After 7 mths the situation at the hotel mal has started to treat zoey as his pet foreal zoey and mal would have sex then in the morning she would be late for work. She would start speeding trying to get to work and if she got a ticket daddy maly will spank his baby girly zoey but in the pass 2 weeks she has got her second ticket to the storie
My wonderful ass breaker
She sat on the couch, her hands trembling, staring at her purse. Her purse held a little bomb, the clock ticking down. Escape seemed unlikely. Looking quickly at her watch, she hoped with all her heart he would be late.
Please please please...
That might save her for a bit. They had dinner plans with several friends, and if he got home too late, the bomb wouldn't go off until after dinner. And then, if dinner ran late, maybe she'd put it off until morning. There wasn't much hope beyond that. Too nervous to sit, she walked out of the living room, down the hall and into the bathroom. God, what a day.
The bomb had happened on the way to work. She really should have texted him right then. But she just couldn't. All day she'd thought of nothing except the ticking bomb... She washed her hands and then checked herself in the mirror. After getting home, she'd dressed for him, hoping that would get her some mercy. Please him.
His favorite skirt-a black pin-stripe with a nice, high slit that showed off her 'lovely' legs. Her 6 inch pumps that he loved her in-often making her wear those and nothing else around the house. Stockings and a garter belt. Her hands adjusted her deep black blouse, no bra, and then she touched the pearl choker around her neck.
Mal had bought every stitch of clothing she was wearing. The pearls, too. He took such care of her after his killing problem was handled, he only asked her to follow a few simple rules... Her face turned red. She hated disappointing him he may be able to be on the outside of the cell but shit maly still crazy - His key rattled into the lock on the front door. Her heart leaped up into her throat.
Shit. She looked quickly at her watch. It's really too late. There won't be time before someone arrives. Too nervous, she couldn't leave the bathroom.
"Pet?"mal called
Normally his rich, voice comforted her.
She tried to speak but nothing came out.
"zoey, you here red?" mal said
She stepped out of the bathroom. The big smile on his face faded. He came up close to her, his arms wrapping around her, holding her.
"What happened?" mal asked
"I'm sorry," was all she could say, barely a whisper.
He helped her back into the living room, near the bomb, and sat her on the couch, still holding her.
"It will be okay. Tell me what happened." mal said
God, she didn't want to... Hand still trembling, she reached for her purse. Moving in slow motion, she opened the top snap. Reached inside. Pulled out the blue piece of paper. Handed it to him, tears running down her face.
"Oh...baby..." mal said
She could hear the disappointment in his voice. She nodded.
"Eighteen over you went that much over the speed limit" mal said
She nodded again. Her second ticket in two weeks. She felt his anger-always cool and in control then sneaking up on you in the dark when you only see his eyes and his teeth-building up and beging to fill the room. Her knees started to shake. Oh shit.
"I'm sorry," zoey said again.
"We've talked about this several times. You've been spanked for it several times haven't you" mal said
"I know. It..." zoey said
She almost said it wouldn't happen again, but knew that he wouldn't like that. She was always late, and always speeding. Often she got out of them - played the sweet little innocent girl. It worked more than he knew... He looked at his watch. Please say we'll take care of this after dinner...
"We don't have much time. I'm going to give you a few now, so that you're thinking about it through dinner, then we'll finish it when we get home." mal said looking at her
"Two spankings? That's not fair." zoey said
Her brat came out; she couldn't help it. She stood up.
"And there's no time. What if someone shows uuupppppp?" zoey whined
Sometimes her whining worked, or at least got him to smile. He didn't even stand. Instead, he calmly stared at her. She wanted to run from those damn brown grey eyes. With utter calm, his voice low,
"Take off your clothes, pet. Everything. Now. Zoey"Mal said as clam as possible
She stamped her foot. The corner of his mouth turned up, just a tick, but he didn't quite smile. He stared, waiting, looking like he'd wait all day and not budge an inch. She wanted to run. Turning around, she looked for a place to hide.
