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KATIE’S RED WAGON
?by Alex B.
?The moment Katie Bingham opened her purse to pay for lunch,
?she knew she was in big trouble. The problem stemmed from
?the fact that this was not the purse she normally used,
?it was sort of a spare. Unfortunately, the last time she’d
?worn it, she put some important papers inside and then
?forgot all about them.
??Great!? Katie sighed.
?Her workmates, Rachel and Liz, looked up from their desserts.
??What is it?? Rachel asked.
??I’m totally busted.?
??Relax,? Liz chimed in. ?If you forgot your wallet, we can
?cover the check.?
??Thanks,? Katie said, giving her friend’s hand a pat.
??But that’s not it. I just realized I forgot to send in
?our car insurance payment.?
??Uh-oh! Bill’s not gonna like that!? Rachel chided, waving
?her fork as she spoke.
??I know. I’m going give him a call and get it over with.?
?Katie reached into her purse and took out her cell phone.
?She pushed a few buttons then put the receiver to her ear.
??Bill Bingham.? her husband answered.
??Hi, it’s me. Listen... I’m in kind of a fix.?
??Are you okay??
??Yes, I’m fine. I just... well, you know how I was supposed
?to mail that insurance payment??
?Bill waited a moment before speaking.
??You mean for the cars??
??Yep.? Katie squeaked, scrunching up her face.
??That was nearly a month ago!?
??You hate me, right??
??Seriously, Katie! That means we’ve been driving around
?without insurance for weeks now! All you had to do was
?write out a check and mail it in!?
??I know. I’m sorry. I just-?
??No... it‘s okay. I’m at my computer right now. I’ll go
?to the company website and if the grace period hasn’t
?already passed I’ll make a payment online.?
??Thanks, baby.?
??No problem. But you know, I’m going to paint your wagon
?bright red when you get home.?
?Katie paused for a moment and then laughed as if she
?understood Bill’s little joke.
??I get it! Okay, I‘ll see you then. Bye.?
?Katie turned the phone off and carefully tucked it back
?into her purse.
??Is he pissed off?? Rachel asked.
??Not really. You know Bill, he’s a big teddy bear. He did
?say something kind of strange, though.?
??Strange?? Liz inquired.
??Yeah. He said he was going to paint my red wagon or
?something like that.?
?The two other women looked at each other and then burst
?into laughter.
??What?? Katie said, wanting to be in on the joke.
?Liz simply waved the question off, but Rachel was quick
?to respond.
??Well, I don’t know how to tell you this, girlfriend,?
?she said with a smirk. ?But you’re in for a spanking.?
?As the women walked the four blocks back to their office,
?Katie lagged a few steps behind her friends until she
?eventually slowed to a halt.
??You’re just kidding about that red wagon stuff, right?"
?Liz and Rachel stopped and turned around.
??Of course! She’s just kidding.? Liz replied calmly.
??Like hell!? Rachel said. ?Whenever my mother told me she
?was gonna paint my wagon, I got my bottom tanned real good!
?And if my daddy said it, I’d be doin' the strap dance in
?no time!?
?"The what?" Katie asked.
??Okay, cut it out now!? Liz told Rachel.
??What?! It's that little dance you do while you're bawling
?your eyes out after a butt whippin'."
?Rachel then demonstrated by hopping from foot to foot and
?rubbing her rear end as she pretended to cry.
?"You are so ridiculous!" Liz giggled as she looked around
?to see if anyone was watching.
?The next few hours found Katie at her desk trying to
?concentrate on her work. But Bill and Rachel’s words
?kept echoing in her head and now she was starting to
?remember her husband referring to her bottom as a
??little wagon? on several occasions.
??Get your little wagon in here!? he’d said, folding back
?the sheets and covers at bedtime. Quite often, Bill had
?stood behind her in the kitchen, admiring her fanny.
??You have the cutest little wagon.? he’d say.
?It wasn’t so little, actually. By magazine standards,
?Katie’s rump was oversized. In reality, however, it was
?simply full, round and womanly.
?And now her husband was going to paint it bright red.
?Recollections of spankings she’d received while growing up
?played like old movies in her mind and though she never
?felt permanently scarred by these experiences, they were
?not fond memories. Katie shifted around in her chair as if
?the seat was growing hotter with every thought of a hand
?or hairbrush smacking her tender bare bottom.
?At five o’clock, Katie attempted to make a quick exit from
?the office in the hope of avoiding Rachel.
??Off to the woodshed, huh?? Her friend called out from the
?copying machine.
?Katie displayed her best fake smile and gave Rachel a
?dismissive wave as she headed out the door.
?The traffic she encountered on her drive home may have been
?slow, but Katie’s mind was racing.
?She stared at the rear end of the station wagon directly
?in front of her and couldn’t help but notice the color.
??Bright red.? she whispered.
