Chapter 2 – "Gettin' it"
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Please note: Merle is not 'nice' or gentle, he's mean, condescending and crude at times. If you like a gentler spanking then this is probably not the story for you. Although, I did not make him evil (in my opinion), he is a rough man with scars. If any of this bothers you, please spare yourself.
BTY: In case any of you were wondering I'm a woman in her twenties. ;)
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WARNING: This chapter contains descriptive disciplinary SPANKING (Corporal Punishment/Domestic Discipline) of an adult female by an adult male with a belt. There is swearing and suggestions of past abuse. If this bothers you, please, DO NOT READ.
"Ya really gonna git it now." Merle declared darkly making Addy's body swarm wildly with an intense unrelenting trepidation.
Before Addy could speak or convince her body to move an inch, Merle reached down snatching a hold of her bicep in a firm unrelenting grip yanking her up onto her feet roughly. Without missing a beat, Merle wrapped his muscular arm around Addy's waist lifting her off the ground with surprising ease. Addy squeaked in terror as Merle marched her over to an old tree stump where they cut firewood, carrying the young woman under his arm like baggage. Merle didn't spare her a glance as he marched determinedly towards the stump his eyes fix upon it with unyielding resolve.
Addy wiggled and jerked wildly, but it was no use, Merle was immensely stronger than little Addy's petite five-foot five frame and she did not stand a chance in hell.
Merle never believed her age, in fact, he thought she was sixteen when they first met which insulted the young woman considerably. Although, she did appear younger than her twenty years due to her annoyingly small height, it did not make his comments any less offensive as it was a sensitive insecurity for the young woman. Her baby face with big round emerald eyes and delicate features made her appear innocent and childlike making her seem cute and naïve rather than a mature woman who was to be taken seriously. Although, she proved her age with her license, Merle still seemed to treat her no different than a naïve sixteen-year-old which was not only demeaning and humiliating, but tremendously aggravating.
"Merle!" Addy spat sharply.
Addy let out a grunt as she was disposed of carelessly onto the ground. Merle smacked his heavy steal toed boot down hard onto the raised stump before reaching down and jerking the woman up by her arm crudely. Merle reached around and grabbed the back of Addy's waist band roughly hauling her up off the ground, not taking much care, as he hurled her over his raised thigh.
"NO!" Addy squealed out in terror before her stomach collided uncomfortably into his muscular thigh making her grunt as the wind was knocked out of her. Addy snatched her hand out grabbing ahold of Merle's calf to steady herself as she felt like she was going to launch head first into the ground by the sheer force of Merle's jerk. However, Merle's grip on the waist band of her jean's was solid holding the young woman in place. Addy felt an incredible strain between her cheeks as the denim fabric was tugged upwards roughly. Addy immediately tried to lift her torso and wiggle off Merle's thigh, but the firm pressure from Merle's strong hand made all her efforts in vain.
Out of sheer panic, Addy jerked and kicked wildly in a desperate attempt to free herself.
This cannot be happening.
"Merle! NO! Please, this is wrong! You can't do this! You can't!" Addy begged her voice sounding desperate and panicked.
"Oh yeah?" Merle challenged nastily as he tightened his constricting grip on her waist band giving her a slight jerk before raising the belt high and cracking it down hard on the center of girl's raised bottom mercilessly.
Addy's eyes bugged out letting out a loud gasp as she felt her hips jerk forward against Merle's ridged thigh. The concentrated stripe blossomed into a searing ache that cut right through her jeans and into the fibers of her muscles. Addy was in utter shock at how much that single lick smarted and burned. A horrendous dread came over her as she slowly began to realize that this was no child's punishment and Merle intend it to be extremely painful.
Without a word, Merle raised his arm high above his head and laid the belt down sharply with more force on the exact same spot as the first. Addy couldn't help but let a cry of pain escape her lips as the belt cut deeper into her flesh making her legs kick up in response.
"Merle, stop!" Addy demanded trying to make her voice sound firm and angry, but it rang out more like desperate whine.
Merle turned his head to sneer down at her bent frame holding nothing but callous in his cold blue eyes, for he had no sympathy to give the woman who kicked him and made him feel the sickening weakness of worry.
"Oh I ain't gonna stop darlin'. I'm gonna ware yer little ass out till yer beggin' ta mind me." Merle punctuated his words with two sharp licks to the sensitive undercurves of her cheeks. Addy squeezed her eyes shut at the penetrating burn letting out a pitiful moan. Addy tried desperately to squirm and push herself off Merle's thigh again, but her tired body was no match for the strong man who had her completely pinned under his vice grip. Blood was rushing to her head making her weak body feel dizzy and unconformable as her stomach was cutting into his hard thigh painfully. Addy attempted to push her toros up, but all that did was put an unbelievable strain in her lower back as Merle merely pressed his constricted grip down harder forcing Addy back into the position her desired.
