7 comments/ 98258 views/ 17 favorites A Lesson Well Earned By: bbwsweetstuff Brandy rolled over and nuzzled deeper into her pillow. She was so warm and comfortable in her bed that she just couldn't bear to rise. The sound and smell of a steady spring rain lulled her back to sleep every time she attempted to try to climb out of bed. The shrill ring of the telephone jarred her slightly awake, reaching over she fumbled with the receiver and mumbled a barely intelligible "hullo". "Brandy Lynn, do NOT tell me you still have your ass in bed!!!!", her husband, Colby, bellowed over the line. She instantly bolted upright in bed trying to get her mind to focus so she could come up with the perfect excuse for her still being there. "Hi...umm...hello darling, ummm, of course I'm not still in bed. I was just..", Her mind whirled trying to come up with anything to tell him about what she was doing with her day. She knew that there were things that she was responsible to see done before this evening. "Do NOT lie to me, missy, I know from the tone of your voice and the stammering that you are still in bed. I'm not going to let that little lie go unpunished either, I assure you. Now tell me why you are still in bed when you have things to do today. Things that NEED done considering we are having my boss and his wife for dinner this evening! Did you forget that little fact? Did you get the groceries for the meal? Did you see that the house was immaculate? Did you pick up my suit from the cleaners? Well, little miss, I am waiting for an answer!" "Ummmm....Colby, I will get everything done on time, I promise....It slipped my..." "Damn it, girl! You know this is an important evening and there you are with your ass still in bed! Get your ass up and get busy. After the dinner is over, we will have a little chat about the importance of time management. You'd better get a move on and things better be perfect or things will be worse than you can imagine for that bottom of yours. NOW MOVE!" With that ultimatum said, there was a click as he hung up the phone. Her heart was racing and she knew she was in for a very painful evening and didn't even want to think about what would happen to her bottom if things turned out less than what he expected. The dinner totally slipped her mind and the peaceful feeling she had while lazing in bed quickly dissipated. Colby was a very good, kind husband, but was also very strict. At the onset of their relationship he told her what he expected from her. Theirs was a 50/50 deal. He believed strongly in domestic discipline; not just delivering it but also receiving it. He believed that instead of arguing and being upset with one another for days on end things could be better dealt with by administering discipline and giving immediate forgiveness. In the course of the discipline being meted out, the receiver had no say in what was given; they must give total control over to the disciplinarian. On occasion that included sexual favors, so to speak. Often, he found himself on the stinging end of the paddle, belt, cane, hairbrush or any of the other implements they had in their arsenal, but, more often than not, she was the one on the receiving end. She just couldn't manage to stay out of trouble longer than a week. She just got over a blistering session with his strop and paddle and now she was in for more! Putting on her clothes, she raced around town getting the makings for dinner, picking up his suit, making it home in time to start dinner, do a quick cleaning of the house and get herself bathed. By the time Colby came home at 5:15 all she had to do was her makeup and throw on her outfit. She could tell by the look in his eyes as he surveyed the house that he was less than pleased with its appearance but there was nothing that could be done. Their guests would arrive within 45 minutes and there was still much to do. The table looked beautiful with white candles, that when lit would cast soft, dancing shadows on the walls. A beautiful vase with a simple arrangement of white calla lilies graced the center of a table that was set with their finest Limoge china. "We haven't much time, so go and get ready. Wear the black dress I like so well. I'm hopping in the shower." Colby said, without as much as a glimpse at her. She could feel the disappointment he still felt towards her. She turned and went to her room to get ready. She wound her long hair into a simple French knot and applied her makeup simply and elegantly. She heard the shower start as she finished and went to finalize the dinner preparations. Colby sauntered downstairs looking resplendent in his charcoal grey, Inghirami suit. "Well, at least the table looks beautiful and the food smells delicious....we will discuss your housekeeping later this evening. Now, we have 5 minutes before our guests arrive and I believe