Angel of Love 
Parts 5 - 12
by Mistic
copyright©2002

Part 5

Quickly Beth made her way to the shop that sold quaint little antiquities, taking a quick glance behind her as she dodged into the door out of site. Once inside she breathed a small sigh of relief and chuckled at herself at how sly she was. Her gaze fell on the object of desire she wanted dearly for her collection and she went straight to it and picked it up. As she made her way down the aisle to the back, where the cashier was located, her gaze once again fell upon another treasure. Biting her lip Beth picked up this exquisite item as well and hurried along to the back not daring to look upon the shelves anymore. As Beth stood in line her mind went back in forth debating how smart a move this was. She knew it would anger John, no doubt. They were not poor but nor were they rich. Her stomach flip flopped as she placed the items on the counter in front of the cashier lady.

Beth had no choice but to put in on her credit card as John had the cash on him at this point. Nervously she ran back to the room where their luggage laid waiting and she haphazardly scrunched the items within their boxes into some luggage. Beth then ran down the sidewalk to meet John at the restaurant while glancing at her watch seeing she was now two minutes late as she entered the building to meet him.

`You're late' John stated although with a small smile on his lips as he gazed at Beth lovingly.

"Yes, sorry it took me a few moments longer than expected; you are not angry are you?"

"No, you did as you were asked and I am pleased. Thank you. We should have time to go to that shop you wanted if we don't dilly dally ordering our food."

A pang of guilt momentarily washed through Beth's mind but she disregarded the thought as quickly as it came into her mind. They sat and ordered their food and Beth picked at her plate hoping to draw out the time where there would not be enough time left to visit the shop after all, then John would never be the wiser and she would only have to worry about stashing the CC bill at home later next month. When they made to leave the restaurant John surveyed the time and mentioned how sorry he was they would not have the time after all for the shop and hoped Beth would be ok with that. In fact John stated vehemently he would make it up to Beth and perhaps look for the same item in the shops back at home if that would please her.

Beth felt so guilty but fear crept into her heart at the thought of what he was stating as well and as a result she blurted out the first thing that came to her mind. That she no longer wanted the item at all, she had thought about it and had grown disenchanted so there was no need to concern himself with that after all.

Beth didn't notice the intent stare John was giving her as she walked briskly into the airport biting her lip. A habit she seemed to do when she was racked by guilt or feeling bad and stressing over it. John already recognized the habit however Beth was not aware he knew it. John asked if Beth was ok, if there was anything she wanted to say but she just said no and kept walking staying to the front of John so not to betray the emotions that lie on her face.

Part 6

The flight back was smooth. The drive home from the airport took about an hour and it was early evening when they arrived home. John unloaded the car and brought the luggage inside. Beth set out to prepare a small snack for the two of them and catch up on the mail and phone messages. They snuggled on the couch for an hour sipping on tea and toast just relaxing knowing that all to soon their lives would go back to the busy fast paced schedule that sometimes tended to be all to hectic. John stated he was going to shower and get ready for bed and asked Beth to unpack some of the belongings needed that were toiletries and also reminded Beth to get some of the clothes out he needed that he wanted cleaned and pressed for later that week.

Beth set out opening the luggage in their room but since she couldn't remember which one she had packed the toiletries in she had to open all three luggage pieces. She told John to go ahead to the shower and she would bring the stuff he needed to him in a moment. To her dismay when she opened the luggage she found one ruined by leaking perfumes, lotions and shampoos. In addition to that this was also the luggage piece that has Johns clothes in them that he had wanted cleaned and pressed. A low guttural whine escaped her mouth as she stood looking at the hideous mess in horror.

Thankfully the shampoo had only been a slow leak so there was plenty left. Beth grabbed it and a towel from the closet on her way to the bathroom where John was already showering.

She hastily gave him what he needed and beat a quick retreat back out of the bathroom before he could say anything. She didn't know what she was going to do and knew whatever it was it would have to be quick. Beth grabbed the luggage that was ruined by leaking toiletries and dragged it to the washroom to stow it out of sight for the time being. She knew there was one more thing to worry about and didn't want to forget that on top of this. Running back to the room she heard the water being turned off as John was preparing to step out of the shower. She surveyed the two remaining luggage pieces and spied what she was looking for…the package that had her two delicate trinkets. 

