02/12/2007
I am supposed to be grounded....lol....laughable right? Apparently my
overbearing....ooops, I mean, my darling husband does not find this humorous.
And apparently he finds my ignoring his punishments less than amusing as well.
So here is what happened today.....ughhhh
I have been grounded to the house for the week, unless Im going to work,
school, or somewhere with my escort because of the stunt Kristina & I pulled
in Home Depot last week. Lol. It *was* hilarious. :) Well I knew the hubby would
be working late today.....he has a deployment quickly approaching and he had
said they've been very busy and he wouldn't be home for dinner......translation,
he wont be home til after 10pm so I am free until then.....sort of.
Now I thought I had this well planned and completely thought out. I even
set up my home phone to call forward to my cell because I knew he would call to
check on me. See, smart girl. :) Kristina and I decided to go
shopping.......again. He called.....I answered and said I was home watching DVR
of Dr Phil.....he hung up quickly....lol.
We are happily strolling through the mall when I hear a familiar voice,
"Hey Mrs Moose, where's the drill instructor?" I spin and see our good friend
Robert. Sad right? Even his own Marines call him the drill instructor.....lol.
The man needs to smile. :) I hugged Robert and mentioned something about my not
supposed to be out of the house, so please dont mention we saw each other. He
agreed......I cook for this man.....alot.....he knows better than to
squeal.....and he is the same rank as my hubby so he has little to worry about
from the Marine. So off Kristina and I go.....merrily along our shopping
trip.
At about 930p we are getting ready to leave and head home when my phone
rings, him again. "Where are you at angel?" Awww.....aint he sweet? Lol. "Home
honey. WHen are you coming home?" I answered trying to sound as innocent as
possible. "About an hour baby. You dont have to wait up if youre tired." I
hurried him off the phone and told Kristina we were in the clear, another hour
until he would be home so we were fine.
As we pull in the driveway, I can see my dining room light is on.....and I
did not leave it on. But I dont see his truck, so maybe I forgot I turned it on.
Anyway, I grabbed my stuff from Kristina's trunk and rushed it into the
guestroom.....stuffed it way in the back of the closet so I can bring out my new
found treasures one at a time and slowly introduce them into the house since I
was not authorized to make these $700 worth of purchases tonight. Lol. The
Marine takes time to get used to new treasures.....lots of time. :)
I walk out of the room backwards and flip the light off before shutting the
door. When I turn around I turned right into a solid wall. And my wall was not
there 3 minutes ago. Yep the wall didnt move either. It is not my wall.....it is
my husband. Damn damn damn.
"You scared me." I squeaked at him. "Why is that baby? Oh wait, silly
question. You're scared because you snuck out when you were grounded......oh no,
wait, maybe you're scared because you LIED to me Natalie Lynn.....TWICE. Oh
wait, could there be more? I wonder what was just stuffed into that
closet......I am pretty certain you wouldnt be hiding groceries in a closet. How
many rules have you broken today girl?" His voice is pure irritation, with a
hint of anger. I am screwed and I know it. Im trying to think FAST.....really
fast.
"Um I was only gone for a half hour because Kristina took me to pick up
something I bought for your birthday. I didnt think youd mind." I look up at him
and pout slightly, praying he is going to believe this. "Sweet Lynn.....other
than the fact that you just LIED again. You were gone more than a half hour.
I've been here 2 hours now little girl. I left work to come home and spend time
with my wife and not only is she gone, she lies to me, then when she is caught
she lies again." Damage control now.....he knows I lied about the time but he
didnt mention the purchases, so he bought that one, but crap lying is
bad.....really bad.
An intelligent woman would start backtracking
now.....apologizing.....begging. But I dont seem to be in an intelligent
mood.....infact Im in a down right rotten mood. One of those, "screw off
darling, Ill do whatever the fuck I want to darling, and go get bent darling"
moods.....know what I mean? Damn Irish genes.
"Im not 5 Jason and you cant ground me. Im an adult and if I want to go
shopping with my girlfriends then I will do it. You should have told me you were
coming home, you didnt. So YOU LIED." I am attempting to sound tough and trying
to look just as tough. Kind of hard to do when you're 5'7" on your tippy toes
and he is 6'1". "I can not believe you. An adult? Is that what you call what you
& Kristina did last week? Adult? She used a display toilet on a showroom
floor and you encouraged it! You got kicked out of a store for life Lynn. For
something beyond ignorant not to mention immature. I dont know any other adults
aside from you two that would even consider doing shit like that. You act like a
child, I will treat you like one." His voice is elevated now, and he kind of has
a point.
"I wasnt even the one who shit in the store Jason. I just laughed about it.