"That's extras zoey" mal spoke
Still his voice was quiet; his confidence sent a shiver through her body. Facing away, she started undoing her blouse. Her heart pounded loud in her chest, and she could feel the sweat on the skin above her 's going to hurt.
Zoey mumbled, "It's not fair..."
She put her blouse on the arm of the couch, and unzipped her skirt before letting it slide down. He loved her ass, though the redder the better. And it was about to be very red as red as the hair on her little head
"daddy maly can I leave my stockings on? And my panties?"zoey asked Sweetly
He didn't answer. Finally she turned and stared at him. He only stared back.
Punishment spankings were always given naked. Completely naked. She unsnapped one garter, slid the stocking down her leg, then stepped out of her shoe and pushed the stocking off her foot. After sliding down the other stocking, she took off that shoe, then undid the garter.
She arranged them neatly on the arm of the couch, having been spanked more than once for not taking care of her things. She looked at him one last time, her best puppydog look.
He flicked one finger at her, a bit of annoyance finally appearing on his face.
"Please, mal it's only a thong . It won't protect anything when im getting my spanking."Zeoy said
"Ten extras."mal stated
She whined and danced in half a circle, then slid the panties off and added them to the couch. She stood before him naked. Without her panties, her brat was nowhere to be found.
"Please, please, pleeaasssse spank me after dinner? Please daddy?"zoey said begging
His eyes stared at the floor next to his feet. Closing her eyes, she knelt next to him. One finger lifted her chin. His eyes bored down into hers, peeling her lovelips back up to make her stand, until she was naked and vulnerable before him.
"Why do we have your rules pet?" mal said
The brat almost reappeared, because you're mean and a tyrant. She managed to swallow the words. Maybe she was getting better.
"To help me be good for daddy" zoey said
"That's part of it. But more for me to take care of you. So you know your boundaries and limitations. Do you remember when we met? Were you taking care of yourself back then?" mal asked
Her eyes closed, she said, "No, daddy not very well."
"What else do the rules do"mal asked
"Keeps daddy from killing people and keeps the baby girly begging for more in bed"zoey said in her little girl voice
"thats right and Are you doing better now that daddy is home with the girly"mal said
God, yes, she was. So much better. She was happy. Never felt that after he went to jail. Didn't even know what it was before she'd felt it with him.
"Yes, maly" zoey whispered
"Yes, you are. Much better. An amazing young woman a very good pet " mal said
Even knowing she would be crying soon, she beamed. Her heart soaked up the pride in his words.
"You are doing better because of boundaries. Rules. consequences. And lots of fun in the sheets"mal said
A scared rabbit in her heart started beating its leg against her ribs. Consequences was a scary word.
"Pet, is speeding dangerous?"mal asked knowing the damn answer
Not reeeeeaaaaaally, thought the brat. No one else was around me.
Out loud, she said, "Yes, mal."
"And you've been spanked for this before? How many times?" mal asked
"I...I don't...don't remember. Daddy."zoey mumbled
"Well at least once in the last two weeks."mal answered
"Yes, daddy." zoey said
"So clearly that spanking didn't work did it."mal said a bit roughly
"Oh, mal it did. I just wasn't paying attention..."zoey uttered
Her words sounded pathetic even to her own ears.
"Go get three of my favorite ties and the Malice One ."mal demanded
Her heart plunged.
"malll..pleassssseee not that. Please."zoey said panicking
The Malice One was his heaviest belt, rough and thick. Next to his one hit wonder [that metal bat] the Malice one was his play thing for her the buckle it self has been shoved up her love hole He'd only used it twice on her before, and it had been days before she came anywhere close to sitting comfortably. It hurt.
"Now Damnit you got 5 seconds or your getting 25 extra "mal said
Even the brat knew not to argue with the Malice One so immediately in her future. On her hands and knees, she crawled to their bedroom, past her walk-in closet to his. She picked out three ties, careful not to grab one of his good ones (that had cost her one time, though she'd done it on purpose).