that those minutes will be well spent giving you a sore bottom to sit upon while we entertain and to give you thought as to what you will be getting later." She stood in stunned silence for a second before sighing and waiting for further instructions. She could tell by his demeanor that there would be no negotiating. She did not relish the idea of trying not to squirm all evening while trying to keep up small talk. "Go get me the wooden spatula...you know the one you hate so much. Present it to me then hike up the dress, drop the panties and get yourself bent over the counter top." He said, gruffly. He was fed up with her carefree attitude concerning the house and his business contacts. This dinner was the last opportunity he had to impress his boss and get the promotion of his dreams. The decision would be final within the week and there were 4 other men and women up for it. And she pulls this!!!!! Her bottom was definitely going to pay the price for this little stunt. Brandy went and retrieved the spatula from the drawer and cringed just at the sight of it. This was an implement she dreaded; each stroke seemed to feel like a branding iron pressed to her bottom. She went and stood before him with the spatula, bowing her head and handing it to him; she requested that he use it to punish her bare bottom. "Please, Sir, use this to punish my naughty, bare bottom so I will learn my lesson about disappointing you." "I certainly shall, young lady, now prepare yourself as I instructed." "Yes, Sir." She walked over and stood before the counter. She pulled her dress up around her waist and lowered her panties to her knees where they immediately fell and pooled around her feet. Bending over she spread her legs wide and thrust her bottom out, exposing all of her private areas to his view. Colby walked up and stood behind her, eyeing her freshly shaven pussy and the tight ring of her anus. MMMmmm...he wished he had time to partake in one..or both..of those treasures. However, he had a job to do and he only had a few short minutes to do it in. Raising his arm high he brought the spatula whizzing down to land with a loud slap on her bottom. He watched her bottom cheek dent in deeply as it hit. A perfect, scarlet imprint rose up quickly on her bottom as she let out a loud moan. He raised his arm again and started raining the strokes down, one after another. Only a second or two passed before another stroke would land. Brandy tried to stand as still as possible while Colby harshly spanked her bottom. It felt like a swarm of hornets had landed and kept stinging her bottom over and over again. For 3 minutes she stood squirming and crying while he rained down stroke after stroke of the hard wooden spatula onto her tender bare bottom. Finally he stopped after making sure her entire bottom and tops of her thighs were painted a bright red. He put the spatula away and started rubbing her bottom. Her pussy was soaked with her juices, as he knew it would be because she always got turned on while being punished no matter how painful of an ordeal it was for her. He refused to touch her private areas though; she hadn't earned the privilege of his touch yet. Brandy stayed were she was and let him rub and comfort her bottom. She wished he would rub another area a little lower down because she was so incredibly horny but she knew that any chance of her having an orgasm was a long ways away. Not until he gave permission, which she knew all too well would not be given until after the rest of her punishment this evening had ended. "Stay as you are, Brandy, I'll be back" "Yes, Sir" She didn't have long to wait, mere seconds after he walked out he was back. He walked behind her and spread her bottom cheeks with his left hand. She felt something cool and slick on her anus and then felt his finger slide into her to the hilt, bringing her up onto her tiptoes. She hated anything to do with anal play. He usually demanded it when she was being punished but she always hated it. It hurt her so bad, just his finger hurt her, his cock was damn near unbearable. After a few seconds, she felt his finger withdraw and felt something much larger starting to stretch her anus wide. "Please, stop, Sir, it hurts. IT HURTS" "You are being punished, things are supposed to hurt. I think an evening entertaining our guests with this nice, big butt plug in that tight bottom of yours will serve as a good reminder of what you did to deserve punishment and just what other punishments you are to receive. But think of it this way, my dear, this butt plug will also stretch you out a bit, so when I go to stick my cock into this nice ass later, it won't hurt nearly as much." With that being said, he gave a final push on the plug, watching it stretch her anus wide before it clamped down on the plugs more slender stem when it was fully