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Sunday morning, Tim and Abbie get started on their day. But not before Abbie peeks out the window one more time. Les appears not to be back yet. She says as much to Tim as they head to the shower. Tim again spanks one of Abbie’s bare cheeks and laughingly tells her to stop being a little spy. But he, in reality, is extremely interested to know the status of things between Les and Phoebe himself.
They shower, taking their time to enjoy each other’s attention to the important parts of their bodies. Both, if they knew, would have been surprised. At the same moment, Phoebe and Les are doing the same thing in a shower.
Tim and Abbie are learning how to wash each other as they shower to have maximum effect. Often such cleansing results in the need for a bit more after the fact. Abbie loves this bathroom Tim had created. The large whirlpool bath for when they want to soak together and this massive shower with a bench which can be used if urges overtake them.
Today is no exception. Abbie is rubbing the cloth up and down Tim’s shaft making him harder and hard. Tim is buffing the head of Abbie’s ‘clit’, making her grow also. When they move the cloth to wash each other’s crack and hole, their members dance together, their tips touching and circling each other in a strangely delightful way. Soapy clothes and fingers up both their asses, the moaning begins.
Their free hands are again caressing their appendages as their excitement mounts. Tim leaning back, his shoulder pressing against the wall for stability, Abbie is leaning into him to steady herself. This way, it does not take long until they both explode in rapture. Heavily breathing, Abbie leans against Tim as his arms encircle her to keep her upright.
They take their time to descend to earth again, letting the warm water wash over them. Abbie feels secure in Tim’s arms and enjoys this surge run through her body. Both now recovered, they clean each other up from the interlude and start on their day.
Over breakfast, and another peek out the window, Abbie talks of nothing except Les and Phoebe. Speculating what has been happening, pondering the future together for them. Tim finally stops her, “Abbie, one more word out of you about this until we know something for certain, and you will be over my knee and spanked.”
Abbie realizes Tim is serious, but there is a part of her who would like to be in that exact position. It has been a while. Abbie tells Tim she understands and drops the topic.
Though about ten minutes later, Abbie asks, “Is that a car pulling in? Is it Les?” Tim just gives her a stern look.
“Abigail, go to the room at the top of the stairs. Plant yourself in a corner for a time out. I will be up shortly,” Tim directs her. Abbie's mouth forms an O from that announcement. Tim is serious.
Abbie meekly replies, “Yes, Mr. Hudson.” She slowly walks upstairs and realizes where Tim is sending her is his old room. The room has three corners from which to choose. Abbie walks to one by the window. She places her nose against the corner. Her hands around her neck and waits.
Tim, downstairs, does not want to punish Abbie, but she did not listen to what he told her and thinks this might be a good opportunity to emphasize the rules Abbie so wanted. He clears their breakfast dishes, and as he finishes, he sees out the window Les’s return. Well, it does seem like she and Phoebe must have spent the night together.
Tim notices the almost skip in Les’s step as she heads into her house. Tim smiles and knows Abbie would be excited to know, but that is what she is being punished for, so that information will not be revealed until later.
He climbs the stairs to his old room and realizes, while a new paint of coat would be nice, this could be a perfect punishment room for Abbie as long as she needs one. Tim sits on the bed, places a towel over his legs to protect his pants, and calls to Abbie, “Abigail, pick up a hairbrush from the dresser and come over here.”
Abbie’s eyes, already red and wet from her crying in anticipation, does as Tim tells her. At the dresser, she is torn for a minute about which hairbrush she should choose. The one of hers that Tim has used before? Or this other, older looking, but just as efficient she is sure? It is one that Tim left there.
Not wanting to appear stalling, Abbie picks up the brush Tim had placed there and came to his side. “Abigail, why are you being spanked now?” Tim asks.
Abbie, now understanding her confession is all part of the discipline, says in a small voice, “Not doing as I was told and kept on yammering about something you told me not to focus on.”
Tim asks, “So, Abigail, do you feel you have earned this spanking? Not doing what you were told?”
Abbie replies, “Yes, sir, please spank me for being bad and help me learn to follow what you tell me to do.” With that, Tim lifts her dress over her waist, and Abbie bends over Tim’s knees. Abbie is shaking some from hearing Tim call her Abigail over and over. She acknowledges that it is a nice touch he has added for these intervals. It makes her feel small, and needing a spanking for misbehaving.
Once settled there, Abbie lifts her hips so Tim can take her panties down to mid-calf. Her dress is up over her back and shoulders. Abbie ass cheeks, so alabaster and smooth, look up at Tim in anticipation.
Tim can tell that Abbie is getting hard already, and in reality, the towel is in part to hide how hard Tim is also getting. With one hand on the small of Abbie’s back to hold her in place, he raises his hand for the first spank.
“Abigail, you are being punished because not only did you not do as I told you, but you do seem to tend to gossip about things that are none of your business. This seems to be a bad habit of yours, and you need to learn to suppress it,” Tim tells her.