?The fact that Bill had used these words worried her, because
?he wasn’t a half-way kind of guy. If he started in on
?a project, he kept at it until it was finished. When they
?played cards or a board game, he played to win. So it
?naturally followed that, if the man she loved was going to
?spank her, it was bound to be a bona fide bottom-scorcher.
?It wouldn’t be some playful display of ass smacking, but a
?full-fledged, over-the-knee extravaganza with real swats,
?authentic tears, and no small amount of true humiliation.
?Katie’s buttocks clenched as she imagined her husband
?standing in the doorway of a woodshed, paddle in hand,
?motioning for her enter.
?She made a grab for her cell and speed-dialed his number.
??Hey there.? Bill answered.
??Hi. So, what are you doing??
??Nothing. Just sitting here at home, waiting for you.?
??Well, I’m on the way.?
??Good.?
??Um... listen,? Katie started, her mouth going dry as
?she spoke. ?Am I really in trouble here??
?Bill waited a moment before answering.
??What do you think?? he said.
?Katie swallowed hard.
??Oh... okay. I’ll see you soon.?
??Love you.?
??Love you, too.? Katie managed to say before turning off
?the phone.
?Katie was finally resigned to the fact that she was in for
?the spanking of a lifetime, because nothing Bill said meant
??yes? more than the words: ?What do you think??. From the
?first time she’d asked if he wanted to fool around to that
?morning when she saw his sleepy face at the breakfast table
?and asked if he wanted some coffee, ?What do you think??
?always translated into: ?Do you even have to ask??
?By the time she pulled into the driveway, Katie’s mind was
?swirling around like an ice cube in a delicious cocktail
?made from equal parts of raw anxiety and animal lust
?with just a drop of dread.
?She opened the front door to find Bill standing in the
?front hallway.
??Do remember that spanking fantasy you had-? he asked.
??The one you talked about when we saw that old movie??
?Katie had to think back, but it didn’t take long.
?Once, while they were cuddling on the couch after watching
?a black and white classic on television, she’d told Bill how
?much she liked it when the handsome leading man threatened
?to take the spoiled heroine across his knee. She then went
?on to confess that she’d often daydreamed about a strong
?man pulling her across his lap and spanking her like a
?misbehaving child. When Bill asked if she wanted him
?to spank her right then and there, she declined explaining
?that only under the right circumstances, when she really
?had it coming, could she accept that sort of treatment.
??Oh, yeah.? Katie said, her knees going week at the thought
?of her husband recalling such a brief, intimate moment.
?One of the many qualities that endeared Bill to Katie was the
?way he remembered everything about her. If she mentioned
?a fondness for a certain kind of wine or food, that’s what
?she’d soon find on their dinner table. Bill remembered every
?place on Katie’s body she liked massaged and every place not
?to tickle her. He’d even developed a knack for renting the
?videos she’d most enjoy. And when it came to sex, he always
?knew just which buttons to push, especially the ones nobody
?had ever touched.
??Well, I think it’s time you got that spanking.? Bill said,
?folding his arms across his chest. ?What do you think??
?Katie’s eyes darted down to his shoes. She then glanced up
?to Bill’s face again. He didn’t look very angry. In fact,
?even though his expression was quite stern, a subtle smile
?seemed to be forming at the corner of his lips and his
?eyes greeted her warmly.
??Yes, Sir.? Katie heard herself say as she placed her purse
?on the small table next to the front door. She caught a
?glimpse of herself in the hall mirror and seeing the blush
?that had come over her face sent an electric chill
?throughout her entire body.
?Bill pointed into the next room.
??In there, young lady.? he commanded.
?Katie took a deep breath and somehow managed to put her feet
?into motion. She stepped hesitantly in front of her husband,
?half expecting a sharp swat to her backside as she passed.
?Instead, she quietly entered the living area to find that
?Bill had placed one of the armless chairs from the dinner
?table in the center of the room. She felt a sudden jolt.
?It was Bill taking her by the wrist and pulling her to
?the chair. Placing Katie to one side, he seated himself
?and looked up at his breathless spouse.
??You need to have your little wagon painted bright red!?
?Bill stated. ?And I’m just the guy to do it for you!?
?With that, he hooked his right arm around Katie’s waist
?and hauled her unceremoniously across his lap.
?Katie was shocked, not just by the swift forcefulness Bill
?displayed in taking her over his knee, but by the fact that
?he’d used, word for word, the exact dialogue spoken by the
?leading man in the old movie they’d watched. Before she could
?ponder whether he’d gone out and rented the film in order to
?reenact the scene, she felt the first of many stinging
?swats to her upturned fanny.
?The slaps fell hard and fast onto the seat of Katie’s modest
?silk skirt. She gasped at the severity of one particular
?smack that caught her off guard just as she’d placed her
?hands on the floor in an attempted to make her position
?slightly less precarious. This thundering whack was quickly
?followed by another and another, each a bit harder than
?the last. Soon Bill was administering the kind of walloping
?his wife had both cringed at and craved.
