“Must you?” I asked, longing for a reprieve. The last spanking was so painful, and I didn’t want to suffer through that again. “I feel terrible, Cody.”
“Yes, I know, sweet lady. You are embarrassed that you permitted your temper to get the best of you once again. A spanking will take away your guilt and you will soon feel much better.”
“I don’t wish to be sore again, Cody! I have to go and sit through a boring meeting tomorrow morning with my mom. All they have there are wooden folding chairs. Please, be forgiving this one time?”
He loves me not!
Chapter 5
“You would lose respect for me, Jenny. No, a spanking is a must.” He lifted me once again and gently turned me over so that I was lying face down over his lap on the sofa.
When he started to push up my robe, I reached back to grab the fabric. “No! Please, Cody. I’m not wearing anything under my robe!”
“I warned you that the next time I punished you it would be on your bare bottom.” He captured my hands in his large left hand, and slowly pushed up my robe until my bottom was bared to his gaze, and to his hand. “You have a beautiful backside, Jennifer.”
I knew he meant the words as a compliment, but I was embarrassed. The only man who saw my bare anything was my doctor, and that didn’t happen very darn often. Still, in all honesty, Cody had made love to me many times in my dreams. I felt no shame.
“You left work early without express permission, but I am going to excuse you this one time since you have worked so much overtime it would be ridiculous and petty of me to complain over one hour. Please show me the simple courtesy of telling me the next time so I don’t look like a fool in front of the staff.”
“Yes, Chef,” I immediately replied. Cody had a point. I took advantage of our relationship to do something I would never do elsewhere.
“Thank you, Jenn,” he said, gently patting my derrière. “I wish I could take Tabitha over my knee, too, since her gossip caused this problem today. I don’t want to fire her, but it isn’t the first time I’ve caught her telling tales she shouldn’t have. As the owner of A Touch of Class, I can’t have her gossiping about patrons or employees in such a manner. Her actions reflect badly on the restaurant as a whole.”
“I shouldn’t have reacted as I did.” I had to accept responsibility for my actions.
“This is true, and I believe it is why you are bare-bottom across my knee right now; am I correct?”
“Yes, Cody.”
“You feel guilty, don’t you?” His words were soothing, as was the hand caressing my bottom cheeks.
“Yes, I do feel terrible.” I saw no reason to lie. He would only spank me for that again, and once was enough, believe me.
“I want you to lie as still as you possibly can, honey. This won’t be a severe spanking. Just a bit of a reminder to behave with respect for our relationship the next time we have a problem.”
The spanking started then, and my bottom went from cool to warm very quickly. Cody wasn’t spanking me as hard as he did the other time, and I was very grateful. Still, the spanking went on and on and on, and I was beginning to think it was never going to stop. My thighs were spanked, too, and so were my tender sit spots. I was crying before Cody finally stopped and asked me the point of the spanking. I tried to sit up to answer him, but he didn’t permit that. He swatted me a bit harder and then repeated his question. I did my best to think of what I wished to say and Cody praised my efforts. He finally sat me up and then asked, “Have you had dinner, Jenn?”
I tearfully pointed at the nearly full cereal bowl and Cody shook his head at me. “What is this? I should spank you again! Go and stand in the corner, young lady, while I find us something fit to call dinner.”
I was sure he couldn’t possibly be serious about standing in the corner, but to my shock, he got up and marched me over to an empty corner and instructed me to hold up my robe to show my bare bottom while I kept my nose pressed into the corner. I was assaulted by a cobweb first thing, and let go of my robe to wipe the mess from my face. Cody immediately gave me ten hard spanks on my sit spot and told me to keep my robe up or he’d give me another spanking. I tried to explain about the cobweb, and he had the nerve to tell me I should dust more often!
I heard him in my kitchen, and it was all I could do to simply stand there while he was rummaging through my kitchen. MY kitchen! It was terrible, even worse than having my bottom on display. I hoped he wasn’t using the roast I intended to put in the slow cooker before I went to bed, so that my mom could take it to the luncheon after the meeting in the morning. I was going crazy, and once I even whirled around to march into the kitchen, but Cody shook a wooden spoon at me and I returned to the corner immediately.
“Do you think you can behave now, young lady?” he finally asked from right behind me.
“Yes! You didn’t touch my roast, did you?” I demanded, whirling to look at him, aggravated with the punishment.
“You expected me to cook a roast in twenty minutes time, Jenn? I am good, but not quite that good.” He chuckled.
“It’s just that I need to
