by LSF Publications
by David McKnight
Beth was about to get a spanking from her husband because she had bounced another check and he was furious since the check was for less than $5.00 and the bank charge was $35.00. She knew better but didn't have any cash at the time and thought her paycheck would be direct deposited before the check arrived at the bank. Unfortunately, she was wrong and was about to pay the consequences.
She hated getting a spanking from her husband. It made her feel immature, irresponsible, and it hurt like hell. You would think that after all the spankings she had received in her lifetime getting one more would be no big deal. But she had only been married three months and it was still extremely embarrassing to bare her butt and take a spanking from Steve. This would be her fourth spanking since her wedding.
Beth lived in the small West Texas town of Ozona. In fact, she was born and raised there and never lived anywhere else. She married her high school sweetheart, Steve McGregor, right after graduation and got a job as a librarian's assistant at the Ozona Public Library.
Steve spanked her when he was just her boyfriend so she knew she could expect more of the same after they were married. Since she had been spanked her entire life, she didn't find this to be unusual. Most of the parents in Ozona spanked their children and her family was no exception. When she was young, she received at least one spanking a month. Most of the time it was just a few swats from her mother, which didn't really hurt but which was so embarrassing when done in public.
Both of her parents believed that a spanking should immediately follow the misbehavior so if she did something wrong while they were visiting someone, she got her spanking in front of them. And if the family they were visiting had children, they all got to watch. Of course, she had also seen all of her friends getting spankings since most parents had the same philosophy.
Church was another place where spankings were common. At almost every service, a parent would take a kid outside and spank them for some infraction or other. The church has air conditioning now, but when Beth was growing up the windows would be open when it was hot. Everyone present could hear every swat of the spanking and every cry of the miscreant. Being led back into church with red eyes and a sore behind was something she tried to avoid but it happened to her at least three times in her teens.
Spankings after she became a teenager were less often but more severe. Her father usually administered them and it was mostly with a belt on her bare bottom. Her mother preferred a switch on bare legs. She had hoped her spankings would stop when she entered high school but since her father spanked her mother on occasion, she had little hope that age would make much of a difference to him.
Beth was seventeen when she found out her mother got spankings also. Those spankings were always done when she was at school or visiting a friend until a night when a sleepover had to be canceled and she came back before her parents were expecting her.
As she walked up to the front door, she heard a spanking in progress accompanied by a lot of crying. She had no idea who was getting spanked until she opened the door and saw her mother bent over the sofa and her father delivering firm strokes with his belt. Her mother was nude and you could tell the spanking had been happening for a long time by the tears and the redness of her butt.
Beth froze in place but her dad just nodded at her then continued the spanking. She never did find out what that spanking was for but from then on, her mother's spankings took place in her presence.
She had been dating Steve for two years when she turned eighteen during her senior year. He knew all about her spankings and her mother's spankings. He was not in the least surprised since his sister and mother got spanked as well. In fact, when his parents went out of town he was left in charge and told to spank his sister who was only a year younger, if she deserved it. He had done that on four occasions so far and felt like a seasoned spanker.
That was why one night when he was on a date with Beth a week before their senior prom and she was being particularly bratty, he decided that a spanking was in order. His parents were out of town and his sister was spending the night with a friend, so he took her to his house. They had often gone there to make out when no one was around. But Beth was completely taken by surprise when he led her into the dining room, pulled out a chair, sat down, and then flipped her over his lap.
"Steve, what in the world are you doing?"
"I just can't take any more of your bratty behavior tonight so I'm going to spank you," he answered in a firm voice.
He then proceeded to lift her skirt up, pull down her panties, and deliver a hard slap to her right buttock that left a pink hand-print. Beth wiggled and squealed but thought he was pretending. He often gave her a playful spanking as part of foreplay but they were usually nude and in a bed somewhere when that happened.
She remembered with chagrin and embarrassment that he had given her a birthday spanking in front of her parents. That time he just bent her over with her skirt up and gave her eighteen good swats over her panties. Her father had egged him on to spank harder so the last ten swats made her rub her behind when he was finished. But none of the spanks had been as hard as that first one tonight.
