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SPITFIREShannon Blake couldn’t help it. She simply had to talk herselfinto trouble. This had been a problem for her growing up at home,at school and later on, wherever she worked. She seemed tocrave confrontation and constantly found herself arguing withothers over the smallest of issues.Of course, this was before she met Erik Powell.The two had been dating less than a month when Shannon managedto instigate a loud argument in the middle of a film theywere watching. Aggravated by Shannon’s behavior and embarrassedat being part of a public spectacle, Erik took his date bythe arm, lead her out of the movie theater and into the parkinglot where he proceeded to tell her what an intolerable pain inthe ass she was being. Then, as if to illustrate his point,he put his foot onto the rear fender of his car, pulled Shannonacross his uplifted leg and slapped her bottom. She began toyell something at him but before she could catch her breathhe smacked her ass again and was soon spanking her quite soundly.Shannon’s flimsy skirt and silk panties offered little protectionagainst the onslaught of Erik’s powerful hand as it came downagain and again, each time delivering a stinging handful of heatto the young woman’s aching backside. Erik gave Shannon’s bottomone last wallop before letting her down. Once her feet were backon the ground, Shannon could to do little but try to regain hercomposure as Erik unlocked his door got into the driver’s seat.He started the engine and waited for her to get in, which sheeventually did.It was uncomfortably quiet inside Erik’s car as he droveShannon home.”I understand if you don’t want to see me again.” he said afterseven minutes on the road.Shannon didn’t respond. She just stared out the window watchingtrees and houses pass in and out of view. She was stunned, not bythe spanking she’d just received, but by the fact that she wasn’tthe least bit angry or upset about it. She felt oddly at peace.It was strange because, even if she was in the right, she neverfelt pleased or vindicated after a dispute, only frustratedand empty. This felt entirely different. It was like tastingsome exotic flavor for the first time. And she wanted more.By the time they arrived at Shannon’s apartment building, Erikhad taken his date’s silence to mean that their brief courtshipwas at an end. So he was more than a little surprised when sheinvited him in.”I’m sorry we missed the end of the movie.” Shannon said from thekitchen as Erik made himself comfortable on the couch. She enteredthe living room with a drink in each hand. “I don’t know what cameover me.” She handed Erik a glass as she sat down next to him.They sipped their drinks and smiled politely at each other.After a painfully long minute, Shannon spoke up again.”So, do you spank all the women you date?””Well…” Erik began with a laugh. “I’m not sure a gentlemanshould answer a question like that. Do you call every man youdate a jerk?””I didn’t call you a jerk.” Shannon countered. “I said you wereacting like one.”Erik began to answer but then thought better of it.”I really don’t want to argue anymore tonight.” he said calmly,then took a sip from his glass.”Of course not! You know I’m right!””Look!” Erik said, putting his glass on the coffee table.”Are you spoiling for another trip across my knee?!”Shannon paused, then gulped down the remainder of her drinkbefore placing the glass on the table next to his.”Not `spoiling’ exactly.” she said. “I think maybe `intrigued’would be a better word.”As she spoke, she leaned forward to meet Erik’s waiting lips.They kissed, softly at first, then deeply with passion. Erik wasa bit disappointed when Shannon suddenly broke from the kiss andpushed herself from him. But he understood her motives when shekicked off her pumps and halkalı escort slowly crawled across his lap, offeringto him her firm, round bottom. Without a word, Erik placed hisleft hand on the small of Shannon’s back while his right beganto roam slowly across her ass cheeks. She sighed heavily as hegave her left buttock a gentle squeeze and grunted slightly whenhe gave her right one a mild smack. Shannon pressed herselfagainst Erik’s leg as he continued to give her sore ass a deep,soothing massage interrupted by an occasional slap to one cheekor the other.Then he stopped and with deliberate slowness lifted the hem ofher skirt exposing her beautiful panty-clad bottom. Once again,he began alternately caressing and swatting Shannon’s cheeks whileshe continued to moan. As the rubbing got deeper, the swats camefaster, each a little harder than the last. Erik was soon spankingShannon with strong, full-armed strokes. Her feet left the flooras a particularly sharp slap landed across her reddening fanny.Noticing this, Erik massaged the area where his hand printappeared on her right cheek. He then pulled her panties downto the backs of her knees and continued to rub the tender area.A minute later, he was back to soundly slapping her ass.Shannon was wincing with every swat and yet she couldn’t keep butfrom