Addy whined miserably feeling a horrible sense of helplessness and humiliation like she had never experienced before. It was hard for her to fathom that her sheltered backside was high up in the air over Merle's thigh being spanked like a disobedient child. She was utterly and completely under his control and the worst part about it was there was nothing she could do about it.
"Ow! Daryl! Dar-" Addy cried out in desperation, but her breath got caught in her throat by one remarkable strong crack to the seat of her jeans making unexpected tears spring up in the woman's eyes, not only at the excruciating burn that seeped into her flesh, but the betrayal of being utterly misused and degraded by the man who protected her. All Addy could think was how much the man must hate her.
"What ya callin' ta Daryl fer he ain't gonna stop me from whopin' yer ass when ya desvere it." Merle graveled out spitefully affectively crushing her hope to be rescued.
Daryl leaned his back against the side of the rusty old trailer only a few yards from where the young woman was being thoroughly tanned. The teenager crossed his bare arms over his chest, his cut off plaid shirt displaying his developing muscles in the morning sun as he looked down at his muddy boots fidgeting awkwardly as he tried to ignore the woman's cries of pain. Daryl would be lying if he said the woman's cries to him did not affect him. His male instincts to protect and spare the woman of her discomfort tugged at his young heart. However, Daryl would not dare speak up as it would not only not spare the woman from being spanked, but antagonizing his brother was a sure way to make it worse for her, not to mention he would be putting his ass on the line and he had no desire to share the privilege. Although, Merle could be a mean son of a bitch and his sense of justice was harsh to say the least, the woman was not in any danger. All she was in danger of was losing the ability to sit for a while and that was nothing to fret over. However, his enate sense of learned cautious led him to watch carefully just in case Merle decided to cross the line. Although Merle has never stooped down to his father's abusive methods, Daryl was mindful never the less of the possibility. Afterall, they were, Dixons, mean assholes who had the unfortunate privilege of inheriting their father's blood.
Daryl cocked his head upwards peering under his long lashes at the woman's folded helpless frame. He narrowed his stern crystal blue orbs at her, a stoic critical expression on his tanned face. Daryl scoffed at her shaking his head, his shaggy light brown locks swaying before looking back down at the ground a bitterness building up in his chest. There was a large part of Daryl that thought the woman deserved it as she was stupid enough to disobey and run off into the woods. Daryl didn't want to admit to his weak feelings, but deep down, she made him worry too and that was well deserving of hiding in his opinion. Besides, a spanking was nothing, although it hurts, the woman would be fine. Afterall, there were worst things to endure.
Merle shifted his leg slightly ignoring the ache that sunk deep into his bone from the woman's merciless assault allowing it to drive him to punish the woman like she deserved. Merle raised the belt high bringing it down swiftly onto the center of her raised bottom. Addy's hips jerked forward as she gasped out another loud cry feeling her legs kick up behind her, folding them back in a useless attempt to spare her from anymore terrible blows to her roasting bottom that felt like one big throbbing sore.
"Best keep them legs down girl or I'll be hittin' ya down here." Merle warned sternly as he snapped the belt down on her upper thighs twice in rapid succession ensuring that the sting would sink deep.
"AH!" Addy cried as the sting cut sharply into her flesh immediately dropping her legs back down to dangle unstably as she grabbed a fist full of Merle's jeans trying to steady herself and give her the comfort of support from the horrible position she was in.
Addy clamped her teeth together forcing herself to suffer in silence as she was determined not let Merle have the sick enjoyment of hearing her cries of pain and gain some sort of control over the dreadful situation. However, her efforts were proving to be useless as Merle processed to light her ass on fire letting the belt crack down onto her backside randomly with sharp relentless swings. Addy clenched her jaw so tight it began ache; her limbs went stiff and ridged as she squeezed and twisted the thick fabric of Merle's jeans using every ounce of stubborn effort, she had to keep silent. However, one particular hard smack that landed on the underside of her left cheek made Addy's lips part breathing out a undeinable whimper.
Merle's lips turned up slightly into a smug grin as it did not take long to break the woman of her stubborn effort to keep quiet. He found a misplaced amusement in her fruitless efforts finding it somewhat cute that she thought she could outlast his arm, as he would never let that happen. Without a word, Merle brought the belt down with annoying accuracy to the same spot as the last.
"AH OW!" Addy exclaimed loudly unable to hid how badly Merle's belt burned. The searing ache that was consuming her sore backside was immensely painful making it impossible for the poor woman to keep silent.
"That startin' ta hurt there, little Addy May?" Merle taunted haughtily cocking his head to side as he narrowed his eyes in on the back of her head. Despite his forced lighthearted tone, his face was hard and ridged feeling a strong irritation at the woman for not only defying him, but upsetting him with weak undesirable emotions, he did not care to feel. The woman scared him way too much then he was willing to admit. Despite that, his feelings were powerful and swarmed within him like an untamable fire that he kept hidden behind his mocking attitude.