As she picked up the package John called out to her which gave her a jolt of terror and caused her to drop it in her moment of panic.

It landed on top of the clothes in the luggage that was still placed at her feet. Wearily she placed her foot next to the box and gently but quickly shoved it right under the bed where it was hidden by the sham just as John walked through the bathroom door.

"I was asking if you found my clothes I needed to be cleaned and pressed. Is something wrong? You seem to have broken out in sweat, but its not that hot in here…what are you up to?"

Beth's mouth went dry as her mind drew a blank out of fear. John asked her what was wrong once again and asked her if she was sick or something. The last question snapped her out of her reverie as she said yes she did think she felt somewhat sick and wanted to go to bed. Beth assured John his clothes would be cleaned and pressed tomorrow but she would wait till morning to worry about it if that was ok by him.

John gazed at Beth with concern in his eyes and told her it was fine of course. He then started to take down the bed and told Beth to get into bed and go to sleep. He offered to get some aspirin and water as she was getting into her nightgown however she turned it down and said she felt she be better if she just got some rest. John pulled the covers over her as she crawled into bed and he lied down next to her.

Just as she started to drift off to sleep she heard John ask why the room seemed to reek of perfume smell in the air so heavily. Beth barely understood what he asked as she was drifting into a fitful sleep. No reply came that night…

Beth awoke to an overpowering aroma that overwhelmed her senses enough to nauseate her slightly. Her eyes opened and she saw their bedroom door had been closed and John was not in the room. When she looked over at the clock she saw it was 8am. Her hand splayed out on the pillow where Johns head would normally be which was when she noticed the note.  

The note read…

Dear, I expect everything put back and cleaned up by the time I get home. Please don't forget to bring my clothes to the drycleaners, I will need them the rest of this week. Also would you please take of that smell in the room? I expect that done today as well. You looked so peaceful sleeping this morning when I left I didn't dare wake you with that perfect angels face that I could have gotten lost staring into all day but tonight I shall ravish that sweet beautiful body of yours until there is nothing left to give. You will be in my thoughts today dear, know that I cherish you and love you.

John

Beth jolted out of bed, knowing there was precious little time to waste. She dove into some house clothes and set about to putting away all the things in the two remaining luggage pieces still lying on the floor. It did not take to much time, not quite an hour. She went to put the luggage up where it belonged in the closet and when she moved the one she noticed a big damp spot on the floor it had covered. That's why it still reeked in there so strong which reminded her of the third luggage she'd forgotten all about hidden in the laundry room. She now would have to also clean the carpet to rid the room of the stench filled in the air of her perfume that apparently had leaked through to the floor last night. Beth debated on what to do first and realized they had no rug shampooer which meant she would have to make a trip to the store to rent one now or call a professional. She weighed her options and called a company right off to come out that day to attend to it. Next she made a mad dash to the laundry room. The smell that engulfed her nostrils when she opened the door was overwhelming and made her dizzy at first so she dragged it out to the back door to let the stink air outside. After grabbing a garbage bag she threw all the bottles in it not caring anymore what they were. Mostly it was makeup and shampoo, his cologne and her perfume plus other toiletries such as extra toothpaste and body wash. Looking at it all she couldn't believe her own stupidity in being so careless. Beth however did think it would be no problem to replace all of it while she was out later dropping off the clothes at the drycleaners.

Beth had not really looked at the clothes until that moment. She was horrified to see a mottled concoction of what would closer resemble the likes of several three olds paintings without paper on top of all of Johns suits.

Her mouth dropped open as her mind froze. She wasn't even aware not breathing, holding her breath. Quickly her mind raced as she grabbed a garbage liner to put the clothes into to carry into the drycleaners. She didn't need that mess getting on anything else. She wondered if it would even come out or would it permanently stain? Beth felt a sensation of heat in her lower regions. She didn't understand it. Why now does her body give off signals of lust when she was thinking in fear of what would surely come?