inserted. "Ok, they will be here any minute, go straighten yourself out and come back here to check on dinner." Colby said, in passing as he went and sat in the living room to await his guests. Brandy reached slowly down and pulled up her panties. She could feel the butt plug shift inside of her with every movement she made. Her bottom hole felt raw and her ass felt like it was on fire from the paddling. She gingerly walked to her bedroom and checked on her appearance. Other than having to fix her eye makeup a bit she didn't look any worse for wear. She just had to keep reminding herself to try her best to walk normally so that their guests wouldn't think there was something wrong with her. Colby would have no qualms what so ever in telling them that she was spanked if asked. They may already know about their lifestyle, as far as she knew. The guests arrived and after a pre-dinner cocktail, she served their meal. Soup, salad, herbed chicken breasts with white wine sauce, wild rice, and glazed baby carrots was the best she could do on the time she allotted herself. It wasn't the elegant meal the Colby had anticipated and she knew that she would also pay the price for that this evening. All in all, though, the dinner went off without a hitch. She managed not to squirm too much and made intelligent small talk with both of their guests. She served dessert and was proud of how things were going. After the dessert was finished, the men asked to be excused and made their way into the living room to "talk shop" and have a drink. Brandy sat and had coffee with the boss's wife and quite enjoyed the conversation. She was a very intelligent woman to talk to and before she knew it, they were preparing to leave. She could tell by the mannerisms of the boss that he was impressed with Colby and she had a good feeling that he would be getting the promotion he longed for. Immediately after their guests left, Colby turned to her, loosening his tie. She knew the time had come to pay the piper. From the look in his eyes, she could tell it wasn't going to be a simple hand spanking. "Brandy, I am going to go and change now. After that, you will be punished for your antics this afternoon. Right now, all you have to do is go strip out of those clothes and get into the living room corner. Don't bother putting anything else on, I want you nude. I'll be down shortly to begin. Get a move on, young lady". His voice was calm and steady, the look in his eyes said, quite clearly, that there was not room for discussion; she had just better follow his directions and make no argument. She did as she was told, and stood naked in the corner. The butt plug still firmly lodged in her behind, making her increasingly uncomfortable. She longed to remove it, but knew the punishment she was about to get would greatly increase if she did so. It seemed like she stood in the corner for an hour before Colby finally came into the room and sat on the couch, staring at her. He couldn't help but admire how beautiful she looked standing there. Her long graceful legs seemed to go on for miles before reaching the smooth, soft, peachy globes of her bottom which still showed a faint pink glow from their earlier meeting with the spatula. Her hair's soft, auburn curls cascaded down her back like a silken waterfall. He sat mesmerized by her beauty for a few minutes before shaking himself out of it so he could get to the task at hand. "Come over here, Brandy Lynn, and stand before me." She did as she was beckoned to do, taking the stance that she knew he required. She stood tall and straight; hands behind her back, breasts thrust out and legs widely spread, giving him full access to her most private places. "Very good, my girl. At least now you are doing as I say. Too bad you didn't see fit to do that this morning, then we wouldn't be here right now. We would be upstairs instead, making love for hours....but as it is, you didn't, and here you are, about to get your bottom blistered. I'm really disappointed in you, Brandy." She could feel her face growing hot as he spoke. A feeling of shame and disappointment overcame her and made her stomach feel like one huge knot. "I'm sorry, Sir", she whispered. "Yes, yes, yes, I'm sure you are," Colby said, "but not as sorry as you will be shortly, I can assure you." "Turn and bend over, young lady, spread those butt cheeks for me." Colby ordered. Feeling embarrassment flood over her, she did as he said. Turning and reaching back, she spread her bottom cheeks as far apart as she could. "Hmmm, the plug seems to have stayed in nicely, I see" Colby stated, matter of factly. Taking hold of the plug he gave it a few good twists, watching her body tense with each movement. He knew how much she hated anal play, but as much as she hated it; he loved it so he made sure to always include some in her