Despite the pain, Addy felt her lips press into hard angry line feeling a grave bitterness plant inside her at the man who was hurting her bottom and pride vigorously without remorse.
After three more memorable spanks, Merle halted his muscular arm. Addy gasped feeling her chest rise and fall in short and labored breath attempting to calm herself down.
"Ya gonna kick me again?" Merle challenged sternly casting his hard eyes to the back of Addy's head.
Addy felt her upper lip curl into a snarl of resentment and revulsion. The very sound of his voice was making her shake with aggravation. Addy's brows frowned deeply as a firm stubborn pout crossed over her lips keeping her mouth sealed shut.
A rush of unruly irritation filled Merle's chest his eyes flashing with hostile rage as he's jaw muscles twitched.
"Damn girl, yer just beggin' fer more, ain't ya? You must like it." Merle sneered as he slammed the belt down on her sore bottom without sympathy seeming to test his fake theory.
Addy gritted her teeth stubbornly stiffening her limbs rigidly as she willed and strained herself not to give into the man's sick satisfaction of hearing her beg or cry. And she was most definitely not going to agree not to kick him again as she was itching to do just that at moment.
Merle cocked his head down at her, his blue icy orbs narrowing, a nasty smug sneer cast over his hardened features spreading his mouth into a fake forced smirk.
"If ya wanted a spankin' all you had ta do was ask darln'. I'd be happy ta give it ta ya any time ya want, girl. And ya don't have ta lip off at me ta do it neither. Just gotta ask real polite-like and I'll do it." His tone was obnoxiously lighthearted and in dreadfully poor taste as Addy grinded her teeth feeling a powerful urged to reach under and punched his family jewels. However, that thought was quickly replaced with utter agony as Merle tugged up on her waistband roughly lifting her bottom higher in the air feeling her hips lift off his thigh slightly. Without another word Merle, swung the belt down incredibly hard on her sit area making Addy's stubborn lips fly open, practically bellowing as the belt scorched the soft undercurves of her bottom.
"AHHH, Merle! Stop!" Addy begged helplessly throwing her pride right out the window, as it just simply hurt way too damn much not to.
"Ya sure, darlin' cause I can keep goin' if yer likin' it? Hell, I can even spank ya harder." Merle suggested lightheartedly masking his rising rage as he snapped the belt down harder testing her will to defy him with her stubbornness.
"AHHOW! No, please, just stop!" Addy pleaded way too pitifully for her liking, but her bottom was on fire and she just simple could not take it anymore. Pride be damned. It fucking hurt.
Merle hummed lowly in his throat before giving her two more memorable searing spanks making Addy yell out in agony.
"Alright, since ya said please." Merle rasped out condescendingly a fake insulting kindness edging his tone roughly that suggested he was not at ease in the slightest.
Merle jerked her off his thigh roughly by the waist band of her jeans. Addy stumbled over her feet slightly feeling a dizziness come over her as all the blood rushed back into her body. Before Addy could gain her bearings, Merle hooked his finger into her front belt loop dragging her towards him. With strong rough fingers Merle quickly worked to unbuttoned her jeans and pull down the zipper. Addy in a state of shock and panic proceeded to jerked wildly away from him, but Merle anticipated it and caught her arm yanking her back towards him. Without sparing the young woman even a glance, Merle stomped his boot back down on the stump and hauled the fearful woman back over his thigh.
It all happened so fast Addy's world was spinning into a whirlwind of terror as she felt her stomach cave into Merle's thick thigh once again, her throbbing ass high in the air displayed to be belted again by the merciless man. Her opened zipper loosened her jeans around her waist slightly feeling her lower back exposed just above the top of her underwear.
Without warning Merle slipped his fingers under the back of her waistband grabbing the thick fabric roughly in his vice grip before proceeding to yank the them down aggressively.
As soon as Addy felt the rough fabric scrap down against her sore backside exposing her heated skin to the morning air, Addy snapped out of her shock and found her voice. A newfound mortification and fear crash over her like a title wave as the anticipating fear became a reality.
"NO! What the hell are you doing?! STOP, STOP!" Addy bellowed out desperately, her voice screeching into a whiny tone that Addy had not heard since the days of her youth. In a frantic panic of embarrassment and distress Addy kicked, bucked and jerked wildly like a mad woman, suddenly finding a burst energy swarm up in her body as adrenaline pumped throw her vein.
Merle growled deeply in annoyance as he struggled to rid her of the wet constricted fabric that seemed to be clinging to her skin like glue. Addy's added wailing and frantic squirming made the difficult task even more trying. Merle abruptly stopped tugging as he pushing down hard on her lower back smacking the belt down rapidly three time on her half exposed bottom.
Addy practically screamed jerking her torso upwards putting tremendous strain on her lower back as she jerked her hips forward into the solid muscles of Merle's thigh. Addy pushed her shaking palm against Merle's calf and reached behind her straining her aching muscles as she attempted to blindly grab at the waist band of her jeans attempting to cover her sore exposed skin.