?Katie hissed and yelped with every smack to her tender,
?quivering buns. Her eyes filled with tears. Her round,
?swelling buttocks burned as if she were sitting in a bowl
?of hot water. Her face burned as well and the tears that
?trickled down her blushing cheeks did nothing to wash away
?the shame. Katie wasn’t prepared for the feelings she
?was having. Being spanked so soundly was painful of course,
?but it was the embarrassment of the situation that seemed
?impossible to withstand. Bill had yet too bare her bottom
?or use an implement on her and here she was already crying,
?already squirming and beginning to kick. The humiliation
?was overwhelming and yet it was this very factor she seemed
?to hunger for more than anything. It was like a tonic,
?frightfully bitter to the taste but healing in effect.
?Bill’s firm hand continued to deliver heated kisses to his
?wife’s reddening fanny, driving her deeper into the world of
?salty tears, sizzling flesh and an intoxicating sense
?of complete disgrace.
?Soon after Katie had fallen limp over his lap and her cries
?had become pitiable blubbering, Bill decided to bring the
?spanking to a close. He stopped swatting and instead applied
?a firm yet soothing massage to her raw, red, aching ass
?until she was done sobbing.
??Okay, now stand up.? he said, giving a Katie a pinch to
?grow on.
?Katie pushed herself from Bill’s lap and reached back to
?grab two handfuls of that wonderful burning sting in her
?throbbing ass cheeks. Then she unbuttoned her blouse
?and opened it until it slid down her arms and fell to
?the floor. Her bra, shoes and skirt were next.
?Bill stood as he watched his love push her panties down
?past her knees.
??What are you doing?? Bill asked. ?Nobody goes bare ass
?in one of those old movies!?
?Katie kicked her undies off toward the couch, took her
?husband’s face in her hands and planted a long, passionate
?kiss on his lips.
??We’re not in a movie, sweetheart.? she panted. ?I want the
?full treatment.?
?Having said this, she pushed Bill back into the chair and
?threw a few locks of hair over her shoulder before laying
?across his lap once again.
??Are you sure?? Bill asked.
??What do you think?? Katie replied, wiggling her bare,
?pink bottom as she spoke.
?Bill lifted his hand and began spanking his wife just as
?before and yet this was a completely different experience
?for Katie. Now that she’d been warmed up and the initial
?shock had dissipated, she could enjoy it all on an
?entirely different level. Her husband was swatting away
?with every ounce of strength he’d used earlier and now
?that she was naked, the smacks stung that much more,
?but Katie was loving it. With anxiety removed from the
?equation and shame no longer an obstacle to her pleasure,
?she not only welcomed the blistering heat of every swat,
?but eagerly lifted her bottom for more. Mrs. Bingham had
?had acquired a taste for this medicine and was quite
?willing to beg for another spoonful.
?A few tears still escaped her eyes, but Katie was no longer
?crying out but grunting and moaning as she pressed and
?rubbed herself against her husband’s leg. Bill gave both
?of Katie’s thighs firm squeezes between powerful spanks
?and soon his hand was venturing upward to tease her
?glistening sex with the tips of his fingers. Katie was
?delirious with the rush of differing sensations. She found
?herself squealing, then groaning, then giggling as her
?hubby alternated between slapping her ass and tickling
?her pussy. Before long, the swats were arriving a good
?fifteen seconds apart, each slightly weaker than the one
?before, with a good deal of finger play in between.
?Without warning, Bill stopped everything and pulled Katie
?from his lap as he stood up.
??I’m not done yet! You've got something else coming to you!"
?Taking her ear between his thumb and index finger, he lead
?Katie to the corner of the room near the bookcase. "This is
?a good place for a bad girl to take a time out."
?Katie looked at Bill in disbelief and then bowed her head.
?"Yes, Sir." she sighed, heading into the corner.
?Then Bill stepped forward, blocking her path.
?"You are not bad, however. Not by a long shot.? He lifted
?Katie’s chin so that they were looking directly into each
?other's eyes. ?You’re just a little forgetful sometimes.
?That’s no so bad, is it??
?"No, Sir." Katie answered, barely able to breath.
?Their lips met and they kissed with complete abandon.
?Eventually, Bill managed to push himself away for a moment.
?"Now ditch that ‘Sir’ business and march yourself into
?that bedroom, young lady! Like I said- you've got something
?else coming to you!"
?Katie did as she was told.
??You are talking about fucking the hell out of me, right??
?she asked knowingly as she entered the darkened bedroom.
?Before the question had completely left her lips, Katie heard
?the distinct sound of a zipper being lowered followed by
?four very familiar words:
??What do you think??
?THE END
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