Her thoughts were broke however by the doorbell. Looking at the clock Beth knew the carpet cleaners could not be there so soon. She specifically told them not for another two hours so she would have time to run the clothes to the drycleaners. An irritated Beth stormed to the door with clothes hoisted over her shoulder in the bag. She flung it open and was ready to bless the `professionals' for coming TOO early but was cut short by a short robust merry young lady whom appeared not much older than Beth herself. 

`Hi!' exclaimed the merry lady with as much pep as a cheerleading squad and flashy bright smile beaming ear to ear as well. Momentarily startled, Beth looked dazed and irritated and decided in less than one second that she didn't have time for any delays. `Im on my way out the door. I don't know what your selling but I don't want it nor need it. Don't bother coming back.' She huffed out in a angry tone while closing the front door behind her and walking past the startled lady whom now looked as she was on the verge of tears.

Beth beat a hasty retreat to her car and once there through the bag into it. Looking up she saw the lady still standing rooted to the same spot staring in utter disbelief as if she had been slapped. `Are you still here? My God woman! Go Away! Get off my property right this minute!' Beth shouted at the top of her lungs. She stood there halfway in the door of her car until the lady turned and half ran off the property. Beth didn't take the time to notice the young lady was running back across the street to another home as she let herself into the door there. Muttering all kinds of profanities Beth sped of down the road to the drycleaners.

Now speeding down the road Beth thought her day couldn't get much worse at this point but she couldn't have been more wrong as she was soon to find out. As her mind was racing making tabs of all the points to cover to avoid punishment, thinking perhaps John would understand afte rall enough since he rarely did punish her up to now as it was but he seemed to be a little more stricter since their honeymoon.

Beth was snapped at of her reverie just as she heard the siren go off and noticed the lights flickering on the police car behind her signaling for her to pull over. `Oh, Damn!' she exclaimed out loud along with a string of words that would make a sailor cringe. Pulling over and coming to a stop she started fishing through her purse for her Id and insurance card. She was still cussing when the cop walked up to the window that was down. Beth looked up when she noticed his presence and went silent. After a moment she cleared the look of disgust on her face and flashed the biggest fake smile she could throw at the man and handed him her license and card. `Hi officer…um was I um …going to fast or something?' she asked as innocently as possible through slight gritted teeth. The cops face remained motionless and stern. He gazed at her cards and back down at her for a moment. How she just hated that! The stern expressionless stare that made her squirm in her seat.

`Were you aware ma'am that you were speeding 25 miles over the speed limit? This is also a school zone by the way', said the cop in his most unpleased manner.

`I was, Oh goodness I was in such a hurray to get to where I was going I didn't notice…I'm so sorry, Sir. Is there any way possible perhaps of maybe just letting me go with a warning?' Beth tried to say in the most ditzy way possible.

`No, sorry ma'am but if it were not for the fact you were going through the school zone and foolishly fast you were going then it would be possible, now I will be just a few moments writing up your ticket then you can be on your way' the cop said in the most monotype tone.

When the cop came back and gave her citation she took it and started back out to the drycleaners muttering obscenities the whole way. She got to the drycleaners and dropped off the clothes and quickly dodged out to go to the grocery store not paying attention yet to the time.

Once in the store she wandered around finding all the same toiletries that needed to be replaced however Beth had a bad habit of perusing for to long and as usual she couldn't help just getting what was needed but ignored common sense and bought quite a few more needless things. She didn't notice that two hours had now already passed which was when the rug cleaners were supposed to arrive.

By the time Beth arrived home there were three messages on the answering machine. The first one was the rug cleaners explaining they had come by but couldn't wait anymore and needed her to reschedule. The second was the drycleaners explaining that all the clothes were permanently ruined by the makeup and they wanted to know if they indeed still wanted to dry clean them still. The third call was her husband explaining he would be home early probably around 3:30pm in the afternoon. Beth looked up at the clock and saw it read 3:20pm.

As she stood there rooted to the spot her face went pale and her legs felt like rubber and from outside she could hear a car pull up and park. It was her husband.

