An Almost Good Girl

[Konmnire]

Marnie winced at every pinch and squeeze, already squirming.

"Because my husband enjoys it too much," she muttered under her breath.

[FrankFly]

York's smug expression turned into a more annoyed expression upon hearing Marnie's little comment.

"Young lady, YOU were the one who decided to ask for that first spanking. I would have never even thought of it if you hadn't mentioned it," he said firmly in his own defense. "The only reason I'm going to use it now is because the last one seemed to be effective! Now, young lady, tell me why I felt the need to put you across my lap!" he ordered, his voice carrying an unfamiliar air of authority.

[Konmnire]

Marnie flinched a little at his tone of voice. Normally she would be head over heels if York was acting authoritative, but now she just felt embarrassed. She gulped, feeling a little jittery now, like she really didn't want to upset him further.

"Because I acted like a little brat," she said quickly. "And I yelled at you."

[FrankFly]

"Very good," York grumbled, raising his hand, preparing the first strike. "Just because you didn't get what you wanted."

York brought his hand down firmly upon Marnie's bottom, a crisp clapping noise sounding as contact was made. He didn't intend to make the rest of them this hard, but wanted to get her attention right off the bat.

[Konmnire]

Marnie yelped at the first swat. "Ow," she cried, flinging her hand back in attempt to already stop the spanking.

[FrankFly]

Just as quickly as Marnie's hand flew backwards, York's left hand snatched it and pinned it behind her back in order to prevent any future attempts to shield herself from her deserved bottom warming.

"Uh uh," York scolded, applying another swat to her bottom, although considerably softer this time. This time he noticed something... Upon impact, Marnie's bottom, unrestrained by any form of clothing, wobbled slightly. He found this fact to be both adorable and amusing. He applied another, gentle smack, just to watch his wife's bubble bottom react. York knew better than to comment on this, but it was must have been obvious that he was observing this fact.

[Konmnire]

Marnie whimpered slightly as York snatched her and and pinned it down. She suddenly felt trapped and vulnerable. She noticed that York had swatted lightly, far too lightly, and she knew EXACTLY why.

She turned her head back, pouting. "Yooooooork, " she whined, "Stop messing with my bottom!"

[FrankFly]

Just to defy his wife's plea, York gave her left cheek a particularly hard pinch.

"Would you rather I go back to smacking it?" he asked, smiling down on her impishly. He gave her bottom another one of the light pats. "If you insist..." he murmured, raising his hand into the air dramatically.

York was having fun. Yes, he was still upset with his wife for her childish behavior, but she knew what she had done wrong...

[Konmnire]

Marnies eyes widened comically. "Nononono," she said in a huge, horrified gasp. "You can take as long as you want!"

Marnie wanted to play along because she truly did feel bad for being SO rude earlier. She loved his smile.

[FrankFly]

"That's what I wanted to hear," York said, a trace of a chuckle in his voice. He lowered his hand, and gave Marnie's right cheek an affectionate squeeze. How could he stay mad at such an adorable little woman?

"But, I DO still think you deserve a spanking... Does a light one sound okay?"