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Rin examined herself closely in the mirror as she applied her make-up.  She always tried to look her best for her boyfriend, and yet she still had no idea just how beautiful she was in his eyes.

“Rin. . ?” Sam’s voice came from the hallway, as he walked towards their bedroom.

“Yes?” she replied, as she added the finishing touches to her makeup.

“Didn’t I tell you that I didn’t want you reading that 50 Shades of Gray crap?”

“Yes.” Rin answered in a sweet and innocent tone, checking her face over in the mirror to make sure everything looked just right.  She seemed far more concerned about looking at her own eyes than in to Sam’s.

“Then how do you explain…this?” Sam asked sternly, lifting a copy of the book up.  Rin turned and looked suddenly, and for an instant a look of shock crossed her face.

“Oh, ummmmm…I’ve never seen that book in my life” Rin replied in her little tone, giving her biggest, toothiest grin.  She wasn’t sure just how serious Sam was about this 50 Shades ban, so she figured she better lay the cute on extra thick.

“Oh, okay.” Sam said, lowering the book.  For half a second, Rin began to wonder if he was dumb enough to actually believe her.  But then he opened the book, flipping about two thirds of the way through it, and picked something out of it.  Rin cringed inwardly.

“I like your bookmark” Sam said with a sarcastic chuckle, holding up theater-ticket.  “Who did you go to see it with?  Let me guess – Megan.”

“She made me go!” Rin interjected.

“Made you?  How?”

“Ummmmmm…she just did” Little Rin replied with another charming little grin.

“Sit on the bed Catherine, now.” Sam commanded in a firm voice.  Rin could hear a kind of quiet anger in his tone, and she knew he meant business.

“Yes sir” she said hoarsely, before sitting down.  Sam sat next to her, but didn’t put his arm around her like he normally would have.

“You are in a lot of trouble young lady.  I am very disappointed in you – I’m not sure if I’ve ever been this disappointed in you.”

“Okay, okay…” Rin cut him off, wishing the lecture would stop before it even began.

“Do not interrupt me!  I told you I didn’t want you reading, let alone watching this crap.  It is not appropriate for a young lady.”

“But everybody’s doing it…” Rin moaned dramatically, dragging out of the words.

“I don’t care about everybody, I care about you, and you disobeyed me.  I explicitly told you multiple times that I did not want you to have anything to do with it, and you shamelessly went ahead and did it anyways.  Not only that, you tried to keep it from me.  You did it on a day that I was working the night shift, and you hid the book on my own shelf.”

Sam had to admit that he admired her choice of hiding place, hidden in plain side – it was a bold and yet also crafty move, and thus typical of his Princess.  But it wouldn’t do for a judge to tell a convict that he respects his criminal style, so…

“You have to admit that was cute” Rin chimed in.

“No, its not cute.  I did not want this stuff in this house, and you brought it in anyways.  You’ve filled your mind with that garbage.  Am I not enough to you or something?  Am I so uninteresting that you feel the need to read somebody else’s sexual fantasies?”

Rin sighed.  “No, that’s not it at all, I just…”

Sam cut her off.  “if you really find it all so interesting, maybe I can indulge you.”

“What do you mean?” Rin asked innocently, but with genuine curiosity in her voice as she looked over at at him.

“Its time for you to go to school, angel.”

“Noooooo.  Tell me what you meant!” Rin insisted.

“You’ll find out tonight.  You have to go to school, and I have to go to the store.”

“Noooo, don’t dooooo this to me!” Rin wailed, and then looked up at him.  “Go to the store for what?”

Sam only smiled.  “Princess, trust me.  Its time for you to go to school.  Now give me a kiss.”

“Mmmmmmmmmmmm” Rin whined unhappily.  Sam stood up and took her hand, and Rin stood up with him.  Sam kissed her deeply, but she turned her face quickly.

“I love you very much, my beautiful Princess.” Sam said.

“No you don’t” Rin said sadly.  “Why are you going to the stoooooooore?”