You would have to. Anyway, it doesnt matter. Im an adult and Im not grounded
anymore." I poked my index finger into his chest as I said this, trying again to
intimidate him......or at the very least make it so he wouldnt care to fight
about it tonight. Fight......such a funny word. We never get to fight in this
house.......the rest of the world is lucky.....they can fight all day with their
spouses.....me? Yeah freaking right. About 2 seconds worth and then Im quickly
subdued....lol.
He glares down at me and grabs my wrist.....the man's hand can encircle my
entire freaking wrist. Talk about helpless. "Is that so? Not grounded? We will
see about that. I wonder which will happen first.......me deciding to unground
you or the marks that Im about to put on your ass healing? Im going to guess
quite a while on both." He is practically dragging me down the hall toward our
room. Im trying to dig in my heels, pull my arm away, anything to escape. "Baby
no, you cant spank me. Youre angry. Ill never forgive you if you spank me when
youre angry."
He stops and turns to look at me, a foot or so from our door. "I am not
angry Natalie Lynn. But I am irritated with your behavior and now your mouth.
And I am going to make an impression on you so you understand how much I dislike
my wife lying to me. Got it?" Somehow that was not comforting. Ok, plan
C.......defiance didnt work (never does), guilt didnt work, lets try seduction.
:) I wrap my arms around his chest and hug him tightly, then look up at him and
pout a little, "Baby, Im sorry. I'll be a good girl and obey my grounding. Lets
just forget tonight happened. You said you came home to spend time with
me......so spend time with me. Make love to me." He slides his fingers through
my belt loops and lifts me up to kiss me......gotta love that. :) Then sits me
back down, kisses my forehead and just when I thought I may have gotten out of
it, he opened his damn mouth again, "Sorry pumpkin, not happening. I'll make
love to you.....AFTER I whip your bratty little ass."
I stomp my foot and yell at him, "Like hell you will. I wont ever let you
fuck me again." He laughs, "Not much choice in that darling. You're mine. Dont
make threats you cant follow through with short stuff." Damn damn damn. Into the
room we go.
I'm not ready to give this up yet so I figure I will go back to defiance.
Dont even ask why.....I cant answer you. It has never worked......ever. But for
God knows what reason, Natalie feels backed into a corner she just has to try to
fight her way out of it. Some sort of natural reflex......though why God gave it
to a submissive woman is beyond me. Im like some bipolar brat.....lol. "Pants
down, bend over the bed." He barks at me. Here goes some more
unintelligence....."No. I dont have to and you cant make me." Um.....actually
yes he can.....pretty freaking easily too. He laughs again.....must find this
challenge entertaining. This only infuriates me more. "Keep laughing fuck face.
I still aint doing it." Oh my God I didnt choke on that.....it came
out......damn it. Judging by the look on his face and the sudden halt in
laughter, he heard what I said at the same time I did and if I didnt believe Id
actually said it before, I believe it now. Damn it.
Our eyes are locked and he is approaching me, very slowly.....just glaring
at me. I cant even look away. Im frozen but staring straight at him. He stops
directly infront of me, glares for another minute or so without a word being
spoken. Then he grabs a handful of my hair and pulls.....hard.....tilting my
head to the side as he leans down to whisper into my ear. "What did you just say
to me little girl?" His voice gives me chills.....that tone of voice, that calm,
steely voice in my ear.....oh my God, beyond unnerving. He pulls harder, "I
asked you a question and I expect an answer Lynn." Im frantic, my mind drowning,
surely I cant repeat it. "I umm....Im sorrryyyy Sirrr." is all that escapes. "No
ma'am, thats certainly not what I heard. I believe I heard MY wife not only tell
me NO but she swore at me....and what word was it you used? Tell me that wasn't
the word that we agreed was banned from this house. Surely it couldnt have been
the vulgar F word that I heard, directed at me none the less." His hand
tightening its grip. "Babyyy pleasseee. I didnt mean it. It just slipped out."
He leans down and whispers again, "Get your damn pants down and bend over the
edge of that bed now Lynn. If I were you I'd find an obedient bone in your body
right now....you do not want to see what will happen if you defy me again young
lady." Then he let go of my hair and walked out of the room. I very quickly did
as he told me to do and tried to prepare myself for what I was certain would be
a horrible spanking.
His hand again entangled in my hair as he very roughly pulled my head back,
"Open your mouth." I look and see he is holding a bar of soap a few inches from
my face. Obviously the first reaction is to close your mouth and refuse. Not
smart. "ALright, fine. This is going to be the hard way too. Suit yourself." I
quickly submitted, "No Sir, Im sorry. I'll open it." He put that damn soap in my
mouth and then immediately pulled his belt from his waist.
