Saturday Spankings, January 4

                 

Mistress Blake is allowing longer snippets today, bless her heart! Now don't think for a minute Winter Spanks is over - you have through midnight tonight to join in for the prizes. For my Winter Spanks story, click right here and you can find out all the details and possible win a copy of Cassie's Space or Cassie's next book Cassie's Tale, that will be out in February.

Picking up where last weeks snippet left off, Tom is extremely upset with Cassie both for planning the shopping trip to the adult store and for lying to him about it. Having given himself a little time to calm down, he joins Cassie in the bedroom, determine to let her know his exact feelings about her actions.

Walking across the room, he picked up the ivory brush. It didn’t surprise me, but my heart hammered and my bottom tingled at just the sight of it in his hands. I searched desperately for something to say, something that would make him see the events of our trip in a different light, but nothing came to me. I’m not sure I could have even made words come out.

Tom came to the bed and put out his hand to help me stand and, sitting on the bed, he pulled me across his lap. I quickly hugged the pillow to my face as Tom said, “If you feel we need new spanking implements, enough to sneak off to some sex shop to get them, perhaps I am just not using the ones we have to their full effect.” 

I still had on my slacks, but as Tom took off with that brush I realized it simply didn’t matter. He burned me up. I tried to absorb it, to breath through the pain, but finally my arm flung out, I almost reached back to try to protect my bottom-a cardinal sin in our home, but I managed to stop myself.

Tom paused to allow me to catch my breath and I grabbed the pillow again with determination. Tom began talking, “You knew I didn’t want you going to those stores. They’re not the type of place a lady goes. What about this shopping trip made it important enough to completely go against my wished and then lie to me?”

I was still concentrating on the pain and breathing, but with another hard pop, Tom demanded, “Answer me.”

“I… I… there is no answer. I’m an idiot, honey I didn’t think of it as defying you. It just seemed like something silly and funny we wanted to try.”

“It sounds like you think I’m a big joke, someone you only have to listen to if I’m standing right there. Is that how you feel?”

“No Tom. That’s not it at all, it’s just…” I know for a fact that my online blogging friends had made this sound like such fun, sneaking off without Tom’s knowledge to try something forbidden. But I would surely never be able to mention that.

“Tom, I’m sorry. Truly sorry, it was a silly, stupid idea that just got away from me. I never meant it as disrespect for you and your wishes.”

“I appreciate what you’re saying girl, but you’re smarter than this and I want you to remember this the next time you latch onto some similar ideas.” With that, he began spanking again and I nearly ripped the pillow in two. It has been a very long time since he’d spanked so hard.

I had already started crying by this time, but tears don’t impress Tom when he is in the middle of things. He paused again and stood me up. I had little hope that he was finished.

Standing there, together by the bed, Tom held me at arm’s length. He looked at me intently when he asked, “Cassie, why did you lie to me?” His tone told me that he was still upset with me and I realized I’d also hurt him.

      I could only cry harder. I felt just awful. And I truly don’t know why I lied. I had already been caught. I knew he would to spank me. What could I have possibly thinking? 

I hope you'll go here and get a copy of Cassie's Space and really get to know her and be all ready for the second book. 

Blurb:Meet Cassie, a former wild child, who meets her match, and creates the match of a lifetime. To nearly all who know her now, Cassie is a vivacious, sweet southern lady, who is the epitome of grace and proper behavior. Look a tiny bit closer and you’ll see that Cassie has another side – the one whose language could make a sailor blush as she drinks him under the table.

Thanks to her loving husband Tom, who even after thirty years of marriage, never hesitates to put Cassie over his knee when she strays too far from his view of ladylike behavior, few people other than close old friends know this side of Cassie exists.

Cassie and Tom show that love and passion are not the sole property of the young. Love and passion grows and changes with age. While aging may bring on challenges – the love and passion between these two people only grows stronger.