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Unreturned Clothing Leads To A Spanking

Jane stood nervously in the bedroom, fidgeting with the tags on the unworn blouse and skirt. She knew John would be home any minute, and she’d have to confess her oversight. The sound of his car pulling into the driveway made her stomach tighten.

“Honey, I’m home!” John called out as he entered.

Taking a deep breath, Jane made her way downstairs. “Welcome home, dear,” she said, forcing a smile. “How was your day?”

John gave her a quick kiss. “Fine, but you look troubled. What’s wrong?”

Jane bit her lip. “Well, remember those clothes I ordered online last month? I… I forgot to return them, and now it’s too late. We’re stuck with them, and they don’t even fit.”

John’s expression darkened slightly. “Jane, we’ve talked about this. How much money are we out

Jane felt her stomach tighten as she saw the disappointment in John’s eyes. She knew she had made a mistake, but her stubborn streak flared up.

“But John,” she protested, her voice slightly whiny, “I needed new clothes for work. It wasn’t a frivolous purchase.”

John’s jaw clenched, his patience wearing thin. “We discussed this, Jane. Any purchases that do not fit have to be returned. You know the rules.”

Jane bit her lip, realizing she was treading on dangerous ground. Still, she couldn’t help but push back a little. “I’m a grown woman. I work full-time and manage the home. Sometimes, I forget things. It is not the end of the world,” she muttered under her breath.

John’s eyebrows shot up in surprise and concern at her comment, his voice dropping to a low and serious tone. Jane could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she realized she had dug into a deeper hole.

Without saying another word, John instructed Jane to undress and bend over the edge of the bed. She could hear him unbuckling his belt behind her, and her heart began to race with fear.

John’s voice was sharp as he scolded Jane, his words lashing out like a belt. He told her she would receive twenty strikes with the leather strap – ten for not returning the clothing in time to get a refund and ten for daring to speak back to him. Jane’s heart raced as she braced for the pain, knowing each strike would leave a stinging, angry red mark on her delicate skin. She couldn’t believe she had let things escalate to this point, but she knew she would never make the same mistake again.

The sound of leather hitting skin echoed through the room, a sharp crack followed by a low groan of pain. Each strike sounded like a thunderclap, sending shivers down Jane’s spine as she braced for the next one.
The leather strap sliced through the air with a sharp whoosh, followed by a loud smack as it made contact with Jane’s skin. Her crying and John’s scolding filled the room, creating a tense and overwhelming atmosphere.

The sharp crack of leather against skin reverberated through the room, accompanied by Jane’s occasional whimper or gasp. With each strike, the sound intensified, filling the air with a sense of tension and punishment.

Each strike stung like fire on Jane’s bare bottom, and she couldn’t hold back the tears that streamed down her face. But even as the pain intensified, she knew deep down that this was what she deserved for not returning the clothing and her careless words earlier.

As John helped Jane up, her bottom tender and her tears flowing freely, Jane could feel the weight of disappointment radiating from John’s gaze, adding a sharp sting to the physical pain she was already enduring. In that moment, she couldn’t help but regret her actions and the consequences they had brought upon herself.

Once Jane had stopped crying and composed herself, she apologized to John for not returning the clothing and for answering him back. She told him she was grateful for her spanking and knew he had only done it to teach her a lesson in responsible spending and respect.

John hugged Jane and lay with her in his arms until she fell asleep.

Jane Gets a Speeding Ticket Part 1

Part One

It was 8:25 a.m. Monday. Jane should have left for work 10 minutes earlier than she did, so she would now be 5 minutes late. She knew her boss would not be pleased with her, as this was not Jane’s first time late. Jane wondered if she had not gone down the Instagram rabbit hole this morning while drinking her coffee, she would not be late again.

Jane did not realize that she was doing thirty-four miles an hour in a 25-mile-per-hour zone till she heard the siren and saw the red and blue lights in her rearview mirror.

Jane pulled over, and the officer gave Jane a ticket for speeding with a 60-dollar fine for speeding.

Jane would now be 25 minutes late for work and have a fine to pay. Her day had not started well, and she knew she would have to face her husband, John, tonight and confess what had happened.

When Jane arrived at work, she texted John to let him know that she had arrived safely. She received a reply immediately saying, “You are 25 minutes late. I hope you have a good excuse for this tonight, or there will be trouble.”