"Hey!" Merle snapped angrily as he let go of her waistband briefly to smack the back of her hand sharply. Addy gasped, immediately snatching her hand away hissing as she shook out the sting. Addy flopped her body back down to hang helplessly back over the man's thigh once again letting out a dejected whine.
Addy felt Merle's shadow loom over her as he bent down towards her, the strong sent of tobacco filled the young woman's nostrils. Addy could feel his penetrating glare pierce the back of her head making her limbs tense and stiffen with considerable unease.
"Keep yer little hands off yer ass." Merle demanded sharply through clenched teeth, his tone gruff and intensely stern.
"Ya want bruised fingers?" He tested sharply making Addy's eyes go wide with fearful awareness.
"Then keep yer damn hands in front of ya. I ain't gonna tell ya again." Merle's tone was shockingly intense almost like she had done something to personal offend him by reaching back to protect what was rightfully hers.
Merle straightened his back keeping his dark penetrating glare on the back of the woman's head for just a second longer before turning his attention back to his target of interest. Addy's wet muddied jeans were pulled half way down her reddened backside exposing the slit between her bottom, the rough saturated fabric squeezing against her raised cheeks.
Still gripping onto the belt firmly, Merle jabbed a firm finger into her sore naked cheek. Addy flinched and squirmed slightly letting out a moan of discomfort as Merle's stiff finger poked into her punished flesh.
"Right now, yer little ass is mine, missy, and there ain't nothin' you can do about it. So, stop her resistin'." Merle declared meanly before removing his finger off her sore butt.
Addy felt her bottom lip wobble as a sense of dreadful helplessness came over her. A muffled whine slipped passed Addy's lips without her permission. It was a horrible feeling as she had absolutely no control and it damn near broke the poor woman's spirit.
Merle sucked in a breath allowing his chest to raise high as he rolled his shoulders back and cocked his neck to one side then the other, trying to ease the rising tension of his stiffen muscles. Merle released the deep hallowed breath through his nostrils slowly closing his hard eyes for a brief moment before opening them to glared down solemnly at the young vulnerable woman over his thigh.
"Now, didn't I tell ya I was gonna pull yer britches down? Didn't I? Well, that's just what I'm gonna do." Merle spat decidedly his thick Georgian accent drawling out gruffly before proceeding to violently yank and tug her wet jeans off her seared skin. The cool morning air rushed over her heated backside as her bottom became fully exposed, her saturated jeans dragging her underwear with it.
Addy felt her cheeks flush crimson red as an overwhelming feeling of humiliation and dread crashed over her like never before bring unwanted tears to the woman's eyes. Addy let go of Merle's thigh for a brief moment to cover her face with both of her hands in utter shame wanting the earth to just open up and swallowed her. She had never felt so humiliated and belittled in her entire life and her face just burned with disgrace as she pictured Merle's view of naked raised rear end, no doubt gawking and enjoying the sight of her private womanly flesh, selfishly disregarding her feelings. Not to mention the eighteen-year-old who was watching idly nearby. Although, Addy knew there was not much the young boy could for her against such a man as Merle, she couldn't help but feel the bitterness of betrayal burn inside of her, as he didn't utter a word on her behalf or even try to aid her in anyway. Perhaps he felt she deserved such harsh treatment. The muscles in her bottom burned and ached, deeply throbbing with an intense pain making the dreadful fear of having it punished further on her naked skin grievously destressing.
As soon as her jeans were just below the undercurves of her bottom, Merle raked his hard somber eyes over her beautifully rounded taut cheeks taking in the overlapping angry stripes of red that riddled over her petite backside taking note of his thorough work. The side of Merle's mouth tugged upward into a smug smirk; a small glisten of satisfaction shimmered in his cold blue eyes as he observed the soft punished flesh giving himself the visual pleasure of his masculine desires for a brief moment before hooking his fingers around her underwear that was snuggly tucked under her jeans. Merle tugged the smooth fabric upwards his smirk widening as the red silk came into view, enjoying the sight of the alluring underwear on the innocent girl as he silently promised himself to turn her backside the same maroon color. Although Merle was inevitably affected by the woman's cute round flesh staring up at him, he found her far to innocent and soft for the likes of him and his anger towards the disobedient woman had not dissipated in the slightest. Any sexual gratification he felt, was pushed aside instantly as he had one goal in mind and that was to punish the woman for making him worry, a weakness she forced upon him that he did not care to admit to.
Without a word, Merle proceeded to tug her wet mudded jeans down past her knees, the heavy fabric weighing down on her. Addy felt herself instinctually reach her hand back, but fear stopped her creeping hand only half way towards its goal. Addy's fingers widened stiffening rigidly as her muscles strained with desire to cover herself. She hesitated for just a brief moment before jerking her hand back to Merle's calf, fear ultimately winning over.
