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Maya's First Spanking by Melissa
It's the first time in
her inlaws' house and Maya quickly learns the price of
misbehavior in this household.
Copyright (c)
2006, all rights reserved, not for sale
The evening had been going
well and Maya was very happy. She had only met her in-laws twice
before; once on her and Mark’s wedding day six months earlier,
and again at Thanksgiving. Living over a thousand miles away, it
was hard to establish close relationships. When Mark had said
they were heading east to his family’s for Christmas, Maya had
been excited. An only child, Maya’s parents had been killed in a
car crash five years earlier when she was 19, and she was
completely without blood family. She was excited to be included
in the Andrews’ family traditions, and to be accepted as family.
Mark was the
youngest of three boys. All three were now married, and Mark’s
brothers Matt and Sam both lived in the same town they had grown
up in, only blocks from one another, and the boys’ family home.
Matt was the oldest, and his wife, Ann, was expecting their
first child in the late spring, the first grandchild in the
family. Maya couldn’t wait for the day when she and Mark had
children of their own.
She was sure the
Mark was going to make an amazing father. He was so patient and
gentle with her. He was forever surprising her with flowers and
cards, a back rub, endless ways of showing how much he cared for
her. Maya smiled up at him as the plane made its descent.
Maya wasn’t
disappointed in the reaction she and her husband received when
they got off the plane. All six of the Andrews’ family members
were crowded near the gate. They let out whoops of joy when they
saw Maya and Mark, and all six rushed forward and surrounded
them in a cluster of hugging arms and back patting hands. Sylvia
Andrews, matriarch of the clan, kissed each on the cheek
repeatedly, leaving half moons of red lipstick on their cheeks.
Maya couldn’t suppress the huge grin that was taking over her
face. She wished so badly that they could move here, but Mark
had made it clear that his work was in Arizona, and that’s where
they were going to stay. The last time she had brought it up he
had seemed angry, which had terrified Maya, who had never seen
him angry. He was so good to her the last thing she wanted to do
was upset him, or make him unhappy. She had never brought it up
again.
Mark’s brothers
were both dark and handsome like Mark, their wives both stylish
and cheerful. His parents were adorable, holding hands and
smiling at one another, it was clear how in love they were. This
was such a happy family, and Maya felt very lucky to have been
made a part of it. Her own parents had tolerated one another,
but Maya certainly did not have childhood memories filled with
love and laughter as Mark did.
The family home
was one of warmth as well. It a large rambling farmhouse, full
of fascinating nooks and crannies. The decorations were
tasteful, and the house inviting. Though nothing was cooking
when they arrived, Maya could imagine the smell of cookies
wafting from the comfortable kitchen. Sylvia quickly began
busying herself in that kitchen to prepare them dinner, and
denied the offer of help from Maya, insisting that she needed to
go up to the guest room, unpack and relax before dinner. Mark
was heading over to Matt’s with the rest of the clan to look at
the pool that had been put in the week before. Maya gratefully
took the time to get their things organized and freshen up
before heading back down to the kitchen. She was much too
excited to rest, and was looking forward to the time alone with
her mother-in-law.
“Hi Dear, I
thought you were resting,” Sylvia said with a smile as she added
the ingredients she had chopped to the salad.
“Oh no, I’m not
the least bit tired. I am so excited to be here,” she admitted.
“And we are so
happy to have you here. We so wish Mark’s work didn’t keep you
two so far away. You would think he could find something
closer,” Sylvia said with something close to a pout.
Wanting to be
agreeable with her mother in law Maya said, “I know, I’ve told
him, but he doesn’t listen to me.”
“Men,” Sylvia
said with a huff, throwing up her hands.
Maya laughed, the
turned as everyone came back into the house. Mark’s dad, Eric
poured wine all around, except for Ann who drank from the water
bottle that was always in her reach. Mark gave Maya a warning
look; Maya was not great at holding her alcohol. She rarely
drank and became easily tipsy. She smiled back at him, hoping to
assure him he had nothing to worry about. Dinner was a festive
affair that lasted long past the spaghetti being eaten, and the
pie disappearing. Long after the Andrews’ family remained around
the table, talking and laughing. Eric kept pouring wine, and the
drinking and laughing continued. Maya was getting more than a
little buzzed, and her voice was getting louder and louder, as
she ignored the stern looks she was getting from her husband, as
well as the same look on Eric’s face, aimed at Mark.