Oh what to do, what to DO? Should I leave by way of the back door and hide for some time? Should I say the truth right off the bat? Those were just a few of the questions running through her mind. In debating it out in her mind in just a few minutes while her husband was talking with the neighbor outside unbeknownst to her Beth resolved it was best to come clean right off. There was no use after all at this point in covering up or delaying the inevitable that was all to obvious. The stench from the toiletries wafted even where she stood at this point. Ugh. There just was not enough white lies to cover it up or at least delay it at this point. Her heart was pounding, her hands now clammy and in fact now she felt ill truly.

Tick tick tick tick went the clock on the wall as Beth stood motionless like a deer caught in headlights. Time seemed to stand still and which each growing moment her body started to tremble as Beth was quite sure of what was to come once her husband walked through that front door.

John stood there with the door open gazing at his wife for a few moments. The look on his face was not unlike the police mans earlier in the day and Beth found it hard to breath normally much less find the right words to start with. She didn't have to though, after a moment she noticed that same woman standing behind her husband on the doorstop just outside the door. Beth stood there puzzled and had half a mind to shoo her off right then and there but thought better of it and held her tongue.

`Beth…this is Amanda from across the street, our Neighbor. You know the one? I understand you met her earlier today before running off so rudely.' John now looked a bit grim faced with embarrassment as he spoke these words.

Beths hands flew to the collar of her neck as she fidgeted, a clear sign that she had a nervous habit of knowing she was in the wrong and nervous confronting it. "Oh…my…oh dear, goodness! Im soooo Sorry! I had NO idea whatsoever! If I had known I certainly wouldn't have…" 

Her husband clearing his throat stopped whatever else she had to say as she cast her eyes downwardly in humiliation. Amanda stood there looking somewhat uncomfortable but being the Christian and cheery lady she was spoke up. "Oh well its in the past now, I just came over to clear up the confusion we had earlier. I thought it best to wait till your husband arrived this time. You were clearly in a hurray dear and your still new to the area and being married and had things to do…It is understandable, we ALL make mistakes. Your apology is accepted. I originally came over to welcome you and offer any help that you might need." Amanda finished with a smile and offered her hand in gesture of friendship.

"Um, thank you…I um feel so foolish now, I certainly don't deserve your friendship after the way I treated you earlier, again I am so sorry." Beth took her hand and they shook. After that John explained there were things they needed to attend to and bid Amanda farewell for the time being.

Now as John closed the front door and turned to face his wife whom now was biting her lip and wringing her hands respectively. John gazed at his wife lovingly now and placed a kiss on her cheek and then her lips. When he straightened back up he appeared to start to speak but then began to furrow his nose followed by a slight look of disapproval at his wife.

"Well, I see you did not attend to that horrendous smell; I sure do hope you at least got my clothes taken care of." John said seriously.

"John, I need to start preparing dinner…I was hoping to discuss some things over dinner…?" Beth stated nervously while backing up somewhat.

"Beth, I would like you to answer the question first if you don't mind." John stated as he grabbed Beths arm and led her to the living room couch and sat her down next to him. "Beth I don't know what is going on but I sense there are things I should be aware of. I do not wish to wait till dinner to find out or have dinner spoiled by it either. It cant be all that bad anyway surely." Johns face remained serious however he offered a small smile in hopes to calm his wife's fears.

Sitting there being pushed and urged to spill her guts out somehow just did not sit right with Beth. For some reason it irritated her. He had no idea how bad it was and she knew he was not likely to take so easily as he was presuming now. 

Belligerently Beth exclaimed "YOU have NO idea! And after the day I just had I am no longer in the mood to say right now! I wanted to prepare the damn food so I could calm down over it for crying out loud!" throwing a hateful glare at John.

John just sat there digesting the outburst with no expression whatsoever which made Beth a bit uneasy. Johns eyebrows furrowed together just before he stood up. Still facing Beth he started to undo his belt buckle and proceeded to slip the belt through the loops. 

Beth's mouth dropped open along with a look of sudden surprise. "John! What the hell are you doing?