"Mmm." Merle hummed deeply, almost like he was growling at her.
"Damn right girl." He blustered out confirming his authority and control over her.
Addy squirmed and fidgeted uncomfortably trying to gain some relief from the awkward position. Her stomach was cutting in deep to Merle's ridged thigh making it difficult to breath and damn near impossible to steady herself as she dangled over him helplessly. The blood was rushing to her head making her feel dizzy once again from exhaustion and weakness. Her muddied filthy saturated clothing was weighing down uncomfortably on her tired body and the pain in her backside was becoming almost unbearable. It throbbed and ached something fierce seeping deep into the fibers her muscles. It was a pain that was downright agonizing, but what the worst part of this miserable situation was the utter humiliation of being draped over Merle's thigh with her jean's pulled down to her knee, her sore butt up in the air on display. The woeful fear, the vulnerability and complete lack of control over her fate was positively unbearable. She was completely at the mercy of a man who had none to give. It was horrifying to the vulnerable sheltered woman. She felt betrayed, belittled and disrespected to the highest degree she could ever imagine by the man who was, in her mind, supposed to protect her.
Although Addy was relieved Merle rightened her underwear, sparing her the humiliation of being completely nude from the waist down was of little consolation as Merle had effectively bruised her pride and dignity with the upmost vigor.
"And you best stop yer squirmin' and carryin' on 'fore I decided ta pull down these pretty little panties of yers too. Ya wear these just fer me did ya?" Merle asked mockingly as he hocked his finger under the silky fabric pulling it tautly before releasing it to snap back onto her heated flesh.
Unable to bare the shame, Addy's body flooded with despair as the tears she held in her eyes finally spilled over and undeinable sobs escape her trembling lips. Addy gripped onto the rough fabric around Merle's calf while cupping her face with the other hiding her disgrace.
"Ya cryin' already, girl? I ain't even started." Merle mocked in an irritated tone that suggested he was annoyed at the woman's weeping.
"Here, darlin' let me give ya somethin' ta cry about." Merle offered with a sickening sweetness that suggested he was anything, but sympathetic.
Merle laid the belt down on her naked vulnerable flesh, the crack echoing through the wooded area like a booming gunshot. The pain sunk deep into Addy's sore flesh making Addy shrieked with an ear piecing shill that made Merle ears ring.
"God damn, girl." Merle reproached as he scrunched up her face in disgust not liking eardrums scrapped.
Merle cracked the belt down once more making Addy howl in great discomfort, eyes bugging out of her sockets at the sheer shock of the pain that spread and seeped into her flesh.
"She hollers more than you Darylina." Merle mocked craning his neck to look over his shoulder at his little brother chuckling lightly.
Daryl's eyes widened slightly at the ground before snapping his head up to look at his brother, his eyes narrowing into a sullen glare as he didn't find anything remotely funny. A blush of unexpected embarrassment spread over Daryl's tanned cheeks as he cast his attention back on the ground. Daryl fidgeted and adjusted himself awkwardly against the trailer absentmindedly rolling a rock underneath his boot uncomfortable with the fact that Merle basically revealed his experience under punishing belt.
However, Addy didn't pay any mind to it as she was focused on the blazing fire that was spreading all over backside like a burning inferno. Merle cracked the belt down over and over again effectively covering her entire posterior from the top of her bottom to the backs of her thighs with relentless determination and vigor.
"S-stop, it hurts. It hurts. IT HURTS!" Addy complained the obvious as she kicked, bucked and wiggled uselessly over Merle's thigh desperately trying to shift her body away from the stinging belt. However, the poor girl did not move an inch as Merle just simply grasped onto her hip pushing her body roughly against his effectively locking her in place.
Merle halted his swinging arm letting it dangle by his side, a gruff scowl plaster over his face as he glared down at the young woman menacingly, no once of sympathy in his cold eyes. Merle pressed his firm ridged fingers into her flesh uncomfortably pushing her down harder against his flexed thigh.
"Course it hurts, it's a spankin' girl, this ain't no game I'm playin' with you. What? Ya think it was just gonna tickle?" Merle growled at her feeling a rising irritation flood over him as he thought of all the things that could have happened to the defenseless woman.
"You think it hurts now, just wait." Merle challenged forebodingly before raising the belt high over his head and cracking it down over her dark red flesh.
"AHHHOW! S-Stop!" Addy blubbered out miserably feeling tears start to slide down her flushed cheeks uncontrollably.
"Stop? Hell I ain't gonna stop, I'm fixin' ta burn ya a new asshole girl. I'm gonna make damn sure ya ain't gonna be sittin' comfortable-like fer a long while once I'm through with ya." The vulgar crude words dripped from the man's mouth mercilessly.
Merle cracked the belt down three more times hard in quick succession right under the sensitive sit area where her butt and thighs met. Addy jerked her toro up and wailed wretchedly.