Wanting to
maintain the good humor between herself and her mother-in-law,
Maya tried to make jokes she thought Sylvia would enjoy.
“Have you noticed
that once men get a ring on their finger, they get a ring of fat
around their middle?!” Maya found her own joke so humorous that
the wine she had drank was in danger of coming out her nose. She
was laughing so loudly she didn’t notice the silence of the rest
of the family. It was well known that Mark was uncomfortable
with the fifteen or so pounds he had put on, and his frequent
trips to the gym left him powerful, but still with the much
hated love handles. She also didn’t notice that her husband was
clenching his teeth, and the color was rising from his neck up
his face.
“I think, “Mark
said through gritted teeth, “that you have had enough to drink.”
Mark leaned over and took her glass from her hand. Maya was
outraged.
“Mark, don’t be
such an ass! Give me my damn drink and learn how to take a
joke!” Maya was furious and tried to snatch the drink back as
her in laws watched with open mouthed shock. Maya didn’t see the
knowing looks pass between each couple.
“I think we’ve
all seen quite enough,” Mark said as he stood, pulling Maya up
with him. He quickly began walking across the room, pulling Maya
along by her wrist.
“Let go of me!”
Maya was outraged, trying to pull her arm free of his grasp. All
those trips to the gym had sure given him a good grip. She had
no idea what he was doing as he pulled her up the stairs, and
into his old bedroom. She protested loudly, trying to break free
the entire way, which didn’t so much as slow his stride.
Slamming the door, he finally let go of her arm. Maya made a big
show of rubbing it, looking for bruising.
“The way you have
behaved tonight is unacceptable. It is time you learn what
happens when an Andrews’ woman acts in a way that isn’t
acceptable. Get over here,” he said as he sat down on the edge
of the bed.
Maya gaped
open-mouthed at her husband. Her outrage was now mixed with a
combination of excitement, embarrassment and fear.
“Why? You gonna
spank me?” she asked with a laugh that held little humor. She
was beginning to grow more than a little afraid of the look on
her husband’s face. In answer to her question, Mark once again
took a hold of her wrist and pulled her to him. Maya didn’t
protest, couldn’t even breathe as her husband undid and lowered
her pants and panties to her knees. She simply stood shivering,
glancing at the door. She was nearly as terrified someone was
going to know about this as she was about what Mark had in mind.
Only after he had pulled her over his knee, her head hanging
near the floor, her feet dangling just above it on the other end
did she begin to breath again. Feeling the cold air hit her bare
back side, the reality of what was happening hit her and she
began to struggle.
“I suggest that
you take what is coming to you. You know as well as I do that
you earned this. You are getting spanked now whether you like it
or not. It will be a lot easier on you if you just submit to the
punishment you earned.” With that he began to slap her bottom
with his hand. She found the first few smacks took her breath
away again. She couldn’t believe how badly it stung, with him
using just his hand.
Maya had been
spanked by her parents as a child, and a hand spanking had never
been too big a deal. Usually just a few half-hearted swats over
her pants, and that was all. The very few times she had gotten
serious spankings were with her mother’s hairbrush. She
remembered the horrible sting, though her parents were not all
that strict and she probably only received five to ten swats,
whose sting faded within minutes of the spanking. Still those
spankings had terrified Maya as a child, and she had done
everything possible to avoid them.
Now as her
husband’s hand came down over and over, covering each spot of
her bottom and upper thighs, she finally knew what a real
spanking felt like. She had long since given up any thoughts
about the rest of the family hearing, and was loudly begging him
to stop.
“OWWW! Mark, no!
OWWW! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!OWWW!! Pleeeeease Mark! IT hurts! I’m
sorry! I’m sorry! I’ll be good!”
To that, Mark
laughed humorlessly, “You better be.” As he continued to
relentlessly and methodically slap his wife’s now red backside.