“You’ll find out Princess” Sam said with a strange smile, and despite her continued protests, soon they were both out the door.

All day long Rin was distracted.  She could tell by that gleam in his eyes that he was plotting some kind of punishment – but what?  It must be something new or special, and evidently something that required him to make a trip to the store.  All day long she fidgeted, and jumped to look at her phone every time she got a text.  But Sam only rarely texted her, and never said anything that gave away his thoughts.

Finally, around 4pm Rin got home, finding the front door already unlocked.  She walked in the kitchen and shed her bag of books and her coat, and the cares of law school with them.  Suddenly, something on the kitchen table caught her eye.

It was a wooden paddle.

“Oh, hi Princess” Sam said flippantly, entering the kitchen with a can of soda in his hands.  “How was your day?”

“Where did that come from?” Rin asked, not making eye contact with him.

“Where did what come from?”

“That, on the table” Rin said, turning slightly red in the face as she motioned towards the paddle.

“Oh, that.  Well we’re going to talk about that here in a moment, actually.  Now tell me, how was your day?”

“…Princess?” he asked again, sounding as if he was oblivious to her sudden nervousness.

“It was good” Rin said softly, turning towards the refridgerator and getting a drink of water.  As soon as she finished, Sam spoke up, extending his hand.  “Come with me Princess.”  When she didn’t instantly comply, Sam reached out and snatched her hand in his.

“Nooooo no no, I’ll throw the book away, promise!” Rin pleaded.  She could tell by that look in his eye that it was too little, too late.

“Its already been thrown away.  I’m not going to have that crap in MY house.” Sam said decisively.  “And you’re about to find out what happens when you keep something from me.”

“Noooooo.  Can’t we just use something else?” Rin wailed, but Sam was merciless.  “Pick that paddle up and bring it with you” he commanded.

“What?  Noooo!” Rin exclaimed with an embarrassed smile.  Sam was clearly not in the mood to play around, jabbing his finger in the direction of the paddle forcefully.

“I said pick that up, NOW.”

“Yes sir” Rin said meekly, lamely stretching out her hand and grasping the handle to the paddle.  As soon as Sam was sure she was holding it, he began briskly leading her out of the kitchen.  Within the minute, they had walked up the stairs and were in their bedroom.

“Put the paddle down on the bed” Sam commanded, and Rin flopped it down unceremoniously.  Then Sam undressed her, helping her out of her school-clothes until she was standing in front of him in her bra and panties.  Rin crossed her arms as if she was cold.

“Go stand in the corner” Sam said curtly.

Rin, staring off into space, replied only by pulling on Sam’s shirt sleeve faintly.

“NOW” Sam ordered firmly, pointing to the corner.

“Okay, okay, okay” Rin said quietly, slowly turning around and making her way towards the corner.

“Okay..?”

“Yes sir”.  Rin was soon standing in the corner, lamenting the fact that there were no blinds within reach.  Sam laid down on the bed, alternating between leafing through a book, and keeping an eye on his delinquent Princess.  He could tell she was biting at her fingers.

“Catherine.  Arms at your sides!”

Rin looked up at the ceiling in a gesture of silent frustration, but she obeyed.  Moments passed, that felt like years.  Sam gave into the temptation to ogle her almost-naked body, her sexy back, and her plump cheeks only partially covered by the lacy fabric of her panties.

“Come stand in front of me.” Sam ordered.  Rin responded slowly, fully aware that she was out of the proverbial frying pan only to be cast into the proverbial fire.  Finally, she was standing in front of him, looking past him at the walls.

“Take your place over my lap” Sam said.  Rin threw herself at him suddenly, enveloping his head in her arms.  Sam felt her soft, sexy flesh against his face, and he instinctually lifted his hands, squeezing her bottom reassuringly.  He pulled her down into his lap, and she instantly melted into his embrace, as naturally as if they had been custom-designed for each other.

“You’ve been a very bad girl” Sam said severely, rubbing her back.  Rin murmured, her dismay only just barely audible.