Merle let the belt hang at his side once again at the ready, gripping the buckle tightly, his constricted fist shaking with built up exasperation. Merle felt his teeth grind as he watched the young woman sob and tremble helpless over his thigh. His chest rose and fell in short heated breaths, finding himself become immensely irritated at her incessant bawling hating the sound of her misery. Merle's eyes narrowed as he blamed her for the unfamiliar powerful feelings that were seeping his hard heart. A rush of fresh anger swelled up in his chest at the woman as his mind swarmed with all the devastating outcomes of her little night hike into the woods. Things could have turned out a lot worse for the helpless privileged little woman who didn't know jack shit about surviving, if she hadn't found her way back Merle was certain she would have gotten hurt or worse and that made Merle sick to his stomach which in turn made the man very angry.
Merle leaned his looming frame down casting an ominous shadow over Addy's shaking body, a firm nasty snarl cast over his face hiding the burdening fear that was weighing heavily on his shielded heart.
"Yer in my world now, little girl, and you'll mind every God damn thing I say, when I say it." Merle spat the words harshly down at her, his tone eerily dark and immensely serious making Addy shutter in terror.
With the belt firmly in his grip Merle jammed a firm stiff finger into the side of her cheek making Addy flinched and whine in response.
"When I tell ya to get yer ass back in the trailer, missy, you git yer ass back in the trailer like yer little ass depends on it, cause it does. And ya do it without givin' me any lip or sassy bitchin' or you gonna find yerself over my knee gettin' yer ass tanned ten times over and next time….I ain't gonna be so nice about it. You understand me, girl?" Merle growled severely, his southern drawl dropping to a dangerously low tone.
Addy gasped as she tried to steady her quivering breaths and calm her sobbing to respond to the angry man feeling her body shudder in fear believing his words unequivocally. Addy had no doubt the harsh man would dish out another punishment without remorse and the poor sore woman wanted no part of it.
"Y-yes." Addy breathed out miserably willing to say anything to get the man to stop spanking her sore battered behind, anything to stay his merciless hand.
Merle clicked his tongue condescendingly as he shook his head down at her unsatisfied by her response.
"Still showin' no respect?" Merle tested before cracking the belt down on her upper left thigh pitilessly hard.
"AHHHHOWWWW!" Addy wailed feeling her sensitive skin burn as the ache cut painfully deep.
"Yes, what, little missy?" Merle promoted, his raspy vocals spitting out the words sternly.
Addy scrunched up her face into a pitiful defeated expression inwardly whining as she submitted to the man who, in her opinion, didn't deserve her respect.
"Y-yes, s-sir." Addy blubbered out feeling thoroughly subdued hating the complete vulnerability that consumed the her.
Merle cast his eyes down at Addy, plastering on tight mocking smirk that held no trace of humor before directing his attention back to the woman's striped bottom. With a critical solemn expression, Merle narrowed his icy blue in on her backside studying the deep red tender flesh coldly. Growling with misplaced irritation Merle chucked the belt to the ground judging that she was too sore for him to continue with the belt. The very act itself filled the bitter man with a strong dissatisfaction of his softness towards the woman which he found disgustingly weak. However, the gruff man wasn't done with her as he raised a stiff flatten palm high in the air before smacking it down hard against the woman's sore flesh. Merle concentrated on the undercurves of her sit area, raining down sharp solid blows that produced a sharp concentrated sting making Addy shout and moan despondently.
After a dozen piercing memorable spanks, Merle finally halted his punishing palm releasing his firm hold on the woman abruptly. Without warning, Merle hauled the young woman off his aching thigh on to her feet. As soon as Addy's feet hit the ground, she grabbed a hold of her tender bottom tears blurring her vison as a rush of wooziness came over her making her sway unsteadily. Addy shuffled her feet trying to gain stability of her tired limbs, but the wet heavy fabric that laid pooled around her ancles made her trip and stumble backward. Addy let out a wail as her raw bottom connect with cold ground. Addy immediately pressed her palms into the saturated ground, her weary arms shaking as she attempted to lift her sore bottom off the ground, only to have her hands slip through the slick mud. Addy completely spent, just sat on her tender bottom and sobbed looking as miserable as she felt.
Tears dripped down the woman's flushed raw cheeks as she watched Merle slowly and purposefully reached down and pick up his thick black leather belt. A spark of fear ignited in her chest as she pitifully and weakly scooted her trembling frame back scrunching up her face up in agony as her raw bottom scrapped against the muddy ground. Addy halted her retreat in dejected despair feeling helplessly feeble, the raw pain in her backside aching and throbbing against the presser of the wet ground. She felt small and vulnerable as her pride and dignity was bested.