discipline. After twisting the plug around and getting her used to the feeling, he took firm grasp of it and started plunging it in and out of her, slowly at first but getting faster and faster until he had it rocketing back and forth inside her. "oooh, oh, Please don't Colby, please!" Brandy exclaimed, as he started screwing it in and out of her. :"Please! It hurts!" She squirmed, and moaned, and begged to no avail. For 5 minutes, Colby made sure to fuck her with the plug. By then, Brandy felt like her anus had been rubbed raw. With a quick shove, Colby lodged the butt plug deeply into her and left it there. He was not planning to remove it until he replaced it with his cock. This would not be until her session was almost completed. Standing up, Colby went and retrieved a heavy duffel bag that housed most of their implements. "All right, Brandy, lay on your back on the couch. It's time to start heating up that ass of yours. Lift your legs up and back to your chest." Brandy hated this position. It exposed all of her private areas and she knew that this position meant that not only would her bottom be getting spanked but also her pussy and anus. This was going to be a more serious session than she had earlier thought. Taking a small oak paddle and short, thick leather strap from the bag, Colby set them beside her on the couch cushion. He braced his arm under her legs so she wouldn't be able to lower them during her spanking. He couldn't help but admire her smooth, slick pussy and the plug peeking out of her anus had his cock straining to burst out of his pants. After a few seconds of trying to get his libido in check he started slapping her thighs and bottom cheeks hard with his hand. Over and over, his hand fell, leaving perfect hand prints that turned white then quickly red after each blow. Brandy squirmed each time his hand fell but he had her firmly pinned so any idea she may have had of trying to get away from the hurtful swats were quickly diminished. For five minutes he spanked, getting harder with every minute that passed until the final 30 seconds had him bringing his hand down machine gun style. He meant to teach her a lesson that she wouldn't soon forget. She was constantly getting in trouble for the same things and he was getting tired of the lesson not sinking in. He fully intended for this lesson to finally break her cycle of laziness. If it didn't, woes betide her the next time! By the end of the five minutes, Brandy had tears welling up in her eyes. She was tough, it took a lot to make her cry and even more to make her sob. Colby knew this and always made sure that he spanked her until at least some tears fell. Usually, she just got a hand-spanking and it ended, but that was only for minor things...this was no minor thing and she knew that she would not be sitting comfortably for days to come. Immediately following the end of her hand-spanking, Colby picked up the wooden paddle. "You're getting twenty-five spanks with this paddle, young lady. I want to hear you count them out, thank me after each one, and ask for the next. If you fail to do any of these things the stroke will not count. If I have to remind you more than twice we will start over from the beginning. Do you understand, Brandy Lynn?" "Yes, Sir, I understand" "Good, then lets begin, shall we? Start the count." "Please sir, give me the first stroke of the paddle." Brandy said, trying to brace herself for the pain that he was making her ask for. Raising his hand high, Colby swiftly brought the paddle down to land with a splat on her left bottom globe. Brandy couldn't help but utter a startled yelp. The pain was intense on her already sore backside. It seemed to explode across her bottom and reverberate across every nerve in her body. "Please, Colby, not so hard. It hurts so bad! I promise I will be good. I've learned my lesson and won't mess up again, just please don't spank me any more." Brandy implored him, hoping against hope that just this one time he would stop. "Brandy, I hear the same promises from you every time you are being punished. If your promises were sincere then you wouldn't be finding yourself in your current position, now would you? I fully intend for that to change tonight. I am going to give you a punishment that I hope will make you think twice in the future. Apparently, I have been too lenient in past lessons as they do not seem to have gotten through to you...but this one will or the next one will last an entire weekend. Now, are you going to ask for the next stroke or should I just double the count to fifty?" "No, NO, don't double it, PLEASE. I'll count!" "Good, then let's get on with it." "Thank you Sir, for the first stroke, please give me the second so I will learn my lesson." Again, Colby raised his hand and delivered a blistering stroke to her right bottom cheek. Two