“You must never hide anything from me.  I’ve already explained to you multiples times why that movie and those books are not appropriate, and why I want you to have nothing to do with them.  We shouldn’t have to be going over this again, and I certainly shouldn’t have to wonder what my girlfriend might be hiding from me.  Are you hiding anything else from me?”

“No sir” Rin said, shaking her head, making her hair tickle his face.

“Not only have you simply disobeyed me, you’ve attempted to brazenly deceive me.  I should be able to expect better than this from you.  I’m going to have to handle it very severely.”

“Boyfriend?”  Rin asked, still clinging to him tightly.

“Yes?”

“I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry you got caught.”

“No, I’m really sorry, I promise.  Please don’t use…that.”

“You know I forgive you Princess.  Is that all you have to say?”

“Yes sir”

“Then take your place over my lap now.”

Rin sighed, as if she was psychologically fortifying herself for her swiftly-arriving spanking, but she obeyed without any words or sound effects of dismay.  After a few seconds of shifting on his lap, she was laying on her tummy, her beautiful flowing hair splayed out all over the bed, and her bottom making a deliciously tempting target.  Sam began caressing it, cupping his hand around its gentle curves.

“I love you Princess, and I’m doing this for your own good.”

“I love you too” Rin replied quietly.  She sounded like she was lost in her own thoughts.

Sam smacked her bottom firmly with his flattened hand.  Then he lifted it in the air, and brought it down on her other cheek with a loud crack.  Then came another round of smacks, quickly followed by another.  Rin instantly felt ashamed of what she had kept from her boyfriend, and felt the blood rushing to her facial cheeks even as her butt-cheeks already began to softly glow under his hard smacks.  It was if every crack that echoed off the walls of their bedroom only proclaimed what she had done, leaving her just as vulnerable as she had been in the corner.

The smacks continued for a long time.  It was a fast, hard, almost angry hand-spanking, though neither in his tone nor his force did Sam make her feel unloved or unsafe.  She only felt exactly like what he said she was – an extremely bad girl, getting her just desserts.  Still, she wasn’t used to warm-ups that were almost as painful as anything he had ever done with an implement.  She found herself staring at the paddle, wondering if he had only bought it to make her squirm.  The force with which the spanking continued, however, suggested that his intentions to paddle her were in earnest.  Even as her butt worked on digesting its own problems, her tummy did backflips inside of her.

Sam watched as her cheeks turned a brighter and richer shade of pink, and as always, he couldn’t help but feel aroused and even amused at how her cheeks quivered, in such an honest and shameless response to his power.  He felt like a lion, a king amongst beasts when he spanked her, but the primal celebration going on inside him today was tempered by more sobering thoughts.  He hated having to punish her for something severe, and he dreaded the thought that she might feel frightened or unsafe at this moment.  This was one of the most sacred rituals of their relationship, and he knew he had to approach it seriously, no matter how much it might hurt for her.  He kept his mind focused on why this spanking was happening in the first place, and paid no heed to the several tiny moans of pain that unconsciously escaped from her lips.

After several more minutes, Sam’s hand, by this point tingling nearly as much as her well-spanked cheeks, finally stopped smacking and started caressing her.  Her baby-smooth skin was already warm to the touch, but Sam knew this part was just getting started.  Both of them were doing nothing but thinking about that paddle.  Rin was dreading it, and Sam was viewing it with a fierce anticipation and a pensive reluctance at the same time.

Still, the time had come.  “Stand up and bend over the bed” Sam commanded her.

“Umph”.  Rin whined unhappily.

“I said bend over the bed” Sam ordered firmly.  Rin sighed a little as she lifted herself off of him with her arms, her long hair tickling his right arm and leg.  She walked to the foot of the bed, put her hands down on it, and bent over, sticking her bottom out.  Sam got up and couldn’t help but smile as he saw what a tempting target it was.