With stiff rigidness Merle slipped the leather back through his jean lops never taking his eyes off the tearful woman, a solemn expression cast over his hard features rid of any cocky humor he once held. Once he finished buckling his belt Merle placed his hands on his hips, his stiff ridged frame commanding authority over the desolate woman, not looking the least bit remorseful for what he had done. In fact, there was an air about him that seemed somewhat justly satisfied.
"Think ya gonna mind me now, girl?" Merle challenged in a rough raspy tone as he loomed over the poor woman.
Addy nodded up at him slowly jutting out her shaking bottom lip before dipping her head down in shame hating herself for submitting to such a man, but she felt completely and effectively chastised. The poor woman's pride and bravado had been spanked right out of her. At the moment she felt so small and helpless like nothing more than a little girl who just got thoroughly punished. She hated every passing second of being in Merle's presence she wanted nothing more than to run and hide.
Merle kept his leering eyes on the woman for just a beat longer before sighing out a deep heated breath.
"Go on inside and git somethin' ta eat." Merle ordered sternly, his voice mellowing out significantly as he gestured toward the trailer dismissing her.
Addy trembling lips parted slightly as she just stared up at him feeling a heart sting at his blatant disregard for her.
"Go on, git, 'fore I decide ta whup ya some more." Merle commanded his voice rising with irritation as he took a threatening step towards her.
Addy quickly scrambled to her feet feeling her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she tried to pull the wet heavy fabric back up to restore her dignity. Her shaky tired limbs made the task difficult seeming to take agonizingly long time. Merle just watched the woman intently with a serious stern expression chiseled into his hard features feeling an impatience rise up with in him as he crossed his arms over his broad chest. Addy let out a cry of pain feeling herself break into a new wave of sobs as the rough fabric of her jean scrapped over tender bottom. Not bothering to zip or button her pants, she took off at sprint towards the trailer feeling her bottom rubbed harshly against her jeans. Addy did not spare a glance at Daryl as she passed him, her eyes fixed on the door wanting nothing more than to be alone in her misery, away from the man who caused her so much pain. Addy jerked open the door, shutting it quickly behind without a moment's pause.
As soon as the door slammed shut behind her, Daryl tilted his head up slightly shooting Merle a grave scowl under his overgrown bangs.
"Ya got somethin' ta say, boy?" Merle challenged squaring his body towards his younger brother obviously in no mood to hear his opinion. Merle dipped his head down leveling a dangerous glower at him practically daring him to speak.
Daryl immediately cast his attention back down to the ground shaking his head not at all wanting to be the target of his old brother's unstable temper. It was clear anger was still dancing on his nerves and one wrong move could put him on his brother's shit list.
Merle walked past Daryl, his boots laying heavy into the mud as he purposefully strode towards the dilapidated shed.
"Git yer gear little brother, we're checkin' them traps and get us some squirrel." Merle declared without bothering to look back at his brother, his tone had lightened up significantly, but Merle was in no way at ease as he walked towards the old shed pushing aside his feelings and hardening his heart.
Daryl pushed his back off the rusty metal and trudged towards the wooden steps of the trailer to do as he was told.
Addy ran past the kitchen over to the circular dinette at the front of the trailer placing her palms on the cheap wooden surface bracing her weight against it as she dipped her head down gasping out sobs. Addy squeezed her eyes shut feeling the deep impenetrable ache that consumed both her backside and her heart, her throat and eyes burning with unrelenting tears. However, the poor desolate woman didn't have too much time to wallow in her misery as she heard the thick wooden door squeak open. Addy gasped loudly, her heart lurching in her chest as she whirled around, eyes wide and frantic feeling a panicky fear shooting through her vein as she subconsciously placed two protective palms over her posterior.
Addy wiped her tear-filled eyes with the back of her hand sniffling as she focused in on Daryl who did not even glance in her direction as he grabbed the old 10/22 Ruger that lay propped up against the wall behind the large ragged recliner. Daryl opened the cabinet above the recliner pulling out two .22 extended clips placing one in his jean pocket. Addy sniffled and whimpered quietly chocking down her tears, trying to gain control of her emotional state as she watched Daryl wordlessly smack the loaded clip in place cocking the harmer back before running his callused thumb over the safety.
Without her permission, an unsuspected loud sob escaped past her lips at the cold dismissal she was receiving from the teenager. Daryl tilted his head up narrowing his blue eyes as he regarded the pitiful woman with a firm critical expression. Daryl watched her wince and cup her palm around her tender backside innocently, appearing far younger than he twenty years to the teenager.
"Shouldn't have pissed him off and run off like ya did." Daryl drawled out unsympathetically in a low even tone, almost accusingly, as he reached up on top of the small fridge to grab a half empty box of camels.
"Hell spankin' ain't nothin'." Daryl claimed dismissively as he shoved the cigarettes into his pocket feeling a slight irritation build up in him as he did not like her pathetic sobbing over it. However, despite himself he did not look the woman in the eyes.
"Yer fine, quit yer cryin'." Daryl scolded harshly pushing aside any sympathy he was feeling as nothing more than cowardly and weak.
