SO THIS IS THE 2ND CHAP LOL UMMM I HOPE YOU LIKE IT THIS CONTAINS SPANKING BETWEEN HUSBAND AND WIFE THNXS SOO MUCH 2 EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED IT MEANS A LOT TO ME! ANYWAAY SOO THIS IS THE SECOND CHAP SORRY FOR THE DELAY SCHOOL ABSOLUTELY SUCKS, ALSO DOES BEING GROUNDED FOR A BAD REPORT CARD LOL HUGE THANKS GOES TO ICUL8ER!
I stared at Paul in complete and utter shock before I burst out laughing. "Wow Paul, that is seriously the funniest thing I've heard all day." I told him truthfully, a bit puzzled why his face seemed to be so cross. A few seconds later, I looked at him surprised as the realization sunk in that he was in fact not joking.
"Y-You can't be serious? Paul, you can't spank me! I did nothing wrong!" I debated angrily.
"Is that what you think? Let's see, underage drinking, and driving while intoxicated is dangerous, not to mention illegal, Bella."
I scoffed at his remark and headed out of the kitchen and into the living room, turning off the TV. "You sound like one of those above the influence commercials. Paul, I'm 20. I'll be turning 21 in just a few weeks. There's not that much of an age difference between those two little weeks."
"Isabella, I really do not want to hear any of you excuses. You know that what you did was wrong, and so you're going to have to accept the consequences of your actions." Paul told me while lifting his hand motioning towards our bedroom.
"So, I'll say it again. Go stand in the corner and wait for me to come in there." He ordered. I sighed, already knowing that arguing was useless.
I made my way into our tiny bedroom and stood in the corner near my desk, facing the wall. I never noticed the tiny little air bubbles that were there in the wallpaper before. I studied them, and decided to start counting how many there were. I was up to forty-seven before I finally stopped and decided that I was slowly losing my mind, and on the brink of insanity. I guess that's what staring at a wall does to you.
After what seemed like eons, Paul came into the room and told me to turn around.
I squinted as my eyes adjusted to the bright colors instead of the dull gray that I had been looking at for the past half hour. "Bella, lie down on your stomach at the foot of the bed." He ordered. I obliged quickly wanting nothing more than to get this done and over with.
I sucked in a sharp breath, as I felt him lift up my dress and then slip my underwear all the way down to my ankles.
Although I had been naked in front of Paul way too many times to count, this position made me blush more ever than ever before; it took all of the restraint I could muster to resist the urge to cover myself up.
As I first swat landed I jumped and shrieked out in pain before throwing my hands out to shield my already stinging backside. Surprising Paul said nothing, but responded by pining my wrists in an unbreakable grasp behind my back. I twisted and tried my best to get away but he never faltered. He continued to rein down smack after smack onto my bottom; now I was positive that my butt was at least as red as a stop sign. "Paul, please stop?" I asked unable to form any other words.
"No Bella, I am not going to stop until I think you've learned your lesson. I'm guessing that you had more than one drink tonight. Am I correct?" He asked slowing down the spanking to hear my answer.
"Yes." I managed to squeak out between my constant sobbing.
"I thought so. And you figured that you could drive home and sneak inside without me noticing. What would you have done if you were pulled over by the cops?" He asked increased the tempo of the smacks, as they fell down harder and faster than before, this was no doubt the worst spanking I had ever received.
"Or, God forbid that you were in an accident. You could have died or gotten seriously hurt! But did you even consider any of these possibilities? No, of course not. You didn't realize that there were a number of things that could have gone wrong tonight."
I started crying even harder than before. The pain mixed with Paul's utter concern and care for me had me wallowing in self-hatred for what I had done. I instantly regretted ever setting foot out of the house tonight.
"Bella, I don't know what I would do if I'd lost you. I would appreciate it if I'd never have to know what that feels like. So please try to attempt to keep yourself out of trouble. Because if you ever do something as stupid as drinking and driving again I assure you that I won't hesitate to spank you again." Paul informed me angrily, before swooping me up into a hug.
I clung onto him for dear life. Sobbing and drenching his shirt with my tears. "Paul I-"
I gave up trying to speak, as my crying and endless sobs racked over my body I found that talking was useless. As I opened my eyes and blinked away my tears I noticed that I was in Paul's arms. He lifted me up and carried me into the kitchen, refusing to put me down as I protested and pleaded for him to.