matching scarlet blotches could now be seen super imposed on the lighter red coloring imposed upon her from the hand-spanking.. The paddling continued her thanking him and asking for the next stroke, he delivering stroke after harsh stroke until the entire twenty-five had been given; leaving her bottom and thighs an intense shade of scarlet. "You took those very well, Brandy Lynn, but we aren't quite done with this position. Lift your legs high and spread them as wide as you can, it's time to punish that naughty pussy and anus, my dear." A Lesson Well Earned Brandy cringed at his words but complied while he exchanged the paddle for the short leather strap. "You will be receiving 6 strokes on each area, no need to count them or thank me for them. Do no move out of position or the stroke will not count and you will receive it again. Got it?" "Yes, Sir" Raising the strap, Colby brought it down with medium force up her open pussy, catching the entire length with its stinging kiss. She tried to hold her reaction inside, emitting only a slight hiss between her clenched teeth. Every 15 seconds Colby delivered another stroke to her most tender area. By the third stroke, Brandy was thrashing her head and moaning; clutching her legs so tight the tips of her fingers turned white. She was bound and determined not to get out of position. There was no way that she wanted to receive any more strokes than she must. By the sixth stroke, her pussy was bright pink, the inner lips and clit slightly swollen...and very wet. He knew, that know matter how painful a spanking she got, she was always aroused by them. He couldn't wait until the time came for him to feel himself buried deep within her. "You are taking your punishment well tonight. I'm proud of you." "Thank you, Sir.", said Brandy, his words of praise lightening the heaviness in her heart a bit. She hated that she disappointed him and knew that whatever punishment she receive, she deserves. She wouldn't hesitate to punish him just as severely had the roles been reversed. "Now, its time for your anus to be punished and then you will have a short break to compose yourself before we move on.", Colby said, reaching down and removing the butt plug from her. "Okay, young lady, reach down and spread those cheeks for me." She did as he ordered and closed her eyes, readying herself for what was coming. Her anus was already sore from the plug and she knew that this was going to hard to get through. Picking up the strap once again, Colby raised it and brought it swiftly down upon her exposed anus. Brandy jumped about a foot off of the couch but managed to maintain her position. He could see that she had a very firm grip on her bottom cheeks, keeping them well spread and had her eyes tightly clamped shut. Colby decided to get this part of the punishment over as quickly as possible and delivered the remaining five strokes with only a second between them. He didn't strike her very hard, he knew that she was already sore and that just a medium stroke would suffice in getting his point across. Immediately following her anal punishment he sat beside her and gathered her in his arms, letting her cry on his chest. He stroked her hair and told her how much he loved her. He kept her that way for about ten minutes before telling her that she must get up. "Okay, Brandy, its time for you to get up, dear. Your punishment isn't quite over yet. Stand before me with your back turned so I may place the plug back into your bottom." "Oh, please Colby, please leave it out. You know how I hate it." "I know you do, but you ARE being punished. This isn't about what you like; it's about learning a lesson. A punishment should be feared, be something that you don't want to get...not something that you look forward to. Now no more arguments get your ass turned around and spread!" She immediately did as she was told. She knew by the tone of his voice that if she said another word in argument that she would be punished for it. Seeing her standing there with her long legs spread exposing both of her pleasure canals had him about ready to toss her on the bed and have his way with both of them. He had to try to keep himself in check so he could do what he knew he had to do. Picking up the plug, he lodged it firmly back into her bottom, eliciting a long moan from her. He couldn't resist the temptation her position offered him so he reached out and started stroking her pussy. Spreading her folds and inserting one finger deep inside her causing her to gyrate her hips trying to get his finger even deeper. He removed his finger making her sigh in frustration but quickly leaning over and sucking her clit hard into his mouth. She let out a surprised gasp and her knees almost buckled. She was so close to orgasm that she silently begged him not to stop but after after only a second or two he removed his hot mouth from her. "Mmmm....I'd love to keep that up, my dear, but I'm not allowing you any orgasms yet. Now, go stand in your corner for a bit while I get things ready for your next punishment." Standing in the corner, she listened to him moving things around. Within minutes she heard him turn on the television and the sounds of his favorite program start. 