"Young Lady, If you think I will sit here and tolerate that type of rude outburst you are sadly mistaken. Number one I do not except foul language especially when it is used towards me. Number two I do not intend on sitting here beating around the bush. I have no intentions of getting drawn into an argument. Now you have some explaining to do…Now!" He stood there for a moment hovering over

Beth but sat down when she started to speak. "Oh John, I am sorry; really. I promise I will tell you and now as you require. I just am not sure where to begin. I had the most horrible day, and I am afraid you will be very angry with me. The day just got worse by every waking moment. One thing after the next,on and on…"

"Beth you're rambling…" John said in an impatient tone. After hesitating for a moment Beth continued all the while wringing her hand back and forth. 

"Well, you see um er when I went to put away everything in the luggage I didn't notice the stain from the toiletries that seemed to have leaked through to the carpet some how until I was done and was putting up the luggage. And you see I had to call a carpet shampooer company to come out since we don't have one. They said they would be able to come in two hours which left me time to run your clothes to the drycleaners. When I was leaving Amanda was at the door and I THOUGHT she was a sales lady so I didn't give her time to explain otherwise because I was in a hurray. I got pulled over for speeding on the way…" At this point she paused long enough to survey her husbands reaction to this but it remained expressionless still. Beth couldn't stand when she couldn't read peoples emotions from their faces. She always gauged a lot of her behavior from that. If they didn't seem to approve of what she was speaking she would appease them by changing the subject or quit the behavior pattern that seem to disturb them.

"How fast were you going?" John asked as he gripped the belt tighter in his hand.

"I think I was going about 25 miles over the limit." Beth couldn't help looking down at her hands at this point. She was unable to look John in the eyes as she nervously wrung her hands out and fidgeted around her collar.

She waited to hear something from John in response to her driving but heard nothing.

"Beth…Im waiting for you to go on…I suspect there is more." John said with no emotion in his voice.

Clearing her throat Beth continued hesitantly now wishing she had just left before he had walked in. This was making her sick to her stomach. "Well, after that I dropped off your clothes at the drycleaners and went to the store to pick up some of the things needed to replace what had spilled in the luggage…" Beth dared a glance at her husbands steel glare and noticed one eyebrow that tilted upwards.

"Well um you see um I kind of um…lost track…of…time while I was in the store sooooo when I got back home there was a message on the machine that stated they had come and gone already and they wanted to reschedule." Again she dared another quick glance at Johns hard steel glare that now had hardened even more to which had the added effect of pursed lips as well. "There was another message to…it was the drycleaners." Her stomach lurched in response to getting to this part.

Beths mouth was going dry. Now she couldn't help fidgeting all over and got to the point of bringing her feet up on the couch as close to her body as possible while she tried to back into the corner of it as if to disappear within in it. Glancing at John one more time before continuing she spoke almost to quietly to hear now. "Theeeeyyy um er um they said…the the the…suits were ruined."

Breathing out a huge wind of air as if from holding her breath Beth bit down on her lip so hard it nearly drew blood. She couldn't bear to look at John now and bowed her head down letting her long hair cover the front of her face. Beth could see Johns feet through her hair, she gazed upwardly and saw his hand clench around the belt more tightly.

"Is there anymore I should know?" John asked hesitantly.

"No…I don't think so. That's pretty much it." Beth said through trembling lips now more than sure punishment was inevitable and resigned to the fact. Now she just wanted it over with and waited for what John would say next.

After what seemed forever to Beth with John gazing down upon her John spoke. "Beth, I want you to go upstairs to our bedroom, take your pants and panties off and face the corner until I come in. Is that understood?"

"Yes Sir" was barely audible not much above a whisper spoken by Beth. She rose and with slumped shoulders, head lowered she slowly walked up the stairs to their bedroom and complied as requested. Her stomach was doing major flipflops now as she turned towards the corner. She didn't like this one bit and preferred the thought of just getting this punishment over with and getting past it all. It was forty five minutes later when she heard the sound of rustling behind her. John apparently was rummaging around in the closet. Beth stole a quick glance back driven by curiosity. John caught her and told her to face forward or there would be more to worry about. After about ten minutes of hearing things shifting around John came up behind her and spoke.

"Ok, let me see if I got this all correctly…" Beth started to turn to face her husband but he halted her. "I did not say to come out of the corner, keep facing it…Is that Clear?"