He grabbed the carton ice cream out of the freezer and sat down on the couch; carefully laying me on my stomach so that my much abused backside wouldn't be in too much pain.
"Here you go." Paul said with a smile, handing me the chocolate ice cream.
I looked at him in disgust."You just spanked me and you think a little bit off ice cream is going to make me feel better?" I asked watching in amusement as Paul stared like a deer caught in the headlights. As if he had really thought that ice cream could solve every problem in the world.
"Well, you're wrong; in fact you'll be lucky if you even get any after what you just did! You spanked me! Yeah sure the light fun spankings you gave me were nice when we were having sex, but this was completely different!" I screamed.
"And why was that?" Paul asked with an amused smirk, as I fought the urge to slap him.
"Because it hurt!" I exclaimed. He laughed and then glared at him, as if I were demanding to know what was so funny.
"Bella, you have had this coming for a long time." He explained. "Actually, I'm surprised that I didn't do this anytime sooner."
I stared at him with my mouth wide open in shock, before letting it go. I yanked the Ice cream out of his hands and shoved the spoon into my mouth; smiling to myself as I ate it. "Fine," I murmured. "I'll forgive you, but I'm not sharing any of this ice cream with you." I warned, glancing over at Paul before pecking him softly on the cheek. I grabbed the remote out of his hand and channel surfed until I found a romantic comedy. The ultimate punishment for Paul, I smiled to myself as I heard him moan and complain all through the entire movie; whining every so often at the bad acting or the cheesy pick up lines.
"You know you might want to consider trying to be a little bit more romantic." I stated, watching as he looked over at me shocked.
"Oh please Bella. This movie is total crap. And I am a very romantic person; when I want to be." Paul said smugly as I stifled a laugh. "Yeah Right." I replied rolling my eyes. "So proposing with a toy ring is considered to be epic romance."
"You said yes, didn't you?" Paul reminded me with a smile. He wrapped me into a hug and kissed me on the lips passionately, I broke away gasping for air, Paul caressed my face with his palm and held my gaze. "Bella, I'm sorry if I ruined your day." His voice was soft, gentle even.
I looked up at him in surprise wondering what he was talking about. Then I suddenly remembered why I was trying so hard not to put pressure on my backside and I blushed, slightly embarrassed. "Yes well, getting spanked wasn't really on my to-do list." I told him truthfully with a grimace.
Paul smiled sadly, his expression almost made my heart break in half. "Bella, I'm sorry. I know that this wasn't how you wanted to spend your day."
"You're right. But you know what?" I asked snuggling closer to him and crushing him into a hug. "This was much better than what I wanted to do anyway."
Paul smirked as I wrapped my legs around his waist; I lost control of my balance and ended up tumbling onto the floor with Paul crashing down next to me.
"Did you ever end up getting those candles?" I asked with a smirk. Paul nodded his head and looked at me confused.
"Yeah so? It's not like you going to need them now." He stated confused.
I ignored his comment and kissed him on the lips before taking his shirt off and straddling him. "Well I was thinking that instead of using then for the Jack-o-lanterns we could use them for something else. You know, set a romantic mood, but if you don't want to then_"
Paul gave me no chance to continue as he swooped me up into his arms and into the bedroom. "Happy Halloween." He murmured
"Happy Halloween." I replied with a smile. Thinking to myself that this was the best Halloween I had ever had.
AND SOO THAT THE ENDING I APOLOGIZE FOR IT'S SHORTNESS LOL SCHOOL ABSOLUTELY SUCKS URGH ONLY 2 MORE YEARS LEFT OF HIGH SKOOL THANK GOD LOL I HOPE THAT YOU LIKED IT AND SO PLEASE PLZ PLZ PLZ DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW IT MAKES WRITING WORTH IT LOL. URGH SOO I THINK I'M GOING TO START WORKING ON A BELLA AND JASPER BRO SISTER FAN FIC OR EITHER A JAKE AND LEAH ONE IDK I COME UP WITH A LOT OF IDEAS WHEN I'M IN MY SCIENCE CLASS LOL CUZ THATS WHAT I DO WHEN I'M NOT PAYING ATTENTION. PLZ READ AND REVIEWW! ^-^