I *hate* soap and I *hate* the belt. I grabbed hold of the blankets and
closed my eyes. "This is for your mouth, your sass, your cursing me.....lets see
if we can change that attitude, shall we?" His voice dripping with sarcasm as he
started to whip me.....good. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK Good lord this man can
strap......amazingly effectively. Im dancing back and forth on my feet, trying
not to move too much out of position, but trying desperately to avoid his
swatting. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK "You know better young lady. How's that soap
taste?" More sarcasm. The soap is disgusting and it burns.....I want to spit it
out so bad but I know better right now. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
He continues to lay into me with his belt. I swipe at tears as they start
to spill over onto my cheeks but then again grab the blankets and squeeze
tightly. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK "I deserve more respect than that
from my wife. Would I ever talk to you like that??? Would I?" I shake my head
no.....I know he wouldnt ever curse at me like that. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK He
lays the belt down beside my on the bed and walks to our closet. My heart is
racing, my bottom on fire, my mouth sore and burning from this damn soap.
He walks back over to me, placing his hand on my lower back to remind me to
stay in position. Damn it.....he is either going to paddle me or cane
me.....damn it damn it. "This my love, is for lying to me. No matter how small
or stupid you think it is, you never lie to me." CRACK The first swat causes me
to instinctively bite down.....right on that damn soap. YUCK. God I hate this
paddle......I know immediately by the force, this is our largest paddle. A
friend of ours, also a military man, made it for us when we married......sweet
right? Ughhh. He even painted it red, white & blue with stars and wrote 'Old
Glory' on it. Freaking men....ughhhh. It is a heavy paddle, maple I think,
solid, no holes.....and my God does it hurt. CRACK CRACK CRACK I stand up on my
tip toes and again bite down.....YUCK! "You know better Lynn. You knew better
and you did it anyway." CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK Rapid swats now on my
sore bottom making me whimper audibly even through the soap. CRACK CRACK CRACK
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK "You NEVER lie to
me. Starting to get the message little girl?" CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
CRACK CRACK I nod my head yes over and over. Tears streaming down my face. His
hand again on the small of my back, pushing me down and then he plants several
very hard swats on my upper thighs, each one making me yelp. CRACK CRACK CRACK
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK "Corner
NOW" His voice making me jump, I scurry off to the corner, thankful the paddling
is over.
I stand there in the corner, tears still slowly trickling down my face, the
soap still in my mouth, my bottom absolutely on fire. I can feel the skin
tighten everytime I slightly shift from foot to foot.....wooden implements hurt
like hell, and that awful burn only subsides into an equally unpleasant
tightness. "Turn around and come here." I turn and slowly start to walk over to
him, eyes locked on the floor in my approach. I stop just shy of him. He reaches
his hand out and tucks it under my chin to raise my face to his. "Look at me
when I speak to you Lynn." I glance up at him and try not to cry, I hate seeing
that look on his face. "Have I made my point? Are you going to curse at me like
that again? Lie to me again?" I shake my head no and mumble the word through the
soap. "Open your mouth" he reaches up and takes the soap from me and sits it on
the nightstand. "Thank you." He brushes a tear away from my eye with his thumb
and then wraps his arms around me. I lay my head to his chest and sob for a
minute or two, he rubs my back and then he says it, God why did he have to say
it, "You're still mad at yourself....you havent let it go.....wasn't enough?" I
squeeze him tighter and sob more, I want so badly to say Ive had enough but I
cant, Id be lying. I hate being defiant to him.....and somehow when Im in a bad
mood he is the first person Ill rebel against, even if it isnt even directed at
him, I lash out and Im disrespectful and it is not ok. I have a really hard time
forgiving myself for that. I look up at him hesitantly and whisper, "No Sir, it
wasn't enough." Then I quickly turn away again.
He hugs me and then spins me back around
and pushes me down over the bed and picks up his belt again. My body is shaking,
Im so worked up. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK He starts to strap me again, just as
intensely as he had originally. I sobbed into the blankets. He didnt lecture
now, didnt need to and he knew it. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK "I love
you and I know you didnt mean it baby." His voice calm, soothing. WHACK WHACK
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
WHACK I cried hard, finally able to let it go.....maybe not quite forgive
myself, but let it go because I knew he had forgiven me and I knew he knew I was
truly sorry. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK Another couple dozen swats and he again dropped
the belt.
I laid there dangling from the bed for a few minutes with him sitting next
to me, running his fingers through my hair. I picked my head up and laid it on
his lap and wrapped my arms around his waist. "Im sorry. I love you and Im so
sorry. I would have rather spent the night with you than go out with Kristina.
Im sorry." He wiped at my tears again and smiled at me, "I know babygirl. Come
here." He pulled me up and sat me straddling his lap, my arms wrapped around his
neck, his around my waist with one hand softly rubbing my bottom, and he kissed
me......the man still gives me butterflies, kind of sick right...lol. And he
kept his word......he made love to me......AFTER he whipped my bratty ass. :)
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