Addy scrunched up her face into a dejected grimace, her face paling with betrayal feeling her heart sink down heavily as she received no sympathy or comfort from the boy. Daryl shifted the rifle up into a tighter grip catching a glimpse of her sulking scowl. Daryl trudged towards the door stopping for a brief moment to tilt his head up to regard the young woman sternly one last time.
"Best get over it soon, he ain't gonna like ya poutin'." Daryl warned leveling his eyes at her before walking out of the trailer shutting the door behind him firmly.
As soon as the door shut Addy broke down as all the hurt, pain and betrayal came crashing down over the young woman like a title wave. Addy backed up against the wall sliding her body down against it until her sore bottom connected with the hard floor making her yelp in pain. Addy, immediately, twisted her body to the side removing the pressure off her tender flesh. Addy buried her face into her hands and sobbed unconsolably until her tears ran dry and her body became too exhausted to carry on. Abby found her eyes blink heavily and her body sway as exhaustion began to take hold of her weak sore body. Addy stood up on shaking legs walking herself over to Merle's recliner. Addy climbed into the recliner and curled herself into a ball taking extra care of her sore bottom as she adjusted herself. Before Addy knew it, she had pasted out into a deep much needed sleep.
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Addy awoke with a start jerking against the recliner hissing as her tender bottom pressed up against the seat. Addy stood up cupping her hands over her cheeks wincing in pain at the deep throbbing ache. Addy darted her eyes around finding herself greatly releveled that the brothers were nowhere to be seen. She had no desire to see either of them, especially the contemptable man who was the cause of her misery. Addy looked at the time on the stove seeing that she had slept for a good long while as it was well past noon. Addy stomach growled angrily at her making her moan in protest as it began to eat away at itself. Although, Addy did not feel like eating, she pulled out a slice of baloney from the fridge and force it down hoping to calm down the pain in her stomach, her ass hurt enough without her stomach being in upset.
Addy made her way to the small bathroom down the hall off the bedroom towards the back of the trailer. Addy pealed her wet mudded clothes off her body, taking great care as she slowly pulled down her jeans hissing and wincing at the fabric scrapped the battered flesh allowing her panties to come down with them. Addy stood up on the small toilet twisting her toro around to look in the mirror at her punished backside. Addy gasped out loud as she took in the dark angry maroon red hue that painted her backside from the top of her bottom to the backs of her thighs. There were small areas of raised stripes that outlined the thickness of the belt crisscrossing over her heated flesh. Addy ran her fingers over her tender flesh gently, grimacing as the heat still radiated off her skin.
Addy shocked face soon morphed into a fuming scowl as a deep bitter speed was planted in her gut at the man responsible. Angry tears lined her eyes as the woman filled up with virulent resentment and repugnance, wanting nothing more than to run away and never seen the repulsive cruel man ever again. However, a rush of uncontrollable fear pushed that impulsive idea out of her mind as the throbbing pain of her rear end, staring at her in the mirror like a glowing stop light of warning, reminded her of the grave consequences of pissing Merle off. Addy visualized Merle's thick leather belt around his waist making her sore cheeks clench involuntarily feeling her backside twinge. Addy's limbs visibly stiffened making her heart race in trepidation at the very thought of antagonizing the angry man further. Addy shook her head in disgust at her cowardly behavior and timid fears, hating herself for submitting to the man who deserved nothing less than to be sent to the gallows. Addy scoffed at herself, as she felt like a child who had been thoroughly and utterly chastised. Addy found herself repulsed by the feeling, as she was not a child, she was a grown ass woman and did not deserve such harsh unorthodox treatment for the simple fact he did not agree with her actions. Although Addy knew running into the woods was foolish and impulsively reckless, she certainly did not feel she deserved to be spanked so harshly. Hell, she didn't think deserved to be spanked at all, period, ever.
Why the hell should he care anyway? I'm just a stupid little privileged brat who doesn't know anything, right?
Addy felt her throat go raw, swallowing hard as the hurt swelled up in her battered heart. She wondered how much the man must hate her to treat her so harshly without an ounce of remorse, not even batting an eye at her distress. How cold heart was this man? He humiliated, belittled and degraded her, physically punishing her mercilessly. And the worst part of it all was Addy cared that he loathed her, in fact she cared so much it made her heart ache with an unfamiliar pain. This feeling made Addy frustrated as a vulnerability opened up inside of her making the pain in her backside incomparable. Addy shook her head once again swiping at her eyes angrily riding herself of any tears shed over the loathsome man and her confusing feelings. Addy built up walls around her vulnerable heart burying her unfitting feelings deep down as anger and resentment rose up to replace her grief.
With a hard solemn scowl, Addy got into the shower to wash away the mud, dirt and grim, along with any feelings that hurt too much to bear.
I hate him.
TBC
I obviously can end it there. Poor Addy.
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