Standing on her knees, her fingers ran across all of his belts. She'd felt all of them. Near the back, her fingers felt the weight of the One. It sent a shiver through her, including her pussy. With the heavy belt in her mouth and the ties in one hand, she crawled back. The hallway wasn't nearly long enough, considering what was waiting for her at the other end, but she knew he didn't have much patience during these moments. Not at all really
All too quickly she was back in the living room. Her hand shook as she handed him the ties. He didn't take the belt from her mouth.
"Move your chair into the middle of the room."mal said
She nodded and mumbled, "Yes, mal" around the belt. It was an wooden armrest pattle chair. During fun spankings, or days when he just wanted to play all day, she liked the chair, being tied over it, helpless and vulnerable, his fingertips playing, his hand spanking, his cock doing what it my pussy as he wanted when he wanted Not tonight. After getting a nod of approval from him, she stood and moved the chair to the middle of the room, belt still in her mouth. She couldn't bring herself to bend over the chair, so she stood helpless next to it. He stood, then moved close to her.
"It will be okay baby. We'll get you spanked, and all will be just fine we can play later to i think you will like that"mal said
He kissed her ear. A tear streaked down her face as she nodded. He guided her over the chair, bending her forward and so low, guiding her hands down to the front legs of the chair. Automatically she went up on her toes.
She knew he liked that-her straining and arching up, even when it hurt. Her straining to please him. Using one of the ties, his strong hands gently tied her left wrist to one leg of the chair, and then her right to the other leg. She tested his knots and knew she wasn't going anywhere until he let her.
Her ass would feel much different then... He spread her legs wider, his head not that far from her pussy. On other days, he might... Still, she was very wet. He tied the right to the back leg of the chair, then the left. She was helpless, exposed, vulnerable. A hard whipping was coming. His addias covered feet walked away, leaving her there; she didn't like it. She wanted him close, even when it hurt. She almost said something, but then he came back, a black blindfold in his hand. Without a word, it went over her eyes. His hand found her lower back, caressing it, then the cheeks of her ass.
"Pet, I'm going to punish you hard. I don't like you speeding. You remember I will kill you before I let you leave so your speeding thats telling me your trying to take your self out before I can help you if anything ever happened to you...I dont know what I will do" mal said
She could hear the pain in his voice. The love.
"I'm so sorry, mal " zoey said
"I know, baby. Time to teach you a lesson. Ask for the first round" mal said rubbing the buckle in her pussy
Like a good girl, she arched up high.
"Please whip me, daddy. First round. Please." zoey asked
CRACK.
She'd forgotten how much the Malice One hurt. It took her breath away. Oh shit.
CRACK.
Low and on her sit spot.
He wasn't fooling around - both had been hard.
CRACK...CRACK...CRACK...
Her body came alive, the pain pulling her hard into the moment. Her senses sharpened - she could smell the chair, her own skin, and even mals wonderful smell. Panting, she both struggled against her bonds and arched up for him.
CRACK.
Loudly, she cried out. The doorbell rang. He draped the belt over her ass and back.
"Please, Mal, please don't."zoey said
"Please don't what, baby?"Mal said
God, she couldn't say it.
"Please don't..."zoey mumbled
"Did the last spanking work?"mal asked her
"I... I..." Zeoy said
"Perhaps someone watching your ass get beat on a platter" mal said
"Please..." she whispered, but he was already walking away. She tried to pull free, but couldn't, part of her knowing it would be much, much worse if he had to retie her.
The front door opened. "Hi Lashana," he said.
"Hi," lashana answered, always peppy.
"You guys ready to go or what?" lash asked
"I'm afraid we have a problem..."mal said
"Really? What's going on?"lash asked
Knowing what he was about to say to lashana, she could feel her face getting red.
"I'm afraid she got another speeding ticket." mal said looking disappointed
"Again?" she said
"Do you know that when she's bad...that she gets punished?" mal asked
Lash laughed. "What do you mean?"
"She gets spanked. And in cases like this, when she's shown poor judgement repeatedly, she gets spanked hard"
Mal told her
There was a long pause. Bent and tied as she was, she could feel the blush in her face, probably surpassing the red of her ass. At least for a bit.
Lash said, "Wow."
