She certainly did remember, but it didn’t feel like she was being punished at all. The brush actually wasn’t unpleasant in the least. It’s just that she knew that if he continued to spank her with it, she might orgasm before they even started making love and she really wanted to save that for him. He paused, rubbing the back of the brush against her upturned bottom. The wood felt cool on her hot skin, and she sighed with pleasure.
“This,” he said, smacking her defenseless bottom again, “is for coming
outside last night after I told you not to.” He brought the brush down,
alternating from the right cheek to the left, careful to give both the attention he so obviously thought they deserved. “You real y should do as you’re told, you know. And this,” he told her as he smacked her again, a little harder this time,
“is for riding down the gorge.”
“Owwww!” she said, arching up against him.
He pushed her back down with a firm hand. “However,” he said, bringing the hairbrush down again. “As you pointed out, you had little choice but to go that way, so we’ll skip to the part about your stealing from me. That should get you a good dozen or so good spanks.”
Kayla opened her mouth to protest, but could only gasp as Cord proceeded to deliver the spanks. Hard and fast, they made her squirm and let out little cries of protest every time the brush connected with her bare skin.
Cord, however, must have decided that she needed a respite, because he
stopped to gently caress her bottom in between. She moaned as she felt
herself get even wetter, and was just wondering if he would slide his hand down to finger her clitoris when she felt the brush once again on her already-tender bottom.
“This next set is for playing cards in the saloon,” Cord told her as he lifted the hairbrush. “Which is something you are never, ever, to do again. Do you
understand me?”
He punctuated each word with a sharp smack, and watched with approval as
her beautiful ass turned an even prettier shade of red. He was already rock hard as it was, though, and having her wiggle around on his arousal was
almost too much. And he still hadn’t even spanked her for lying to him yet!
Deciding it was time to remedy that, he pressed down more firmly on her back with his hand and took aim with the hairbrush. “I think it’s time to address your lying, don’t you, Kayla?” he asked her softly.
She made a soft sound that could have been one of protest, though he
couldn’t be sure. There was no mistaking her reaction to the hard spanking he began giving her, however. She cried out, squirming and kicking her legs so much that he had to wrap his arm around her waist just to keep her in place.
Kayla’s bottom was so hot that it felt like she had just sat on the stove, and yet she wouldn’t have asked him to stop for anything! The tingling between her legs was equally intense, and she thought that any second she would
come just from the spanking. Just a few more fierce spanks and she’d be
there...
But instead Cord threw down the hairbrush, picked her up in his arms and
carried her over to the bed.
“I think your spanking is over with for now,” he said huskily. “But we’l get back to it right after take care of another urgent matter.”
Kayla didn’t protest. Instead, she began to frantical y unhook the fastenings on her chemise as she watched Cord undo his belt.
An hour later, she and Cord lay entwined in each other’s arms, both drowsy from their lovemaking. Her bottom still had a warm glow to it and her lips curved into a smile at the thought of the spanking he had given her. She
couldn’t wait for him to do it again.
Beside her, Cord propped himself up on an elbow to gaze down at her.
Reaching out, he smoothed a stray piece of hair back from her face. “I love you, Kayla Mathison, do you know that?”
For a moment, Kayla said nothing, but simply gazed up at him. Then,
suddenly, her eyes welled with tears.
Cord frowned. “Kayla?”
She shook her head, smiling up at him as she wiped a tear from her cheek.
“Before you found out who I was, I thought that I wouldn’t care if you called me Abigail for the rest of our lives,” she said softly. “But now, hearing you say my real name...hearing you say that you love me...”
He lowered his head to kiss her gently on the mouth. “I’ve always loved you, Kayla.”
His words made her feel warm all over, and she reached up to caress his
face. “I want us to get married again, Cord.”
His brow furrowed. “We’re already married, sweetheart.”
She shook her head. “You married the woman you thought I was,” she said. “I want you to marry the real me this time.”
His mouth quirked. “In that case, then yes, Kayla, I would be honored to
marry you...again. But first, we have to get back to that spanking we didn’t finish. We should start our married life with a clean slate.”
And so, wearing the wedding dress she had made, carrying a bouquet of
fresh daisies, and using her real name this time, Kayla Mathison married Cord Holderness all over again. And this time, the only secret between them was why she had such a hard time sitting down during the reception.
The End
