Valarie showed up at the house to put Patty’s 16 year old Golden retriever down. The new veterinarian at the clinic was kind and gentle with Dakota, but she also showered Patty with compassion and support during her emotional turmoil. They became close friends. Valerie finally agreed to move in with Patty during Thanksgiving weekend after they have been dating for six months. It had only been a week, but Patty was finding some of Val’s bad habits annoying.
“Take your dirty mug back to the kitchen.” Patty handed Val the mug along with a smack but missed. Val has always bragged about herself being quick, and that’s how she avoided getting bitten by some of her less than friendly patients. Val simply smiled at Patty with a silly grin.
“I just can’t figure out how you can be so meticulous and carry such high standards at work, but you are such a slob at home.”
“That’s what technicians are for.” Without turning her head, Val added, “or blame it on my parents, they let me grow up with a housekeeper that did EVERYTHING for me.”
“One of these days, I am so going to beat the crap out of you.”
Sticking her head out of the kitchen, Val smiled, “Oh pleeease, I am so afraid.” Nonetheless, Val couldn’t deny the feeling of arousal at the sound of Patty’s threat.
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Valarie was bored being home alone after a half shift on a Saturday. Patty has been away for three days on a business trip. Val poured herself a glass of orange juice, gulped it down after settling down on the couch.
Patty walked into the house an hour later to find Val playing with her phone with total concentration. But what caught her attention were the two coffee cups and an empty glass on the coffee table in front of her lover.
Patty walked over, tapped Val on the head and asked, “Behaving?”
Val looked up for a moment and accepted the deep kiss from Patty.
A quick intake of breath, “Hmmm. I can see that.” Patty messed with Val’s short straight hair before she walked away. Instead of feeling annoyed, she found her lover adorable, always giving 100% to every job she does, including playing Candy Crush. Patty thought to herself: It’s a good thing that she is not addicted to video games.
Before walking up the stairs, Patty turned to look at her lover, “I am going to take a shower. Why don’t you clean up the mess in front of you? And take care of the dirty dishes in the sink before I come down and find you in trouble.”
Lifting her head to glaze at Patty, “how do you know I have dishes in the sink?”
Patty sighed, rolled her eyes and shook her head while walking up to the bedroom. “Call it divine revelation.”
***** ***** *****
Patty was surprised to see Valarie back on the couch, again totally devoted to whatever game she was playing. “That was quick.”
Valarie responded with a sweet smile, but never lifted her eyes away from her game.
“I am going to make myself a cup of coffee. Do you want anything?”
“No, thank you.”
Patty disappeared into the kitchen. “Val, have you seen my mug?”
Starting to get a little annoyed, Patty stood in front of Valarie with her arms crossed on her chest. “Why do I get the feeling that you have something to do with it?”
Still no response.
“You’d better find it before I do. You and your sugar in your coffee. You will be in big trouble if I find mold growing out of my favorite mug.” Patty has been using the same mug since graduate school at Brown University. She loves the feel of that mug and the handle fits perfectly in her hand. She had asked Valerie not to use her mug since Valarie has a habit of leaving her dirty mugs everywhere, sometimes for days before they turned up at some very unusual places.
Patty walked back to the kitchen to make coffee when something caught her attention, somewhat hidden under the refrigerator. When she picked it up, it was, to her surprise, a piece of ceramic from her favorite mug. Determined to teach her young lover a lesson, she tugged the piece into her pocket and waited for her coffee to brew.
Seated herself next to Val, Patty asked again, “are you sure you have not seen my mug?”
“Not in the last 24 hours.”
Patty gently took the cell phone out of her lover’s hand while watching Val with a stern look. Val froze, eyes dilated, and purposely avoiding eye contact. Her stomach stirred when she saw a piece of red and black ceramic flicking between Patty’s fingers.
“So how do you explain this?”
Blood drained from Valerie’s head. She was desperately trying but unable to come up with any intelligent answers. Without even knowing what happened, she found herself laying across Patty’s knee with her bottom sticking up in a vulnerable position.
“Anything you want to tell me before we start?”
Patty tightened her grip on her lover and used her right leg to trap Val’s legs. Smack, smack, smack, and Valerie started laughing.
“Well, apparently, you are not taking me seriously.” Patty propped her left leg up, giving herself enough room to pull the ties on Val’s scrub pants. With one tug, the pants fell. Patty had always wondered how anybody can be comfortable in those pants only being held up by a simple knot, but it’s certainly convenient when it comes to getting it down.
Next, Val’s panties joined her scrub paints at her knee. Feeling embarrassed, Val struggled to get up. Patty tightened her grip and starting raining down fire on Val’s bottom.
After a few dozen smacks, Val confessed, “Okay, okay. I am sorry. But I’ve already ordered a replacement online. It will be here on Monday with express shipping!”
Patty starred down at her lover completely dumbfounded. She resumed the spanking fast and furious.
“Dr. Valerie Thompson, apparently, you have not figured out why you landed yourself in this position in the first place.”
Val’s face now matched the color of her bottom. Despite the burning pain, Val was overtaken by the sense of guilt; she tightened her grip on the couch, willing herself to take the punishment she well deserved.
After what feels like forever, Val finally begged, “Patty, I am really sorry, please.”
Looking at her contrite lover, Patty final stopped the spanking to guide Val on her lap. Val immediately buried her face on Patty’s neck, hugging Patty tightly like her life depended on it. After a minute, Patty lifted Val’s chin to look her in the eye, she spoke softly, “now are you ready to tell me why you are sorry?”
“Your mug slipped out of my hand. It was an accident.”
“Okay. So why did you use my mug in the first place? We have plenty of coffee mugs.”