grinning as she felt herself becoming hot all over- not justher ass, but her face and her body. An intoxicating warmth spreadfrom the tops of her ears to the tips of her toes. She’d gone frommoist to drenched when Erik slid her panties down and now that hewas spanking her bare bottom she was delirious with the mixture ofpleasure, pain and humiliation. The swats were coming down hardand fast now. Shannon began to kick and cry out. Her cheeks wereablaze and felt as if they were throbbing two beats faster thanher heart. Finally, as the spanking reached a fevered pitch,Shannon managed to say one coherent word:”Please!”Erik recognized the sound in her voice and knew immediately thatthis was not just a request for him to stop spanking her, but ademand for him to start doing something else. He delivered twomore swats, one to each cheek and quickly began to massage themonce again. He kneaded her burning buttocks, squeezing and pattingthem as well. As he did this, he occasionally let his fingerswander between her thighs to explore her wetness. It didn’ttake long for him to realize that she was ready. Erik gatheredShannon’s limp, quivering body into his arms rolling her over ashe lifted her. She looked up at him through her weepy eyes as hecarried her to the bedroom. There was no anger on his face,no contempt or superiority. It was clear that he had simplygiven her something of which she had been in dire need- a loving,attentive hand.The next morning, the two had a long discussion over breakfast.They decided that Shannon could benefit from a lifestyle thatincluded spankings in response to her verbal outbursts.They agreed on a simple set of rules then shook hands and kissedto seal the deal.During the months that followed, they stuck to their plan.Every time Shannon lost her temper and flew off the handle,she was soon punished with an old-fashioned tanning sessionacross Erik’s lap. If she used particularly poor judgment in herchoice of words while quarreling, she would also spend ten orfifteen minutes standing in a corner with her freshly paintedback porch on display.Erik even managed to slip the details of this arrangement intotheir wedding vows. At the altar, after audibly promising to loveand cherish her, Erik leaned in and whispered a few private wordsinto the ear of his new bride.”I also vow to take this little spitfire across my knee and spankher bare bottom bright red whenever she needs it.”Shannon şişli escort blushed at the thought of someone overhearing this andwhen she saw the giddy smile on the minister’s face as he askedfor the rings her face turned the shade of raspberry sherbet.One year later, to the day, found Shannon in her kitchen preparinga first anniversary dinner for her husband. She’d left work threehours early in order to surprise him when he came home. The food,all his favorite dishes, came out perfectly and was on the tableat 6:00- the time Erik normally walked through their front door.By 6:15 the food had cooled and Erik wasn’t home yet, so Shannonput the meat and vegetable dishes in the oven. She left a concernedmessage on Erik’s voice mail at 6:30 and two angry ones at 6:45and 7:00. At 7:15, Erik finally arrived home to find his wifestaring coldly at him from her chair at the dinner table.”Happy anniversary!” she began sarcastically.Erik stood silently in the doorway while Shannon flew intoa tirade. She went into great detail about her efforts to makethis evening special and how upset she was that he didn’t evenbother to call and tell her he’d be late. She declared that Erikdidn’t really love her, that he only cared about himself and thatshe had no idea why they were together. She peppered thesestatements with an abundance of cruel insults and extremelyfowl language. She was about to grab the carefully prepared tableand flip it over in her rage when she suddenly noticed a band-aidon her husband’s forehead.”What the hell is that?” she said, her voice softening as sheapproached him.”Just a bump.” he told her. “I got car-jacked this afternoon.”Erik walked with Shannon to the dinner table and sat down as hecalmly explained that a young man had assaulted him in the officeparking lot. He said that he’d handed his keys over as ordered,then the man bashed him on the head with the butt of a pistol anddrove off. “I spent the next two hours at the police stationfiling a report. I took a cab home.””But why didn’t you call?” Shannon asked.”My cell phone was in the car.” Erik said. “I guess I couldhave called from the station, but I didn’t want to worry you.Besides, I didn’t know you’d be home early tonight.””Oh, honey!” Shannon kissed his bruised forehead. “You mustbe starving! Let me put dinner back on the table.” she said,walking into the kitchen.”Dinner can wait!” Erik stated in a manner that stopped Shannonin her tracks.She turned around to see Erik’s angry stare.”I just talked myself into a spanking, didn’t I?””Don’t underestimate yourself!” Erik replied with a slight smirk.”You not only talked yourself into a spanking, you talkedyour panties all the way down to your