When Jane arrived home that evening, she made one of John’s favorite meals, hoping it would put him in a better mood before she told him about the speeding ticket.

After the meal was finished and they were drinking their coffee, Jane told John she had to tell him something before discussing why she was late for work this morning.

John looked at her and said go ahead, I am listening.

Jane took a deep breath, put the folded speeding ticket on the table in front of John, and told John that she had received a speeding ticket on her way to work this morning. She said she had been caught doing 34mph in a 25-mph zone and had received a $60 speeding ticket.

After Jane had finished speaking, John picked up the speeding ticket and unfolded it so he could read it. He read out loud that it had to be paid in seven days or it would double to $120.

John asked Jane if she had $60 to pay this fine. Jane shook her head and said no, Sir, I only have $10 left this week. I can only afford to pay the fine after it doubles in price.

John asked Jane to fetch his laptop and wallet so he could pay the fine now.

While John paid the fine, he told Jane to sit without speaking.

Once the fine was paid, John closed the laptop and looked at Jane.

I am very disappointed in you today, Jane. Not only do we have to deal with you being 25 minutes late for work, but I have also had to pay your speeding fine before it doubles in price because you do not have the money to pay it yourself.

John asked Jane why she was late for work. Jane replied that she had lost track of time while looking through Instagram and had just realized what time it was when she was already running late.

John said to Jane do you remember what I said? The punishment would be you were late again because of her social media habit. Jane replied yes, Sir, you said I would lose internet privileges for a month.

John then told Jane to delete all her social media apps from her phone and to turn off data and Wi-Fi, leaving her able to make phone calls and send and receive ordinary texts. John then told Jane that each evening, she would show John her data usage to prove she had not used any social media. John then instructed Jane to get her tablet and laptop and give them to John. She would only be allowed to use her laptop for the next month under John’s supervision.

John also told Jane that the $60 would be deducted from next month’s allowance.

Jane replied yes, Sir. That was all my punishment. She hoped that John was it and that there would be no spanking, but deep down, she knew John would not let her off with a spanking.

John replied no, Jane, as well; fetch the hairbrush from my closet. You are to receive sixty spankings, thirty on each cheek tonight for the speeding ticket, and tomorrow night, you will receive thirty for being late to work. Hopefully, you will learn your lesson this time.

Jane replied please, John, I have learned my lesson already. I promise I won’t do it again, and there is no need to spank me; this punishment is harsh.

When Jane finished speaking, she knew immediately that she would regret telling John her punishment was too harsh.

John looked at Jane and asked if she thought it was right for her to question the punishment that John had set.

Before Jane could reply, John started to explain that her punishment was harsh because by speeding, she had put other people’s safety at risk and that she had also put her own life at risk, and John did not want any harm to come to her. He explained to Jane that by being late, she had disrespected her boss, broken her contract with her boss, disappointed her husband, and let herself down by not being a good employee and setting a bad example to the employees under her at work.

John added that because she had been disrespectful, telling you that the punishment was to harsh, she would incur a further 6 with the belt on each for five nights after the other punishments had been given. John told Jane that it was OK for her to respectfully ask John to explain why the punishments were so harsh, but it was disrespectful for her to tell John that they were harsh. John was the head of the house, and she wanted this lifestyle.

John told Jane to fetch the hairbrush while he got the chair ready for her spanking.

When Jane returned with the hairbrush, he told Jane to remove her clothing, fold it neatly, and place it on the sofa. Then she was to bend over his knee, ready to receive her spanking, 30 swats on each cheek with the hairbrush, and she was to count each one out loudly and clearly.

Jane did as she was told. She undressed, folded her clothing, then positioned herself over Johns’s knee and mentally prepared herself for the painful spanking with the hard wooden hairbrush that she was about to receive,

The first swat landed on her left cheek with a loud smack. The noise was worse than the pain for this one, but experience had taught her that it would not be long before the heat and pain on her cheeks became far worse than the noise. John had to remind Jane to count and told her that he would start again. Each time she did not count out the swats, John would have to start again from zero.

Jane remembered to count out the swat loudly and the second time. By swat six, the heat and pain were building, but Jane was determined not to cry. She still thought that her punishment was too harsh and that she was defiant.