Steve delivered an equally strong swat to her left buttock cheek that made her think that maybe this was not a playful spanking.
"You're spanking too hard, let me up this instant," she protested.
"We've been dating two years and you've deserved a punishment spanking from me many times. Tonight I've had it with you and I'm going to give you a good hard spanking just like I give my sister when she needs it."
He continued the spanking with slow hard swats alternating sides as the pink coloring spread out over her entire derriere.
After about twenty good spanks, Beth protested again. "Steve, you can't do this to me, you have no right."
"We've talked more than once about the possibility of marriage and that gives me the right to do this."
Beth silently agreed and tried to relax over his lap instead of fighting him. The spanking was starting to hurt but it wasn't nearly as bad as the ones she got from her father. She had talked about marriage more than Steve had and didn't want her behavior to scare him away. She decided to take the spanking with no complaint since deep down she believed she deserved it as well. If letting him spank her led to a marriage proposal later on, it would be worth it.
Steve knew this was a pivotal moment in their relationship. He loved Beth and wanted to marry her but she was often immature and irresponsible. If she accepted his discipline, maybe this could work out. He felt masterful and powerful as he continued spanking her cute little rump.
He had expected her to fight more and it was very pleasing to him that she was submitting to his authority. He knew from watching his father spank his mother that he was letting Beth off too easy so he began spanking her as hard as he could and lowered his target to her thighs.
Beth screamed as the first swat landed down there. "No, Steve, that's too hard. Please don't spank so low, it really hurts."
He knew he had gotten her attention and planned to spank her until she was bawling. After about a minute of this new regimen, Beth started sobbing. The tears flowed freely and she begged for mercy continuously.
"Ow, please stop. Ouch, ouch, I've learned my lesson. Oh, I can't take any more."
As long as Beth was pleading, he knew he wasn't done with her. He moved back up to her rump and began spanking in the same spot for a dozen swats before moving to a different area. After several minutes of this, she was crying so hard she had trouble catching her breath. She quit speaking and lay limply over his lap reconciled to her situation. Steve gave her ten more hard spanks and then stopped.
He left her over his lap and crying while he began to rub her bottom. It took several minutes but eventually she stopped sobbing as he helped her to stand, then stood himself. He looked her in the eye until she returned his gaze then said, "You deserved that spanking and you took it very well."
She looked at the floor, shuffled her feet, and started crying again before saying, "I know I deserved it. Thank you for setting me straight."
Steve had never seen her so humble before and his heart melted at the sight of her. He lifted her in his arms and carried her upstairs to his bedroom. After taking off her clothes and then his own, they made furious love for hours. The next morning he asked her to marry him and she said yes.
They waited until both had graduated and gotten jobs before getting married. Her first spanking after the wedding came just a week after they got back from their honeymoon. After supper, Steve was online checking the credit card charges from their trip to San Antonio when he called out, "Beth, get your ass in here."
Beth had no idea what was wrong and was confused to see him so angry when she arrived at the computer in the den.
Steve said, "Do you remember asking me for my credit card one afternoon while we were on our honeymoon?"
"Yes, I wanted to pick up some gifts for my family," she replied.
"That's right, and how much did I say we could afford for you to spend?"
"A hundred dollars," she replied. Her heart was starting to beat faster because now she knew where this was going.
"How much did you tell me you spent," Steve continued.
"Ninety-eight dollars."
He asked with menace in his voice, "And how much did you really spend?"
"I really did just spend ninety-eight dollars on gifts for my family. But I saw this great sale on dresses so I bought three of them and saved us a bunch of money."
"How much did the dresses cost?"
"Oh, just a couple of hundred," was Beth's answer. She still didn't realize he had gone online and was looking at the charges at that very moment.
"The correct figure is three hundred and seventy-six dollars."
"Was it really that much? Well, I'm going to pay for them out of my next paycheck so what does it matter?" she said as she started to get angry from the grilling he was giving her.
"It matters because I told you that you could only spend a hundred dollars. Your next paycheck and mine will mostly go to the expense of our honeymoon. We won't be able to pay this bill in full and so will have to pay interest. Plus you lied to me about how much you spent."
Beth was more contrite now as she realized his reason for getting angry.
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