ankles! Now get in theliving room! And bring the chair with you!”Shannon dreaded that phrase: “bring the chair”. It meant that shewas in big trouble. Those three words told Shannon that Erik wouldsoon be rolling up his sleeve. They foretold kicking and tears andpromised that she’d soon be rubbing her throbbing red bottom asshe stood in the corner.Shannon took a chair from the table and brought it into the nextroom where her husband was waiting, arms folded. Erik snatched thechair from her, placed it on the floor and immediately sat down.Before she could blink twice, Shannon was over his lap with herskirt up and her panties down. Erik gave his wife’s soft, roundass cheeks a few preliminary rubs and squeezes.”We should get new carpet.” she said. “This burnt umber shade iskind of yucky.””I don’t think it’s so bad.” Erik replied as he began gentlyslapping her ass.”Sure! You’re not the one who has to stare at it all the time!”Making small talk with a few jokes thrown in was Shannon’s wayof lightening Erik’s sarıyer escort mood before a spanking. And to a certainextent, it worked. Of course, it never completely got her out ofbeing punished. Once Erik decided to take Shannon to the woodshed,she was going to the woodshed!Shannon glanced over her shoulder nervously.”May I ask how bad I’m going to get it?””Yes, you may.” Erik said, then continued giving her bottoma warm-up.”Thanks.” she replied toward the floor. After a dozen or somoderate swats, she looked back over her shoulder again.”How bad am I going to get it?!””I want you to imagine that I’m putting an English muffin intoour toaster.””Okay.” Shannon replied tentatively.”Now what are the three settings on the dial of that toaster?””Um… light?” the young woman guessed with a hint of hope inher voice.”Good. Keep going.””Medium?””One more.” Erik replied as he casually rolled up hisright sleeve.Shannon swallowed hard.”Dark?””Bingo!””Damn!” she said through pouting lips. “Why do you always haveto toast muffins like that?!””It makes the butter melt quickly.” said Erik and with thathe lifted his hand and delivered the first serious swat.Shannon yelped and gritted her teeth in anticipation of thenext one, which also proved to be a real stinger. Like a pitcherwho was properly warmed up, Erik soon brought the spanking to anintense pace. He smacked his wife’s bottom with all the speed andstrength he could summon. Shannon began whimpering and her eyeswere filled with tears.”His hand is so hard!” she thought. “How can such a sweet manhave such rough, powerful hands?!”Her buttocks felt like molten glass. Trying to brace herself,she grabbed onto the left front and rear legs of the chair.She tried not to kick, but her reflexes soon took over and herfeet were flying wildly through the air. As the torrent of slapscontinued to scorch her burning backside, Shannon began bawlinglike a c***d sent to the principal’s office. She apologizedprofusely through her tears and promised that she would neverlose her temper again. Unconvinced, Erik continued spanking hiswife until her ass was raw, red and swollen.”Okay, stand up.” Erik finally commanded.Shannon pushed herself from his lap and stood sobbing before him.Erik took his sweetheart into his arms hugging her and kissing hertear-stained face until she stopped crying. He then took Shannongently by the arm to the corner near the couch. He was about totell her that she was to stand there with her panties down forthe next fifteen minutes when the phone rang. Erik went into thekitchen to answer it.As she stood in the corner gripping her sizzling buns in bothhands, two thoughts ran through Shannon’s mind. One was that herhusband had the hardest hands she’d ever felt, the other wasthat she must be the luckiest woman on Earth.Erik returned a minute later. He told Shannon the police hadfound his car. “It’s at the impound lot downtown. They say ithasn’t been damaged. I told them you’d drive me down in a fewhours to pick it up.” He put his hand on Shannon’s shoulder andturned her around so he could look into her soft, watery eyes.”Happy anniversary!” she said with a sincere smile.They embraced.”Happy anniversary!” he replied, laughing a bit as he reacheddown to firmly cup her burning ass cheeks in his rugged hands.As he did this, Erik kissed his way down Shannon’s neck toher chest.”Baby…” she whispered. “I want to put some antiseptic onyour forehead. I don’t want you to get an infection.””Yes!” Erik groaned back, his voice a bit muffled as he pressedhis lips into her cleavage. “And I’m going to rub some cream onyour bottom. I don’t want you to blister.”Moaning softly, Shannon tilted her head back as her right handunzipped Erik’s pants and deftly maneuvered its way intohis underwear.”What am I going to do with you?” Erik asked with a knowing smile.”Just keep loving me, okay?” Shannon replied, looking hopefullyinto her husband’s adoring eyes.”Let me tell you something, my little spitfire…” Erik said,giving the tip of her nose a kiss. “I’ll love you ’til youcan’t sit down!”THE END
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