"Alright then, to start out you left and didn't give yourself enough time to get back for the shampoo cleaners to be let in…also you did not ask permission for that, I would think you could take care of cleaning that on your own personally."

"But…" Beth started and response got a hard slap to her bottom. "OWW!"

"NO , interrupting…and no speaking unless asked to do so, Is that clear?" John emphasized with another hard slap to her bottom.

"Yes what?" followed by another slap to the bottom much harder this time.

"Ok, so then on your way out the door with clothes You ruined you were extremely rude to our neighbor that was only coming over to offer her welcome to you…Right?"

"So then you sped down the road at far more you should have been and endangered not only yourself but others that could have hurt as well. That's a school area…you risked the lives of nearby children that walk back and forth down that area. Did you ever consider that?"

"Nooooo," Beth said with a pout knowing full well he was right and feeling the shame of not realizing it sooner.

"Then you dropped off the clothes and went shopping for the items that needed to be replaced that you so carelessly had thrown into the luggage apparently and …took to much time doing so as well…which makes me wonder, did you buy much else that was not on that list of needed to replace items?"

"I ah aa…well ye-esss bu…tt..." she was cut off my a sharp smack to her bottom to which she yelped out in surprise.

"Uhuh I see, a simple yes or no will suffice in the future…do you understand Beth?"

"Tell me, how much exactly did you spend while at the store?" Beth bit her lip as she racked her brain in vain to recall the amount but to no avail. When she took to long the silence was met with a resounding smack on her bottom. "AAA owwww…I don't know I don't know! I don't remember!"

"MMM I see, well as a result of all this foolishness today you got nothing accomplished…right?"

"Um..I guess so…Yes..sir" Beth said sounding deflated and feeling deserving of anything her husband now felt necessary and wanted to make amends through that and any other way she could think of later.

"Beth, why did you so carelessly throw everything in the luggage? Why did you not take the proper care to make sure our things did not get ruined? I don't understand. As far as I can see had it not been for that todays problems would not have happened so before we begin I need to hear your explanation on that…now."

Oh dear Beth thought with dismay as a new ripple of fear coursed through her veins. It was not until just now that she even remembered why she did that and the fact that the small treasures she bought were still under the bed. In her state of panic she had completely forgotten that part. John was so mad now how on earth was she going to come clean about that right now? Should she? Her mind raced for plausible explanations as she was not yet ready to add more to the list of wrong she had done. If John was furious now…the thought terrified her. She stole a glance backward to see his face to gauge if he was ready to hear that just yet.

"Owwww! Im sorry, I couldn't help it," she stomped her foot in frustration. John had looked calm when she peered at him, to calm. His face frozen in a stern glaze that sent a chill down her spine. How she hated that look. It meant she had really stepped over bounds and foretold how disappointed he was in the situation which sent a sinking pit feeling in her stomach.

"I was ticked when you made me stay and do that and not be able to browse at that store I wanted to go to so I kind carelessly didn't pay no mind to the way I threw everything in the luggage." In her mind she was begging him silently not to ask if she had gone to that store. She didn't want to lie…but just couldn't bring her self to say it yet…'oh please don't ask don't ask don't ask john' racing through her mind.

John stood silent for a few moments contemplating her answer. He felt there was more to it but at the moment couldn't conceive of what it might be so further questions eluded him. "All of this because of a temper tantrum over not getting your way huh?" It was meant more as a statement than a question.

"Well Beth, I am going to go downstairs and find that receipt from today. While I am down there I will decide exactly how the rest of your punishment will be and you will remain in the corner. Is that clear?"

Beth did not know how long she had been standing there. It seemed like forever. On one hand it was frustrating to face the corner feeling her feet ache and feel so self conscious of her bottom baring all its pink glory to whom ever could walk in. She knew nobody would except her husband but still she felt the vulnerability just the same. Add to that fact also she was just plain self conscious of being seen unclothed in front of her husband anyway especially with the lights on. She never thought of her bottom as a pretty part of her body but rather a distasteful area. It never seemed as large to her in the mirror as it did in pictures for some reason and if that's what people saw she didn't want John getting such a view when he walked in the room so she decided to put her hands behind her. 