Abbie cries out, feeling the sting on her right cheek, quickly followed by one on her left cheek. Back and forth, Tim goes making sure he reddens every inch of Abbie’s behind. And the upper thighs are not left out either.
The pain isn’t all that much so far. The embarrassment to be in such a position flows over Abbie making her cry even more. But while tears flow, Abbie also feels the churning inside her. Her clit is at full strength, and each spank does send cosmic quivers through her body.
Tim had explained when he agreed to be in charge of Abbie, this way, the spankings would be more for so many minutes, not spanks. Abbie understood, and now never knowing how long Tim has deemed for each part of the spanking, it added excitement to each ‘session.’
The hand spanking seems finally to come to an end. But Abbie knows there is still the hairbrush to go. Tim stops for a time, as Abbie hands him the hairbrush. He is please she chose his mother’s brush that he had put in here.
Before the second act begins, Tim rubs Abbie’s cheeks and thighs and then slips his hand up under her. As expected, Tim feels how hard she is and feels a bit of her juice begin to drip out of her.
Abbie’s hands so far have been over her head, holding the hairbrush. She now lowers them to be under her, between Tim and her. Abbie gropes around and feels the hardness of Tim pressing against his pants and towel. Abbie smiles inside, knowing Tim is enjoying this as much as she is.
Then the brush comes down to smack her left cheek for the first time. Abbie jumps at its impact and braces herself for what is to come. Over and over, Tim spanks each of her cheeks, thighs, and that tender sit spot between them. She is crying now and sobbing. She is sorry, "Sir, please, sir, I understand," but Tim keeps spanking her this way.
And it comes over Abbie again. Feeling Tim’s throbbing through the layers of fabric himself so close to cumming. The shivering rushes hurl through her. Abbie feels her ‘clit’ and her ‘labia’ so ready and wanting a release. Four more spanks and Abbie can’t hold it in anymore. Her juices spill out of her wetting the towel a good bit.
Tim controls himself for the moment as he does not want to cum in his pants. Instead, knowing Abbie has given in, he spanks her for a couple more minutes and then rubs her cheeks as her crying subsides.
Tim shifts Abbie, so she is sitting on his lap as his fingers brush her hair from her face and kiss her forehead. After about five minutes, Tim tells her to stand and return to the corner, keeping her dress raised and panties at her ankles.
Abbie shuffles to the corner and resumes her position. Her tears are some comfort to her. She knows, no matter how much she wants to ponder, she must never speculate about Les and Phoebe again. And for that matter, any other couples or people with whom they interact.
Abbie is feeling some self-pity as the bantering and gossiping about other people is something she craves. At work, there is always hypothesizing about the different staff and clients. But Abbie understands that Tim will not tolerate that at all, so Abbie will have to learn to pull back.
It is, in a way, a sad ending to this perfect weekend. But Abbie knows even in punishment, she can find release.
Meanwhile, Tim leaving Abbie in the corner. He hurries to the bathroom and pulls down his pants, standing in front of the toilet. It only takes a few jerks of his shaft for all the buildup semen in him to comes shooting out.
Tim signs in satisfaction but then deliberates about still having to jerk himself to climax. He had imagined with Abbie living with him, she would take care of all those needs. But still, based on what current situation and how much has buildup, it is worth the final discharge.
In time Tim and Abbie, when just pleasuring each other, the need to empty their own balls requires some private wanking. Like Abbie had done the other day with the prostate massage. And now Tim after Abigail’s spanking.
Tim cleans up and returns to what will now be Abbie’s Discipline Room or even better just Abigail’s Room. Abbie has been in the corner for twenty minutes now. Tim stands behind her and lifts her panties to cover her again. He even takes the time to settle her clit comfortably in the panties, then lowers her dress. “Abbie, your list of rules is on the desk. You will add a new rule, which I hope you will remember,” Tim tells her.
She goes to the small desk and gingerly sits on the chair. The four copies are in front of her. Tim dictates the new rule, which Abbie writes on the first page. “Rule Fifteen: Abigail will not gossip about things that do not concern her.” Abbie knows this rule will get her into trouble a lot if she doesn’t learn to refrain herself. She copies the rule to the other three pages and takes them to her dressing mirror, the kitchen refrigerator, and back in both their briefcases in the study.
Finished, she returns to where Tim is sitting on the bed in the small room that used to be his. “Abbie, go get yourself cleaned up, and we can go out for a while,” Tim tells her as he kisses her and then the back of her neck. Abbie hugs Tim’s neck. Her head on his shoulder. Abbie thanks Tim for being concerned enough about her to punish her when she steps over the line.
Tim just hugs her and then turns her toward their bathroom to repair the damages from the last hour or so. He goes downstairs to the kitchen and takes things out to defrost for dinner. Abbie soon joins him, not even glancing out the window. Tim sighs happily that Abbie has taken her lesson to heart. Especially since she is so interested in the outcome between Phoebe and Les.