He was determined she was going to learn her lesson. Added to
that, his family had witnessed her little show. She was not
going to humiliate him like that, and he was going to show his
family that he, too, could keep his wife in line. He continued
to spank her just as hard and fast, and was ignoring all her
pleas. She began to squirm even more than she had been and he
stopped.
“You’d best stay
still,” he said slowly through his teeth, and landed another two
hard swats.
She couldn’t
control the jump that landed her on the floor and away from his
punishing hand. She looked up at him in fear, and made the
decision to run for the door, fully ready to race out of the
house with her pants and panties wrapped around one ankle.
Unfortunately, Mark was fast, and had scooped her off her feet
before she got half way to the door. His arm was holding her by
the waist, her head poking out from behind him. He carried her
across the room as though she weighed nothing. From her view of
the other side of the room, she couldn’t see what he was
rummaging for in the drawers. A thought hit her of what it might
be and she began crying loudly again, craning her neck to see if
her fear was going to be realized. Before she got a view, Mark
swung back to the bed, and dumped her unceremoniously across his
lap. Before she even had time to struggle, Mark straddled her
legs between his own, holding down her one free arm and her back
at the same time, leaving her virtually defenseless. Panic set
in and Maya began to wail and plead.
“Mark, please!
I’m sorry, I swear! I learned my lesson! I’ll be good! Please!”
“Maya, I have had
enough. I hope you have learned not to disrespect me, especially
in front of my family. Now I am going to teach you that when I
decide you need to be punished, your best course of action is to
accept it, and take the punishment you need and deserve.” With
that Maya felt the first crack of the brush Mark had retrieved.
It completely took her breath away. She had thought it couldn’t
get any worse but she had been wrong. So very wrong. Her bottom,
throbbing and on fire from his hand, was now being punished hard
and fast with the brush, and Maya couldn’t squirm even an inch
to try and avoid the smacks. After the first ten hard, fast
spanks landed, Maya lost even the will to fight. She lay over
her husband’s lap, sobbing quietly, taking the spanking she
accepted as inevitable.
Maya wasn’t sure
how long it was that she lay over Mark’s knee after he had
stopped spanking her and put the brush down. For quite some time
she still lay there, crying into her hands. When she had gained
some composure, she lifted herself from his lap and turned to
face the man she loved.
“I’m sorry, Mark.
I should never have talked to you that way.”
“Everything is
okay now, Maya. Come here.” He reached out to her, and she
cuddled on his lap, snuggling her face into the comforting smell
of his shirt, and cried into him as he gently rubbed her back
and hair. After a few minutes, Mark stood and set her gently on
the bed.
“Now get yourself
together, I’m sure the card game is underway.” He headed out of
the room, leaving her to get her pants back on, and check out
the damage to her makeup.
Her hair and
makeup had also taken quite a beating, and she was glad that she
had the advantage of her makeup and brushes in her suitcase. She
took a bit longer than she needed to getting ready, but she was
more embarrassed than she could stand at the idea of seeing her
in-laws. Certainly they had heard everything. How was she
supposed to face them, with them all having just heard her get
the spanking of her life. Not at all wanting to make Mark mad,
she took a breath and headed back to the kitchen, where only
Sylvia and Dan were sitting with Mark.
“Hi, dear,”
Sylvia said sympathetically.
“Hello.” Maya
answered, her eyes downcast. Tears threatened to come again as
waves of humiliation washed over her.
“Don’t worry
about it Maya, it happens to the best of us.” Sylvia said with a
wry smile. “The first Easter Matt and Ann were here, she found
he had forgotten to pack the gifts she had bought, and asked if
he was stupid. Before I could even blink an eye, he had her over
his knee, paddling her right there at the dinner table. So just
think, it could have been worse. I have spent the occasional
holiday over the years sitting on a warm bottom, so the boys
come by it rightfully.”
Maya stood in
open-mouthed shock at what she had just learned. It seemed all
the Andrews women were spanked by their husbands. Maya took a
moment to think about this new facet of her life, then saw
Sylvia and her husband lovingly holding hands, looking
completely in love, and a smile spread over her face. Going to
the man she loved, she put her arms around his neck kissed his
cheek, knowing she would change nothing about her life.
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