sensuous strokes until she begged for more and he responded with quick, deep thrusts as he gripped her hips. All the worry he had experienced when he discovered her missing from the cabin melted away as they became lost in each other.
The rest of their time on the mountain was without incident. A perfect vacation. They swam in a nearby lake, went hiking a few more times, and enjoyed the hot tub. Most of their time, however, was spent in the bedroom.
A day before their return home, Wendy texted Lucy to say she had found a full-time waitress job with evening hours. Even with Wendy’s reluctant acceptance when it came to Lucy and James’ DD marriage, it was comforting to know they would have plenty of alone time. Their Friday night maintenance spanking ritual would not be disrupted, and Wendy promised to keep the personal details of their marriage a secret. Even if someone else found them out, Lucy no longer believed it would be the end of the world. It would merely be a challenge they faced together. As they made the return trip down the mountain, she felt cherished and at peace with James by her side, and her soul danced the whole way home.