'Damn', she said to herself, 'that's an hour long program! He is going to make me stand here for an hour!' Colby chuckled to himself; he could tell by her agitated shifting in the corner that she was getting herself in a dither about the television being on. He also knew that she wanted this punishment to be over, but he had every intention of dragging it out a bit longer. Besides, his favorite program was on and he wasn't about to miss it. "You can stop that fidgeting now, young lady,' He scolded, "stand still and think about what led you to be punished this evening. We will continue your lesson once my show has ended. Any more fidgeting and I will add an extra hour of corner time for you after I reheat your bottom with the wooden paddle." With that threat, her fidgeting came to an abrupt halt and he turned his attention back to his program. Relaxing and drinking a glass of white wine he kicked back and enjoyed the show. Standing there, in the corner, while he took his time and watched his show had her aggravated. She knew that she was getting was she deserved but dammit she wanted this over with! She wanted to feel his arms around her, soothing and comforting her. She wanted to spend hours making love to him and falling asleep in his arms. Finally, after an hour, which to her felt like three, she heard him click off the television and walk across the room. "All right, Brandy lets get things moving. Come here and bend over the back of the chair." Turning from the corner Brandy started walking slowly over to where Colby stood. She noticed that a few things were moved. Their coffee table had been moved along a far wall and one of their dining chairs had been place in its spot in the middle of their living room.. As her eyes scanned and took in the scene before her, she spied the much dreaded cane clutched in his hand. Her heart skipped a beat and her steps faltered; there was nothing that she hated more than feeling that cane lay stripes on her backside. "Please Colby, please, not the cane. I don't think I can take it. Please don't do this!" Brandy pleaded with him. "You always say that Brandy Lynn, and you always manage to get thru it. I know it hurts, I know you hate it. I also know that you are in desperate need of it. If you didn't need a dose of it, then you wouldn't have pulled the stunt that you did today. Now no more pleading, no more arguing over punishment. You earned this yourself, you can only blame yourself. Now do as I said...over the chair NOW!" She resigned herself to her fate and with a deep sigh she draped herself over the back of the chair. Standing on tiptoes, she reached for the front legs, stretching herself as tight as possible. She knew this was what was required of her and she didn't want to earn more strokes than she was already in for. Colby stood back and stared at his wife. The way she looked draped over that chair was a thing of beauty. Her ample breasts dangling under her, those long legs flexed and spread wide leading up to her soaking pussy and still fully stuffed bottom hole. He had planned to wait until after her caning to take her but he couldn't control himself any longer. His cock had been straining in his pants for far too long and he needed release. Reaching between her bottom cheeks he firmly grasped the butt plug and pulled it from her. Grabbing the lube from the bag he lubed up her anus and his cock generously. Brandy felt him remove the plug and knew what was coming. She hated anal sex, it always pained her badly but she knew that it was a given when she was being punished. She felt him slide his fingers deep inside of her anus, coating it with lube. With her teeth tightly clenched she waited for his cock to force itself into her tight sphincter muscle. Parting her cheeks with his hands, Colby lined his cock up with her anus and started to slowly descend its depths. Her sphincter gripping him tightly, trying to eject his hard cock as he forced his way past it; burying himself completely inside her. Her body tense and her anus squeezing his cock was almost his immediate undoing. He waited, buried inside of her, until she grew accustomed to him. Feeling her finally relax a bit, he started thrusting slowly in and out of her. Gradually building up speed, Colby fucked her anus until he was ramming her hard and fast. Pulling his cock all the way out until only the tip remained before plummeting deeply back into her depths. Brandy moaned and groaned, feeling