Then he picked up the paddle, making sure she could see it.  It was heavier than either of them would have expected, made of smooth, attractive wood.  It just looked like it would be a murderous implement.  Sam could subtly tell that she was nervous – and though he would never show it, he wasn’t feeling so confident himself – he couldn’t bear the thought of it hurting her more than necessary.

Sam came and stood behind her, and lifted the paddle to her bottom.  He caressed it softly with the paddle, letting her feel its coolness against her partially-uncovered butt.

“Tell me why this is happening”

“B-because I went to see a movie.”

“What movie?” Sam snapped quickly,

“50 Shades of Gray.”

“And what did I tell you about it?”

“That I wasn’t supposed to see it”

“You’re right.  And what else did you do?”

Rin shifted on her leg just a little.  “I was reading the book.”

“You’re right.  This is happening because you disobeyed me, and then you tried to hide something from me.  Now tell me you’r’e ready.”

“I-I’m ready sir” Rin said, her voice Little and meek.

Sam tightened his grip on the paddle’s handle.  Rin braced herself as she waited for ages for the first smack.  Sam drew his hand back just a few inches, and brought the paddle firmly against her bottom.  It was long enough to sting both cheeks at the same time, and it made a different noise than any implement they had ever used before – a loud “clopf” noise echoed in the room, and perhaps even the entire house.

Rin audibly squeaked, and shifted her weight from one leg to the other several times in a row.  The noise scared her, and the pain was taking longer to process than usual.

Sam smacked her with the paddle again, this time with a little more force.  Rin made a pained noise that sounded like a mixture of a gasp and a moan.  Sam smacked her again.  This time he saw her entire body move forward from the impact, with her bottom shivering in pain.  It was already lividly pink, well on its way to red.

“Are you okay?” he asked, starting to caress her with the paddle again.

“Uh huh.  Y-yes sir” Rin said, sounding tiny and submissive.

Sam brought the paddle down again, making her quiver.  Rin involuntarily danced for him, shifting rapidly from one leg to the other.  He didn’t let much time go by before he struck again, this time favoring the other cheek to make sure both got equal treatment.

“Owwhahowww!” Rin moaned, losing control of her ability to resist showing the pain.  Sam was heartless, and smacked again.  “Owwwwwww!” she whined, louder.

“Are you going to disobey me like that again?” Sam asked, smacking her yet again, the thump-like crack filling the room.

“N-n-no sir” Rin replied, her face hidden in a forest of hair as she bit her lip in pain.

Sam smacked again, and Rin squeaked loudly.  “Are you going to hide anything from me again?”

“No sir!” Rin said, her tone louder but not disrespectful as she began to lose her struggle to stay controlled.

“You had better not” Sam said severely, reaching the paddle back again.  Five more smacks passed before he set the paddle down.  A couple of silent tears were streaming down her hot cheeks.

“Are you okay, my love?” Sam asked, softly caressing her butt as she continued to stand in position.

“MMmmmmmmmM!” Rin replied, somehow sounding needy, Little, submissive, and angry all at the same time.  She wasn’t sure if she wanted his hand on her butt more than ever before, or if she never wanted him to see it again.

“That hurt!” she exclaimed, turning around to suddenly wrap her arms around him.  She buried her face in his chest, obscuring it under her rich, silky hair.  Sam caressed her upper back and squeezed her tight.

“I forgive you Princess, its all over now.  You’re a good girl and I’m very proud of you.”

Sam reached in the drawer behind him and took out her favorite bottle of lotion.  Then he sat down and silently took her over his lap again.  He dabbed his left hand with the lotion, and very, very gently started applying it, with as much reverence as he’d use to touch a literal angel.  Rin sighed unhappily, and yet also in a way that suggested the lotion was welcome.

“All better little girl?” Sam asked, after a few moments of lotioning each of her red cheeks.

“Yes boyfriend” Rin replied softly.

“Good.  I love you my beautiful Princess.”

“I love you too sir.”

*The End*

Well…hello world!

Just throwing a few stories out there, to see if there was any interest in them.

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