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**Kitten** · July 18th, 2016, 04:03 AM

Alana gasped softly at the sharp slap, twisting a little in Nicholas' lap. She couldn't help herself however, and the hum of the glove coming to life made her remember how good it felt when she was being spanked for pleasure instead of punishment. She let out a soft noise every time the others hard hand came down on the currently powerless backside, leg kicking up just a little with the pain.

Tears were starting to gather in her eyes and she sniffled before answering him. "B-broke curfew," the brunette whimpered and bit her lip. "Made you ah! worry." Her chest ached with the thought. Her job wasn't easy, wasn't safe, that Nick had stayed up all night waiting and worrying filled her with the worst kind of guilt, the kind that ate at her insides. She sobbed a little, not from the pain which wasn't that bad yet, but from the guilt.

**Dungeon** · July 18th, 2016, 04:16 PM

Nicholas continued the assault on Alana's bottom, groaning internally. He hated this. He hated everything about this situation. He never enjoyed disciplining her, but the occasional firm hand was needed in this marriage. Her sobs broke his heart, but this needed to happen. He was actually arguing if it was really necessary, as she was clearly remorseful, but he couldn't stop now. Desperate to hurry and end this punishment, his strikes got faster and harder, aimed more specifically at her sitspots.

As he spanked Alana, his eyes drifted to the hairbrush. It had to be used, especially since she had acknowledged her fear of the dreaded implement. He struck her a few more times, the strongest yet, before pausing. "Now, Alana, were almost done. I'm going to use the brush now, alright? If you struggle or kick, I'll start over on the bare." Instead of waiting for a response, he quickly grabbed the wooden implement and slammed it in the center of her cheeks.

**Kitten** · July 19th, 2016, 04:22 AM

All too soon her quiet sobs of regret turned into genuine ones of pain. She clamped her hands into the blankets and dug in her toes, determined to be good for her punishment. It was difficult and Alana had to clench her teeth as tears flowed openly down her cheeks. The pain was really bad, but it was worth it for the feeling of peace that was blooming in her chest. Nicholas really truly loved her, wanted her to be safe and happy, and was proving it with each hard whack.

"I'm so-sorry," she sobbed out finally, body relaxing into the hard smacks. "Sorry sorry sorry Nick!" her black hair started to look pretty crazy as she hid her face in her arm. "I love ow! Ah I love you! I won't ah ow! do it again ow!" She whimpered out a few more apologies and declarations of love as the spanking went on, replacing all of her thoughts and fears and bad feelings with just the simple easy to handle burning of her firm, supple ass.

**Dungeon** · July 19th, 2016, 05:18 AM

Nicholas smiled down at her, his unoccupied hand weaving through her hair. "We're almost done." The brush was relentless, paddling Alana's blazing bottom with little restraint. The clap of wood against flesh echoed loudly through the room as the punishment neared it's end. No part of Alana's ass was safe from the punishing blows of the hairbrush, slapping down on both cheeks, her sitspots, and thighs. What with not only being depowered, but also sore from the warm up, it wasn't long before the punishment reached its climax.

After two or three more agonizing minutes, Nicholas dropped the brush, stripping the glove from his hand and laying it on the bed. His hand gently rubbed and massaged Alana's rear, careful not to put too much pressure on the abused flesh. His other hand continued stroking her hair, wiping any tears that fell. Nicholas whispered soothing words to Alana, smiling down at her. "I'm sorry I had to do this to you. But, all is forgiven now. I love you, LaLa."

**Kitten** · July 19th, 2016, 08:05 PM

Alana hissed as the other gently touched her, burying her face in both arms and giving into the shuddering sobs that followed a good, hard paddling. She was just starting to relax into the soft touches, ready to be held and snuggled, maybe sleep a little or even something more fun, when she heard that dreaded nickname once again.

"Nick," the blue eyed woman said as calmly as she could, breathing still a little stuttered. "I've already told you not to call me that." She turned to look at him, wanting her husband to understand that she wasn't kidding or playing around. "I don't like it. It sounds like a bad stripper name. Please don't do it again."

The young woman wiped at her eyes and drew in a shuddering breath, a little miffed to have been broken out of her comforting head space. It wasn't how things worked between them, however, she didn't simply have to do whatever Nick wanted. Alana moved to get up, angry and a little bit hurt at the others actions. Now all she wanted was dinner and to sleep.

**Dungeon** · July 19th, 2016, 08:35 PM

Nicholas merely shrugged, helping his wife stand. "Ok, ok. Just trying to lighten the mood. You know I hate this when it's for punishment." Nick wrapped his arms around Alana's waist, pulling her in a warm embrace. "I do love you, though." After a moment, he gave her a quick kiss before releasing her. "Now, go clean the dishes, please. I worked really hard on that meal, and it's no good cold or microwaved."

After issuing the soft order, Nick sat back on the bed, leaning back and relaxing. Today had been pretty stressful, but now he could finally just take a breather and rest. He was still slightly horny from earlier, but he was sure that Alana wasn't in the same mood that he was in, especially after blatantly upsetting her with the dreaded nickname. Nicholas closed his eyes, sighing softly at the new tranquility.