his cock stretching her to her limits. Her anus felt raw and swollen. The strange thing was the faster and harder he took her, the wetter her pussy got. She was so horny she didn't think she could take it. "Colby, please, I need to cum. Please, let me cum!", she pleaded with him. Hearing her begging him to cum and knowing that she had a full caning to get through, Colby decided to give in. Reaching around her while still screwing her tight hole, he found her clit and started pinching and rubbing it. "Cum with me, Brandy. I'm about to explode in this tight ass of yours." As soon as she heard those words and felt his fingers on her clit, Brandy screamed out in orgasmic bliss. Her pussy pulsed and throbbed in a much pent up release. She felt Colby's cock grow even bigger inside her before he filled her with his hot seed. Satiated they both collapsed over the chair back, Colby still buried in her bottom. Breathing hard, they stayed that way for a few moments trying to get themselves under control. "I love you, Brandy, I hope you know that.", Colby whispered in her ear. "I love you too, Colby, always will.", she replied, sincerely. Withdrawing himself from her, Colby went and got a warm washcloth from the restroom and cleansed both of them from the results of their romp. "Brandy, why don't we get this over with so we can move on to better things...like an entire night spent making love?", Colby asked. "Do we have to? Can't we just move on to the making love part?" "No we can't, you know that, but that was a nice try", he chuckled softly. "Stay across the chair for a few minutes and prepare yourself. I'm going to use the restroom and when I return we will finish things up." Within five minutes, all too soon for Brandy, Colby returned. She heard the cane swish through the air as he gave a few practice swipes. She knew the time had come and she tried to mentally prepare herself for the forth coming ordeal. With a heavy heart, Colby readied himself for the final phase of her punishment. Taking a deep breath, he began. "Brandy Lynn, you will receive eight strokes of this cane across your naked bottom and thighs. You will remain in position, failure to do so will result in extra strokes. If I have to remind you more than twice to stay in position, your hands will be secured and the count will begin again at one. Do you understand?" "Yes, Sir, I understand. I'm sorry, Sir, for disappointing you and I know that I deserve this caning. Please forgive me." "I forgive you, Brandy...I will always forgive you because I love you. You are paying the price for your misdeeds and then it will all be forgotten. Now, let's get this caning over with shall we? There is no need for you to count or thank me for each stroke, just concentrate on taking them bravely." Brandy felt him take a step back and braced herself for the first stroke. With an evil hiss it landed across the middle of her bottom. It felt like a branding iron had been applied to her naked cheeks. She couldn't help but let out a loud yelp as she felt the pain course through her body. Colby watched as her smooth ass cheeks dented in deep and bounced back after the first stroke. Immediately a bright pink welt appeared across both cheeks. He waited thirty seconds before delivering the next stroke. He preferred to let the pain sink in a bit and give her time to prepare for the next blow. Raising the cane high, he brought it whistling down to land with a resounding crack an inch below the first welt. His heart felt heavy as he watched her buck and struggle to remain in position. As much as he believed in corporal punishment, it was still hard for him to cane her. He loved her with all of his heart and didn't relish being the cause of her agony. He knew, though, that it was what he had to do and he steeled himself to deliver what was necessary. Brandy felt the second blow land below the first, forming an almost unbearable line of agony. She couldn't control her tears now as they fell copiously down her face and dripped off of her chin. Gripping the chair as tight as she could she resigned herself to her fate and knew that everything would soon be over. 