Mike rubbed Sally’s back and let her beg. He knew that in that begging she was coming to terms with the facts. “If you move, if you disappear I will find you, and when I do I will not be nice like I have been this weekend.” Mike let that sink in as Sally closed off and tried to sit up. Mike pulled her hair and pulled her back to her place. Through gritted teeth he growled in a low voice. “I told you not to move from a position until I gave you permission! Now I have to punish you bitch! Get up!” and Mike stood up, grabbed the wooden spoon off the coffee table, and moved to the middle seat on the couch. He sat down and pulled her down on his lap. “Stomach first, I am going to spank you for being disobedient. I told you the rules and you need to know that every time you break them I will be there to correct the behavior. Now you are going to count and thank me after each one. Do not mess up.”
And he began, strong and briskly. Not giving her too much time between each impact, and he heard her trying to breathe through it so she could count and thank him. She did so for thirty strikes, and was sobbing, but counting. Mike felt the lesson was learned and stopped. He rubbed her ass to lessen the burning then told her to stand up in front of him. “I don’t think you quite understand how much I don’t like punishing you. I want you to think about the actions that led up to the punishment and the punishment itself while standing with your nose against the wall on that side of the room as far away from the door as possible but not so you can see out the window. Go!” Sally ran to the other side of the room and stood about three feet from the window, she did not want to be accused of looking out of it. “Nose to the wall and do not let it loose contact with the wall till I call you back over here.”
After ten minutes of watching her fidget, and mostly keep her nose on the wall, Mike spoke up relieving her from her task at hand. “Sally come here assume position two in front of me and tell me what you thought about during your corner time.”
Sally moved quickly to a kneeling position in front of Mike. She felt like a child in school being disciplined by a teacher. “Sir, if I tell you I will get in trouble.”
“No you will not because I am asking you what you thought about so as long as you tell me the truth I will not get mad, so tell me.”
“I thought how stupid it was that I was standing against the wall like a five year old. And how much I don’t like you at all, and I can’t wait for you to leave, so I can tell the cops.” Mike smiled. The fact that she was telling him this because he ordered her to meant that because she had been ordered to not go to the cops, she probably would not go to the cops, but he would leave that nugget of truth for another time. She was being pouty, and he wanted to focus her.
“And what else? I told you to think about your actions that led up to the punishment and the punishment, did you think about them?”
“Some, I thought you were not very fair, I was getting up because you were making me scared and you just made me more scared, I was not even going to run, I don’t know why, but I wasn’t. And I don’t like being spanked. It’s embarrassing to be pulled over your lap like that. And I hate it.”
“Good, Punishments are supposed to be something you do not like, I assure you the punishment was rather light and fair, I was being nice. I am glad you were not going to run, but you need to learn to ask permission before you do things. You are not to do anything without permission when I am home, is that understood?” Mike looked at Sally and raised his eyebrows in a warning.
“Yes Sir, I understand I am not to do anything without permission.” Sally whispered, almost whimpered.
“Good come sit on the couch. Stay while I figure out a movie. Do not leave the couch, but you may make yourself comfortable.
Mike went and picked one of her favorite movies, he had been spying on her long enough to know which ones she watched over and over. Sally curled up on the side of the couch furthest away from where Mike had been sitting; he had not said where she had to sit. Mike smiled to himself, but he wanted Sally to relax and enjoy the rest of the night so he voiced no displeasure at her choice and in fact instead of sitting next to her sat where he had been. The movie started and when Sally saw it was one of her favorites she got a bit excited, and was surprised. She had thought he was trying to entertain himself not please her, but there was no mistaking his intent when he said:
“Surprised Sally? I thought our last night together for awhile could be relaxed and perhaps if you want to think of it as a bit romantic I would not mind. I will make dinner afterwards, and then off to bed.”
“That sounds nice. Does that mean no more sex stuff? Uhh Sir?”
“Yes, no more sex stuff and no more punishments unless you do something very bad. If I have to punish you tonight you will bruise before bedtime, which I don’t want. So don’t make me. But Sally?” Mike waited for her to look into his eyes “You DO still need to call me Sir. Okay?”
“Yes Sir. Sir? If it is supposed to be, well it sounds kinda like a date, so can I get dressed like I would for a date, Sir?
Mike was not sure, he felt a trick coming on. “Why?’
“Well, I have had these on for a long time, they are hard to relax in and I could wear something, nicer.”
Mike looked at her hard, wondering what was going on in that pretty little head, but her deep brown eyes told him nothing. He thought about giving her guidelines about what she was allowed to put on, but was kind of curious what she might pick out on her own. Would she go for a turtleneck so he had zero access or would she try to please him. It was worth the experiment.“It is six o’clock, you have till 6:45 to be ready. I will be checking in on you while I prep for dinner, so leave the door open to your room. Do you want to eat during the movie or after?”
“After Sir, and Sir?”
“Yes?”
“Can I take a shower?”
“If you are ready and you hair is dry by 6:45.”
“Yes Sir, and thank you Sir.”
“And Sally?”
“Yes, Sir?”
“Leave the bathroom door open too. You may go now.”
“Yes Sir!” and Sally turned on her heels and practically ran to her room.
Mike could swear Sally was almost smiling as she ran to her room. There was no escape for her there he had made sure the window in the bathroom was not big enough, and the one in the bedroom had been shut with a rod and a padlock and a drill. He walked to her room and looked through the open door. No Sally but the shower water was running so he went to the bathroom door and peaked in and sure enough there she was behind the glass door taking a shower. He decided to let see how this played out and went to the kitchen to do the prep.
Sally had just wanted some ‘normal’ time to herself. No monster, no gentleman, just her and some normal activities and taking a shower and getting dressed up seemed like fun even if she had to ask permission. Knowing that time was not on her side especially with the demand for dry hair she took a quick but through shower, applied lotion and then went to her closet. For most dates she would have worn jeans, but she had a feeling that was not the best route tonight so she picked the only skirt she had. It was a navy blue straight skirt below the knees, It was a work outfit. She found a white blouse that went really well with it, a sleeveless cowl-necked blouse. She was not sure of the sleeveless, but did not want to wear long sleeves and the sleeveless was supposed to go under a business jacket. Hopefully she looked good enough without him thinking she was trying to turn him on or anything. She just wanted to wear somewhat normal clothes, and not get in trouble for what she picked out. She found thigh high nylons and the 2 inch heels that matched the outfit. In an effort to get extra points she had consciously decided to not wear panties. Once her clothes were picked out she looked at the time, it was 6:30, crap she was not dressed and her hair was not dried, she went to the bathroom to dry her hair for ten minutes, she could get dressed in a hurry if she had to.