Bad Bad Girl

“How does she feel about the lifestyle?”

Vance shrugged. “She understands it. She says she is willing to live it. But she’s also trying to push and test the boundaries. I swear I could spank her ass every day for all the little things she does.”

Vance’s father laughed. “She is testing you. Everyone I know who starts this lifestyle has a steep hill to climb. My advice to you is stand by your word. If you say you’re going to punish her, than you better do it no matter what. Don’t give idle threats. This is the most crucial time for you to truly develop the respect needed to make this lifestyle work.”

“What if you can’t? I mean, if you are in a situation or location where you can’t make it happen.”

“There’s other ways to discipline besides spanking, as I’m sure you know.”

Vance nodded.

Vance’s father continued on, “It’s all about keeping the dynamic intact no matter what, where or why.” He took a big gulp of his beer.

Vance put down his bottle on the coffee table. His dad was right about not letting Coley off the hook just because they were in the close confines of his parents’ house. He knew that she purposely acted out because she knew he wouldn’t spank her. He smiled to himself at the fact that she really thought she had one up on him. She truly thought she would walk away in the clear. Vance snickered to himself. It was time he taught the love of his life a little lesson on whom she was messing with.

Vance stood up and grabbed his keys. “I’ll be back in a sec. I have some items I need to buy.”

Vance walked into the kitchen as Coley and his mother were giggling and enjoying their time together. Coley smiled lovingly as Vance bent down and kissed the side of her neck.

“What trouble are you ladies getting into?”

Coley giggled as she reached her palm to touch the side of his face. “Your mother is filling me in on all the dirt I’ll ever need to blackmail you with.”

Vance gave a playful glare at his mom. “Oh really? I see my mom is sharing her special night cap with you as well.”

Coley laughed. “Yes, I guess you could say she has.”

Vance wrapped his arms around Coley and whispered in her ear, “You ready for bed, love?”

Coley nodded and stood up with a slight stumble. “Thank you for the drinks and for all the advice.”

Vance walked over to his mother and kissed her cheek. “Goodnight, Mom. See you in the morning.”

When they walked into the bedroom and closed the door, Coley turned toward Vance and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I like your parents a lot. Your mom shocked me by letting me know your dad and she practice Domestic Discipline.” She pressed her lips to his before pulling away enough to add, “You could have filled me in on that little tidbit of knowledge you know.”

Vance smiled. “I guess I should have. Did she embarrass you?”

“At first, but she really put my mind at ease and even educated me on it. She’s a really special lady.”

“Yes, she is.” Vance looked deep into her eyes and pushed a loose curl behind Coley’s ear. “Speaking of education, I think there’s a little lesson I need to teach you.”

Coley released her grip around Vance’s neck. “You can’t spank me here.” She smiled playfully but was secretly worried he may choose to do so, regardless if his parents could hear.

Vance crossed his arms across his chest and lifted an eyebrow as he glared. “I could and would. But I have something else in mind.” He placed a soft kiss to Coley’s furrowed forehead. “Go into the bathroom. Get undressed and get your bottom hole ready for me to punish.”

Coley’s jaw dropped in shock. “What? You want me to… you’re going to… what?”

“You heard me, Coley. Go do as I asked.”

Coley walked to the attached bathroom in shock. Did he just order her to get her anus ready? What does that even mean? She had a pretty good idea but was stunned by the command. The mixture of gin, confusion, fear and excitement, made her head spin. Lust, desire and yearning filled her body. His kinky request released a sexual curiosity deep within her core.

She walked back into the bedroom after doing what Vance asked. “Vance, I uh…” She saw a plastic bag lying on the bed. “I’m confused.”

“Lay down on your stomach.”

Coley did so without hesitation. There was something about Vance’s tone and his demeanor that made her not want to push. He was authoritative, no nonsense, and yet more sensual than she had ever seen him.

“You purposely tried to get in trouble today thinking there was nothing I could do about it.” Vance made his way to the bed and grabbed the plastic bag as he sat down.