'Just a few more, and it will be done', she kept repeating to herself silently. The next four strokes fell in much the same way. Each delivered a half inch below the others forming a never-ending band of pain. Brandy bucked and howled over the chair, never once moving out of position. Her tears forming a puddle on the seat of the chair as she sobbed. Like an automaton, Colby delivered stroke after blistering stroke of the cane while watching his wife writhe in pain. Tears formed in his own eyes as he watched her tears fall. Taking a deep breath he primed himself for the delivery of the final two strokes. They were always the worse ones, both landing on the juncture of thigh and buttock. Brandy's bottom felt like it was swollen twice its normal size as she endured the hard caning. Having counted six strokes, she knew that the more dreaded final two was about to be given. These alone hurt worse than the combined pain of three or four strokes. She arched her back and clenched her teeth tight in preparation. Raising his arm high, Colby brought the cane whizzing down to land on the tender area of where bottom meets thigh. Immediately, without a pause, he delivered the sixth stroke directly on top of the fifth. Brandy howled as those final two blazed across her backside. Collapsing across the chair, she sobbed piteously. Laying the cane down, Colby went to Brandy, picking up her sobbing form he carried her to their bedroom. Sitting down on their bed, he gathered her into his arms and held her on his lap. Stroking her hair, he tried to soothe her, telling her how proud he was of her taking her punishment so bravely and how much he loved her. He held her, kissing the top of her head until her sobbing subsided. "Come on, honey", Colby said, "lay on your tummy and I'll rub some aloe on your bottom. It will help with the sting." Brandy did as he suggested and rolled over, clutching a pillow. Colby took his time and very gently rubbed the aloe all over her sore bottom and anus. Paying special attention to the welts that now formed hard ridges across both of her nether cheeks. As he rubbed her bottom, he let his hand stray lower and lower until he was rubbing her wet pussy. He slowly started working two fingers deeply inside her while his thumb worked wonders on her hard clit. Brandy sighed and nuzzled into her pillow. The initial contact of his fingers on her bottom made the stinging worse but after a bit the aloe started to work and the pain diminished a little. When his hand found his way to her pussy she couldn't stop from arching, trying to impale herself deeper onto his talented fingers. With his hand, he urged her to rise up onto her knees and spread herself wide. He dove his face into her pussy, working his tongue deep inside of her passage. Licking the length of her hungry pussy, he caught her clit between his lips, sucking, and nibbling on it until she was writhing in unadulterated pleasure. He could feel her juices coating his face as she arched her back and came to a screeching orgasm. He kept licking and sucking her right through her orgasm and didn't stop until she collapsed with a satisfied sigh. He climbed up the bed and lied beside her, pulling her on top of him. Stroking her hair and looking deeply into her eyes, he impaled her onto his hard cock. Brandy felt his cock plunge deep within her, throwing her head back she started rocking back and forth. Taking it deeply inside her she could feel it hit her cervix with each thrust. She rode him harder and harder, grinding her clit into his pelvic bone until she came once again. Colby held her hips, holding her steady as she fucked him. The feeling of her hot, tight, wet pussy clutching his cock was heaven to him. He felt her clench up as her orgasm began. Her pussy started contracting around his cock, milking him with its inner walls. The feeling was more than he could take, his cock swelled and flooded her womb with his hot cum. Brandy collapsed on top of him, his spent cock still buried within her. Raising her head up, she looked deeply into his eyes and seen the same love she was feeling for him reflected there. "I know I sometimes disappoint you, Colby. And I know that you don't want to punish me just as I don't want to punish you when you deserve it. But though, I hate being disciplined, I wouldn't change anything about the life we have together. You keep me grounded and I'd rather be punished than to have you stay disappointed in me. What I'm trying to say, Colby, is that I love you. I love everything about you and I appreciate you loving me enough to punish me when I need it. Please, don't ever leave me. I wouldn't be able to go on." said Brandy. "I love you too, Brandy, and you don't ever have to worry about my leaving you. I could never do that, nor would I ever want to. You are my life. I need you like I need the air I breathe. Without you, I couldn't live. And I wouldn't change a thing about any part of our lives. This life is better than any I had ever dreamed I would have." Brandy tilted her head and kissed him deeply then laid her head on his chest and fell fast asleep. Colby lay there, listening to her even breathing as she slept. Wrapping his arms around her, he nuzzled his face into her hair and felt his eyes grow heavy. They slept through the night in a dreamless sleep. Their arms and legs entwined around one another so that you couldn't tell where one ended and the other began. When morning came, in a blaze of bright spring sunlight, they made love again before beginning their day.