“They are not the right size. You know, I am picky! I only like four of them. Plus yours.”
Patty started to gentle rub Val’s tender bottom. “So you are telling me there were at least four dirty mugs lying around the house at one point and you used mine because you ran out of clean cups?”
“… Sort of.” Feeling the hand stopped on her right cheek and seeing the stern look on Patty’s face, Val quickly added, “YES, and I am sorry.”
“Okay. What else?”
Val was reluctant until she felt a little tap on her sensitive bottom. “And I tried to hide my mistake by ordering a replacement.”
“That was sneaky, and what else?”
With a fading voice, “I lied when you asked me about it?”
“That’s right. See how you get yourself into deeper trouble trying to cover up one little bad habit.”
Val once again buried her face in Party’s neck. With a quiet voice, she asked, “Can I ask you something?”
Lifting her head to look at Patty, “I have a really high pain tolerance. How come your hand doesn’t hurt when my ass is on fire?”
“Who said my hand is not hurting? It feels like my arm was going to fall off. Why do you think i stop? But I sure wasn’t going to let you get away with it.”
Val landed a quick kiss to the corner of Patty’s mouth. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” The two women embraced followed by a passionate kiss.
“SO, what should be your punishment?”
Val pushed away from Patty, staring, speechless. “What do you mean? You just beat the crap out of me. I think I have proof.”
“Be careful with your smart mouth. You are still in big trouble for being sneaky and lying! The spanking you got was to get you to admit to your crime. Sweetie, are you trying to tell me you don’t deserve to be punished?”
Unable to come up with a response, Val was frozen in time and all she could hear was her own breathing.
“Okay, I tell you what, I am going to let you think about it. I am hungry. Why don’t you go change; let’s go out to eat. We can decide on your punishment later tonight. This is how it’s going to work. You tell me what your punishment should be when you are ready. If I like your proposal, I will accept your suggestion. But if I found you being too lenient, I will tell you what I have in mind but we will double it.”
***** ***** *****
Dinner at a restaurant was absolutely a torture. Not only was Valarie still a little sore, she couldn’t help fidgeting the whole time while thinking about what is to come. The whole dinner, she was playing with her food instead of eating it. Patty, on the other hand enjoyed her dinner while watching the show her cute lover was unconsciously playing.
After dinner, Patty decided to drag it out a little longer; they stopped for grocery. By the time they got home, Patty knew it’s time to end the fun.
“Why don’t you put the grocery away?”
Patty went into the kitchen and dug out their heaviest spatula. No way will she be making the same mistake of another hand spanking. Patty made herself comfortable on the couch, tapping the spatula on her palm when Val finally came out to find her. Patty motioned Val to come over. She placed the spatula on the coffee table and guided Valarie to once again sitting on her lab.
“So, have you decided?”
Val looked at the spatula, then at Patty, back at the spatula, and finally settled her focus on her own fingers making knots in front of her.
“How about, I am grounded for two weeks. I will come home immediately after work. I will do all the cooking, and all the chores around the house.”
“Interesting choice… So you are going to be my slave for two weeks.” Patty ended her sentence with a dirty smile.
Val looked up, confused; biting on her lower lip, contemplating. “How come, all of a sudden, I feel like you are seducing me instead of dishing out my punishment?”
“I can’t help it. You are so cute.” Patty gave Val a hug, cleared her throat, and continued, “To keep in line with it being your punishment, you will get a spanking at the end of each day. The nature of the spanking will be determined by your performance of the day. And with Christmas being a holiday, you will of course get double pay, my little slave!” Wink “but let’s start with a good girl spanking tonight. I will go easy on you since you were so harsh on yourself all evening. I do want you to remember, I won’t tolerate any lying in the future. But right now, I can’t wait to get you out of those clothes.”
***** ***** *****
Sunday morning, Val got up early to make breakfast. The two women had breakfast in bed.
“Can I take a couple hours off today, I don’t have a Christmas present for you yet.” Batting her eyelashes, “And maybe, you can give me some hints as to what you would like for Christmas.”
“Ho Ho Ho. You are grounded, remember? And I am sure the double time will be extra crispy if you don’t have an offering to me on Christmas day.”
Even though Val is still serving her sentence, she knew that she was forgiven. “Come on, help me out. You said I am adorable.”
“How about you make something for me. I have seen your handy work with your tools.” “How about a spanking paddle? Of course, you have the option of ordering it online with your express shipping. But you better make sure that it will arrive on time! I want one made of solid wood. I am sure it will come in handy and I will treasure it.”
Valarie responded with a pout.
“I will give you the morning off, after you do the dishes. But you are not allowed to leave the house, you are still grounded. I need to go into the office to take care of some paperwork from the trip. I will bring home some lunch around one.”
Valarie continued the pout while picking up the breakfast tray. Patty gave her a swat as Val turned to leave, “Behave.”
Val went online to look at wooden spanking paddles. None appeased her, they all looked like it will really hurt. She wandered down to the basement where she kept her power tools. She found a piece of crafting wood, 1/4 inch thick, certainly feel softer than anything she saw online. Heck, it has to be better than the spatula, or anything she saw online. If it breaks, Patty will feel bad for me.
Val quickly drawn out the shape, cut it out with her table jigsaw, and efficiently sand it to perfection. By the time Patty came down to check on her, Val was applying a layer of finishing oil on the paddle.
Patty wrapped her arms around Val’s shoulder from behind, “It’s beautiful.”
Val turned her head to give Patty a kiss.
“Why do I get the feeling you are doing something sneaky again? What aren’t you telling me?”
“Well, I have the whole afternoon to torture that out of you.”