"She knows the rules and has agreed to them. It is consensual." Mal said
"You know, one day she joked about you spanking her, and I always wondered..." lash said
Mal chuckled. "lashana...the real question is, would you like to watch the rest of her spanking?"
"What?" lash said
"I'm hoping that someone watching her get spanked will finally teach her-"mal said
"Oh no, I want to watch. This'll be great." She heard Lash come into the living room. Felt her face blush hard, again. Lash said, "Oh...my...God..." Lash's fingertips touched her ass. She jumped. "Damn."
She realized she Liked the embarrassment.
"Lash, don't touch her without permission we all know that your bi."
The fingertips disappeared. "Oh...sorry." lash said
"It's okay." She could hear the smile in mal's words. Lash asked, "What about ducan?
"oh he gone Any minute now on Skype. He'll get to watch too. Duncan knows about the spankings and how often my pet misbehaves"
Mal stepped close, his hand running over her ass.
"Baby, tell Lash why you're getting spanked." Mal demanded
"Please...mal.."zoey was interrupted
The weight of the belt disappeared from her back.
CRACK CRACK.
It took her breath away. "Oh my God," lash said again.
"girly oh no does daddy have to give you extras?"Mal yanking zeoys hair
She swallowed and closed her eyes inside the blindfold. In a whisper, Zeoy said,
"I got a ticket for speeding. The second in two weeks."
"And how many times have I spanked you for speeding?" Mal said
Her eyes close. She was still breathing hard.
"six or five times, mal?" Zeoy said more like asked
"At least five times." mal said
CRACK
The belt ran across her ass.
"lash, if you'd like to have a seat, we'll get this taken care of. She's only getting a round now, and she'll get her real spanking after we get home." mal said
God this is embarrassing. But she could also feel the wetness trailing down her thighs. Could Lash see it? Probably...
"Baby, what number are we on?" mals asked rubbing the belt over her ass
Oh God. She had no idea. "Six, daddy" Zeoy said
"Did you forget the count?" mal said getting a bit angry
"Yes, daddy" zoey said panicking
"And what happens when you forget?" mal said
"You start over from the beginning." Zeoy said
"Good girl."Mal said
His hand caressed her ass again. A finger trailed down to her pussy, and she knew he knew how wet she was, but he didn't say anything about it. He rubbed her ass knowing his cold hands would calm some pain then her stopped and prepared for the new set
"Arch up. Ask for the first one daddy might go easy"mal said
God, it was already hurting. And another set of 12 or 24 after dinner? She wouldn't be sitting right until Tuesday or Wednesday. Stealing herself, wanting so so bad to please him, she arched up.
"Number one, please Mal." zoey begged
CRACK.
She cried out. Lash let out a low, little squeal.
"God, I would never go one mile over if I knew that would happen." Mal chuckled. "She doesn't..."
CRACK.
That one surprised her and got her good, on her sit spot. She gasped.
"...learn that easily."
CRACK. CRACK.
"What's the count love you better please your daddy" Mal asked
"Four, daddy maly"zoey said
"Good girl. Don't forget it again red It would be a shame if we had to start over again this ass might not take alot" Mal said
CRACK.
The pain was going deep, now, both in her ass and in her mind. Stripping away all the red in her, all the guilt, baring her soul to him.
"Umm daddy" Zeoy asked
"Yes baby" mal said
CRACK
She felt that in her toes
"I dont feel good I dont want to go"zoey said
She began to cry
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
"WHAT THE HELL HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT PULLING THE I DON'T FELL GOOD SHIT"Mal yelled
"Oh damn "lashana saud covering her eyes
"What number are we on"mal asked
"19 daddy" zeoy said confident in her answer
"Wrong that was 20"
Zeoy pov
"Mal lm sry please give me the fisrt one" I said making sure to be sarcastic
"You disobed your orders mmhph lash please leave I dont want a witness to whats finna happen"Mal said
Without a word of protest lash left the house
Mal threw the belt on the floor and toke off the blindfold un tide me then he sat me on the couch and looked me in the eyes