Beth fidgeted from foot to foot back and forth growing impatient. Why in the world should I be impatient? She thought to herself. Her impending punishment looming closer her dread started to seep back in. She couldn't tell what was worse, the wait or the impending sore bottom she knew she would have.

"I didn't tell you, you could put your hands behind you." Johns words though not loud startled her out of her daze and she jumped and quickly recovered her hands to her front side looking downward.

"I have decided your punishment Beth." He noticed his wife's ears seem to perk up at this as she lifted her head to hear what she dreaded to hear just the same. He took no joy in his judgment and it had taken him quite some time to calm down enough to be able to come back up here with his anger subsided. An hour had passed where he thought fruitfully of a just plan to deter any type of this behavior in the future. John took no joy in this part but knew in his heart it was essential to the well being of their marriage and relationship.

"I have decided you will be punished once daily for a week for your indiscretions Beth." His voice was firm but the tone betrayed some of the regret he had in his decision. "You may now come out of the corner and come over here to me."

At this statement Beth turned with eyes wide and mouth agape but stood motionless for a few moments digesting what she had just heard.

"NOW, Beth…and if I have to count it will only add on to your spanking that many more licks."

With feet that felt as if weighted down with cement Beth hesitantly brought herself to face her husband now sitting on a chair in the middle of the room. By instinct she wanted to flee but in her heart she wanted to go through with this to feel forgiven which she knew she wouldn't fully be otherwise. John helped ease Beth down over his lap positioning her bottom up high and locking in his leg over the top of hers. John paused for a moment at this point and rested his hand on Beth's bottom.

"Yes Beth I know…and I am sorry to have to do this as well dear." With that he grabbed a jokari paddle that had been placed at his backside while he sat waiting for Beth. 

It took Beth by surprise. She had thought stupidly it would just be his hand. Beth yelped from the fiery torment as it descended time and time again. It only took five or six swats before she started to buck and try to flail her body off with no success. She hollered No no no no, please stop…stop stop Ow! Please no more! That had only been ten swats by then and John paused momentarily.

"Oh Shit…No no that's not what I meant." Her breathing fast and labored, she wasn't sure how much she would have to endure but couldn't fathom taking this for long or everyday for a week!

"Beth!" He gave her a resounding smack harder than the previous ones. "I will not put up with cussing or saying NO…is that clear? Otherwise it will go harder and longer for you!" to emphasize his point he landed another hard smack on her bottom as she screamed out in pain and tried to cover her bottom with her hand. John grabbed her wrist with his free hand and resumed spanking again, only harder this time.

Beth buck, writhed, squirmed, kicked, and by the 50th swat her pleas to stop turned to cries and by the 100th swat she was full out screaming although she had gone limp by this point and the screaming was more wailing than anything else.

John stopped at the 100th swat and let Beth relax limply across his lap for a few minutes in order to catch her bearings. After her cries subsided while he was rubbing her back he helped lift her up to her feet and sent Beth back to the corner. She stood at the corner tears streaming down her face thinking in dismay how she could take this for a week each day. Beth had briefly she would be able to take it with dignity but that soon flew out the window while across Johns lap. Her memory recalled the first time she had been spanked by John and she wondered if her being sent to the corner was only a short reprieve as was that time. The thought made her knees weak. It was not long before John indeed called her back to finish the lesson for the day. During the time she had been in the corner John had left the room and gone outside by the sounds of one of the doors opening and closing she thought but she had no idea for what reason. When John called her to turn and lay over the base of their sleigh bed she did as she was told. He had layed a thick blanket over the top portion so it wouldn't be so uncomfortable on her stomach. Once in position she turned her face to see John and caught sight of what he had gone outside for…a switch.

Beth started to protest and the moment she did John was pressing down on the small of her back to help keep her in place. He told her he would be quick about this part, to hold still so not to delay it any longer than need be.

John gave her ten licks with it. Mercifully he had gotten it over quickly as Beth steeled herself with all her might to stay in place.

When he was finished he gathered his sobbing wife up and placed her in the bed and layed beside her stroking her hair until she finally drifted off to sleep. If Beth had seen John when he drifted off she would have noticed a lone tear trail down his face as well.

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