But what he saw can wait until later. He takes Abbie’s hand, and they leave the house for a stroll through the neighborhood and the park nearby. They talk about many things as they go along. Abbie asks Tim how he felt about the prostate massages she has given him. Tim replies very satisfactory, and suggest Abbie show him how to do the same to her.
Abbie is delighted that Tim thinks both ways for their enjoyment. She talks some about having an enema before engaging in the massage. Then on to cleanliness issues for the various play in which they engage. Abbie talks kindly, with intelligence, outlining what they need to do as they play. Tim comprehends it all and agrees to the standards suggested.
The conversation shifts a bit, and Abbie brings up different sex toys to add to their play. The one she focuses on is butt plugs. She explains to Tim the different sizes and training to help someone take more and more without being squeamish. Tim is rather interested in this. Abbie suggests before long, they might need to take a trip to an adult toy store. Tim laughs about how Abbie refers to the store but agrees that such an outing should be had.
Over an hour later, when they come to a bench in the park to rest, Tim tells Abbie about seeing Les return from the night away. About noon before he came up to discipline her. Abbie is overjoyed with what Tim reveals about how she walked and her demeanor. Abbie starts to clap her hands in excitement, but her still sore ass reminds her, and she calms herself and just tells Tim that is interesting.
They arrive back home around five. Tim goes about fixing their dinner as Abbie watches from the kitchen table. She is enthralled watching Tim cook, but she can never imagine herself being able to make anything without a huge mess and disappointment.
Tim talks to her the whole time and tells her what he is doing. Abbie just smiles and watches along.
Dinner is ready around six-thirty. While they eat, Tim tells Abbie about the idea he had for his old room. “Abbie, the bed, dresser, and desk are fine as they are, but the ceiling and walls should be painted. You can choose what color, but in one corner will be stenciled, ‘Abigail’s Corner’ and over the inside of the doorway will have ‘Abigail’s Room,’ it will be where punishment takes place so not to blemish other parts of the house.
“When you have misbehaved, you are to go to the room and Abigail’s Corner and stand reflecting on why you are being disciplined. The spankings will take place on the bed. Then you will return to the corner after some aftercare for as long as told. If you need to write lines to reinforce why you were punished, you will do it at the desk.”
While Abbie is not thrilled with having a distinct place for when she is bad, she is happy Tim has thought of this solution so other parts of the house do not become associated with her being spanked. She tells Tim she believes it is a good plan, and perhaps the room should be painted smoky rose. Tim laughs some at the thought. Abbie wants the room close to the color her ass cheeks become when spanked. He tells her he will schedule the painters next week, and it should be ready in days.
About seven-thirty, they finish eating and talking. The two begin washing up. As the last plates are being put away, they see the light outside Les’s garage go on and her getting in her car. Her outfit is very becoming. It seems something special compared to what she usually wears. Abbie would love to follow her to see if she is returning to the Peacock and Phoebe but controls herself and does not say a word.
Tim, watching Abbie and seeing what she had, signs with joy that Abbie is so far taking her lesson to heart. But there still is one thing that Abigail needs to do to accept ‘her room’ and the rules. He takes the copy of the rules from the refrigerator.
Tim tells Abbie, “It is early still. First, go to the study and get a stack of the cream stationary and some pens. Take them to put in a drawer of Abigail’s desk. Then carefully copy out the rules for a sixth time. That copy will be for Abigail’s room. It will be framed and hung on the wall near your corner to think about when punishment is required.”
Abbie understands and goes up to the room. It takes her about an hour to copy them rules neatly. The whole time Tim is in and out of the room, clearing things from shelves, drawers, and closets so the room will be ready to be painted and become Abigail’s Room. Abbie completes the new copy around eight-thirty. Tim has a frame in his hand. He looks over the list of rules to make sure they are correct, then slides the paper into the frame.
Opening one of the desk’s side drawers, he places the frame there, telling Abbie, “They will stay here until the painters are done, so they do not get damaged. The same for the hairbrushes going into a dresser drawer.
“Tomorrow, I will call the contractor about painting these last rooms. Hopefully, they can do so this week. All that is needed now is for you to choose a color for the other room. Something you feel will go with your bed and makeup table.”
Abbie smiles at Tim and tells him a soft, sort of creamy, lavender. It would go good with her comforter and sheets, not to mention knickknacks she has yet to unpack but would work in there.
She surprises Tim some by her next comment, “Tim, I would like to pay for the renovations to these last two rooms. It would be within my budget, I think. They are in the end, are for me, so it seems proper that I pay for them.”
Tim hugs her and tells Abbie, that sounds like a nice idea. They head downstairs arm in arm and go to the sitting room to watch a little tv while enjoying a nightcap.
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