Page 54 of Taking Her Medicine

“If you do that, you’ll just want to touch me, and then we won’t get to play.”

“Oh, we’ll get to play.” Aaron arranged my body on the bench, running his hands over my back, planting kisses as he did so. He restrained my ankles along with my right wrist, allowing my left to remain free, then stepped into my line of sight.

“Are you punishing me, Sir?”

“No, kitten, this is to get you to let go of the guilt that’s been riding around in your head. I’m spanking you in order for us to have a clean slate going into this week.” Aaron tapped the side of my head with his pointer finger. “I don’t want negative shit getting stuck up here.”

“Just to make sure—I have my safeword and the colors?”

“Yes, you always have those.” Aaron strode across the room toward the couch and plucked an odd, multi-ringed implement from the wall. I had missed it earlier, but made a mental note to check out the artwork around his house for clever hidden-in-plain-sight items.

I blew out a breath, shifting into a more comfortable position. The bench was not an item I’d used before, but I liked the way it cushioned my knees. Glancing over at Aaron, I saw some sort of loopy object in his hand. “What’s that?”

“It’s called a rug beater, but the only target is your behind.” He snapped it once against the roundest part of my ass, and it ignited nerves I didn’t know I had.

“Ouch!” I shook my head wildly. “I don’t like it.”

He shifted his attention to the fuller part of my bottom. Two harsh stings connected, followed by an intense burn. “You’ll have a reminder long after I stop, Zoelle. This week is about connecting, not about regrets.” Aaron tapped the implement against my upper thighs in fast succession.

“Ow! It’s too much there.” I thrashed against the bench, but I had nowhere to go. “Please use something else.”

“How do you ask?”

Crap on a stick.

I didn’t want to call any colors or my safeword just because I wasn’t onboard with his implement of choice. The burn was similar to his tawse, but when he struck my thighs it felt like a punishment. I bit down on my lip and dropped my head.

“No, kitten, you’re not hiding from me.” Aaron lifted my chin in his hand. “Answer the question.”

“I’m at yellow, Sir. I thought the bench would be fun, but I’d really rather be over your lap. Also, the rug beater is awful when you go near my thighs.”

“Yes, baby girl. That’s exactly what I want to hear from you. It’s okay to tell me what we’re doing isn’t meeting your expectation even if you wanted it to start with.” He unbuckled the restraints and helped me to stand.

“Thank you for teaching me how to recognize what I needed and respectfully ask for it.” I nuzzled under his chin.

“You’re welcome.” Leading me over to the couch, he plucked a long leather paddle off the wall. “Get over my lap, sweetheart.”

I draped myself across his rock-hard thighs, and he arranged my body slightly so that we were both comfortable. He raised the paddle and landed it over and over again, bouncing it off my cheeks and thighs. Aaron dialed up the intensity, but slowed down the pace.

“I’ll work on telling you things from the get-go, Daddy, instead of letting crap build up in my head.” I sniffled and a few tears slipped down my cheeks.

“Good girl. That’s all I want from you.” He set the paddle down, and finished spanking me with his palm. Wielding the paddle against my ass stung, but his palm would burn as well. It was so much more intimate than the paddle, and I pressed into each blow. After a few more well-placed slaps, he stopped. “I want to hear what’s on your mind even if you’re afraid to share.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

Aaron turned me around on his lap. “Now that your ass is warmed up, kitten, let’s put the rest of our stuff away so we can spend the rest of our time enjoying ourselves.”

“Can I put my clothes on?”

“Not yet. I love seeing the result of my correction on your gorgeous bottom. Clothing will just get in the way of what I have planned anyhow.”

“Lucky me.”

I giggled and we explored the house, my heart full to bursting.

I was happier than I had been in a very long time.

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