John could detect defiance in Janes’s body language. Still, he knew by the end of the punishment, this would have melted away and that Jane would be very remorseful after the spanking, especially when she went to sit down on her soon-to-be red, bruised, hot, painful bottom. Even though John did not take pleasure in punishing his wife, he had to admit to himself that he did enjoy the sight of the hairbrush landing on her tender skiing and how the skin would ripple on impact.

By swat 50, Jane’s body had gone limper, and faint sobs were coming from her as the hairbrush landed on her now red, fiery-looking skin. to

Jane knew that her bottom would be bruised and tender the next day.

When John landed swat fifty-four, he told Jane that the next six would be harder to ensure Jane had learned her lesson, but Jane already knew that John would do this, as this was the way he always did the last few a lot harder.

Swat fifty-five made Jane yelp out in pain, and as she felt the pain of the impact spread through her bruised cheek, she pleaded with John to stop as she had learned her lesson, but she knew her please would fall on deaf ears. Once John had set a punishment, he always saw it through. Oddly, this was one of the things Jane admired and respected about John, which was that he was a man of his word.

By the end of the sixty swats, Jane was sobbing; John gently stroked his wife’s fiery cheeks; they were swollen from the spanking, and he knew that tomorrow they would be all bruised. After a couple of minutes, John helped Jane up and told her to stand in the corner to reflect on her punishment and that she was not to rub her sore cheeks. If she did, John would give her another six swats.

Jane went to the corner, still sobbing; her bottom was on fire and throbbing from the spanking.

After 15 minutes, John called his wife over, hugged her, and told her how much he loved her. He was pleased that she had taken her punishment well and with good grace. John gave Jane a drink of water and told her it was time for her to go to bed and rest.

TBC

Jane Rolled Her Eyes

John and Jane were having dinner at the kitchen table and discussing the importance of budgeting after Jane asked John for more this month as she had run out of housekeeping with a week still to go.
John had asked Jane if she had done a budget for the month. Jane replied no, she did not need one. John then lectured Jane about the importance of having a budget and sticking to it so she did not have to ask for extra money to cover shopping. As John told Jane that he wanted to see a budget for the next week, he caught Jane rolling her eyes at him.
Jane and Johns’s eyes locked, and immediately, Jane knew John had seen her and that she was in trouble.

John said I saw that Jane. Do you know how disrespectful that is? Jane replied, “Yes, Sir, I am sorry, sir.” Jane knew to call John Sir and show him respect. She hoped an apology and calling him Sir would save her bottom, but deep down, she knew that was just hope.
John instructed Jane to go and get the hairbrush. Jane whimpered no, please but John gave her that look that told her how serious he was.
Jane knew to do as John instructed, or it would only be worse for her. She went to the bedroom, picked up the hairbrush she had felt many times before, and took it to John, sitting on a dining room chair he had positioned in the middle of the room while Jane was getting the hairbrush.

John motioned for Jane to bend over his knee, knowing her bottom would soon be burning and red. John asked Jane why she had not learned not to roll her eyes at him; she knew how disrespectful it was and had paid the price many times before for being disrespectful.
John pulled her skirt up, revealing her pale, smooth bottom. Jane was wearing a thong today, so there was no need to pull her panties down today. John told Jane she would receive 12 swats on each cheek for being disrespectful again.

Jane braced herself for the first swat, which landed firmly on her right cheek and was quickly followed by a swat to her left cheek. Jane could feel the fire burning through her cheeks and let out a loud shriek after each swat. John told her that the first swats were just warm-ups.
John continued to swat Janes’s cheeks with the hairbrush. By swat six, her cheeks were getting rosey red all over as Jon landed each swat expertly in a slightly different place so he got full coverage of her buns, taking care not to swat anywhere else.
Jane started to ask John to stop. She had learned her lesson at swat eight, but deep down, John would see it through to twelve. He was always a man of his word, which was one of the qualities Jane admired about John. Jane relied on John to be consistent, making her feel safe and loved.

After swat twelve, Jane thanked John and apologized for being disrespectful to her punishment, as this was a requirement after punishment. Jane knew she would get extra swats if she did not thank John and apologize.

John pulled Jane’s shirt down and helped her stand up; he hugged her and told her how much he loved her.