Lighthouse - Part 3
by Katy
copyright©2001

The storm took everyone by surprise. Rob and John were well out to sea and had already caught several fish, when the captain told them they were heading back. "Sorry guys, but radar has picked up a bad storm. Blew up suddenly but has a lot of strong wind with it. Won’t be comfortable out here."

By the time they reached port, it was already raining and choppy. The boat was definitely feeling the waves and rough sea. It was only 1:00 p.m. but they decided they might as well head home. "After all we did get a nice catch. Plenty for a dinner or two." Rob pulled out on to the highway. We can surprise the ladies."

John thought a minute. "We may at that. I’ve gotten the distinct impression that they have been up to something the last few days. A lot of whispering when they think we’re not looking. I know Anne was awake this morning too, but she feigned sleep. I bet they were up the minute we left. For her bottom’s sake I hope they aren’t doing something crazy."

Rob turned to his friend. "You may have something there. They have been awfully good and I noticed the whispering myself. It better have nothing to do with a certain lighthouse or Becky may not sit the rest of the vacation."

Becky and Anne hurried back into the lighthouse. "Maybe the boat will be spotted and someone will come by looking for us. We can flag them down. I don’t think the storm will last forever." Becky was trying to be brave. They huddled on the floor waiting for it to end. There wasn’t anything else to do. They had left their purses and cell phones locked in the trunk of the car.

The storm raged for hours, it seemed like it shook the lighthouse with every gust of wind. As it started to wane, Becky and Anne were aware of other noises in the lighthouse. It sounded like footsteps in a room above them.

"Anne, you know more about this place than I do, is there another room above us?" Becky’s voice was trembling.

"I don’t think there is. I don’t remember seeing any windows except for here. Maybe there is a storage area. Might have rats or something in it." Anne was more scared then she could ever remember being.

Rob and John were home and pacing. They had been home for several hours and there was no sign of the girls. John ran his hand through his hair. "Surely, they wouldn’t still be shopping in this weather? Maybe they are holed up in a restaurant somewhere."

Rob was beginning to really worry. "I don’t know, but I wish they would get back." He had no sooner said that than the phone rang. Both men jumped and Rob lunged at the phone, hoping to hear Becky’s voice.

"Mr. Townsend?" A male voice on the other end asked.

"Yes, this is he." Rob listened with his heart in his throat.

"This is Joe Johnanson from Beach Rentals. Your wife and friend rented a motorboat from me this morning. Said they were going up the coast. I expected them back about 1:00 p.m. When the storm hit, I figured they were holed up somewhere. I just got a report from the Coast Guard that my boat is washed up on the beach about a mile from here. Have you heard from your wife?"

Rob paled and grabbed the table for support. John was right next to him. "Rob, what is it? Are they hurt?"

"Hang on a minute Mr. Johnanson." Rob turned to John. "They rented a boat this morning and it was found washed up on a beach a mile away."

"Mr. Johnanson, has the Coast Guard put out an alert for them?" Rob was sick with the thought of what might have happened.

"Captain Meyers is here and wants to talk to you." Johnanson handed the phone to the Captain. "Mr. Townsend, do you know who it was your wife was going to see?"

"No Sir, we don’t know anyone in Seaside. Sir, my wife has been very interested in the lighthouse. Is there a way to check to see if they may have been there?" Rob was feeling physically ill.

"The storm is let up, I can send a cruiser and check it out. The pier from the lighthouse washed up near the boat. I guess that is a good possibility, if the boat was tied to the pier. Maybe they took refuge there. I’ll let you know as soon as we check. Should take about a half hour or so." Captain Meyers hung up and placed a call to the station.

"We may have two ladies stranded at the lighthouse. Get a cruiser out there and have them check." He hung up shaking his head. "Foolish people, we have that off limits for a reason."

The wind finally stopped and sun began to peek through the clouds. The lighthouse was quiet for a few minutes, and then there was a terrible banging on the stairway up high. Anne and Becky screamed and ran outside. They looked up at the window and both thought they saw a man waving a fist at them.

"Oh no, there is a mad man here, and we have no where to go." Anne headed back toward where the pier was. They were both panicky.

They were standing there staring into the ocean when they spotted a small dot on the horizon. It appeared to be a boat.

Becky was crying and screaming and waving her hands, trying to get its attention.

"Oh Anne, what if it can’t see us? No one knows where we are. We have to get home before the guys."

The boat seemed to be coming towards them. Anne could finally make out the Coast Guard emblem on the boat.

"Becky, it’s the Coast Guard! I think they see us." They both breathed easier when a megaphone from the boat hailed them. "Stay where you are, we are coming for you."

Their relief was short lived though when Anne suddenly blurted out. "Oh no, I bet the guys trip was shortened by the storm too. What if they are home and wondering where we are? What are we going to tell them?"

"I think we better say we were waiting in some restaurant till the storm eased. Think of one a few towns away." Becky was trying her best to think of something.

Before she could think of a thing, two Coast Guardsmen were climbing up to meet them. "Are you ladies okay?"

"Yes we got stranded here." Anne offered.

"Your boat washed up ashore and we have been looking for you." They helped them down to the edge and into the rowboat to take them back to the cruiser.

As soon as they were located Captain Meyers called Rob. "We found them as you thought at the lighthouse. We are bringing them in now. Do you want to meet them at the dock? Their car is here, but it might be a good idea to have someone else drive. They are pretty shaken I hear. Think there was a ghost after them."

Rob thanked him and hung up. He grabbed his keys and told John on the way out. "Those idiots could have been killed. I don’t know what you plan, but there is going to be some serious discipline handed down here tonight."

"I agree, there are going to be two well chastised wives by morning. Thank God they are okay." John was almost crying with relief.

Becky and Anne looked back at the lighthouse as they left. There was definitely a man there waving at them. Becky grabbed one of the sailor’s arms. "Look there is a man there in the tower, waving at us."

"Ma’am, there is no one there. We check it periodically." He was chuckling at the frantic women.

"Then it’s haunted. You should do something about it. People could get hurt there." Becky was beginning to be infuriated.

The Captain of the cruiser had overheard the entire conversation. "Mrs. Townsend, I believe that is why it is off limits. You were warned not to go there. I am afraid that is a $2000 fine apiece for violating the order. I have no idea what you will owe the rental for the boat damage, but I imagine your husbands won’t be happy with writing those checks. They are waiting for you at the dock by the way."

Before Becky and Anne could even think of what to say or do, they were docked and in Rob and John’s arms.

Becky and Anne were both crying and hugging their husbands. "Rob, I was so scared. I thought no one would ever find us. I learned my lesson. I’m so sorry." Becky was holding on to Rob tightly. Anne was blubbering into John’s shirt also.

Rob pulled away long enough to thank the Coast Guard and accept the tickets. Mr. Johnanson told him he would figure out the damages and call him. John was already heading to their car with Anne in tow. He landed a few hard swats for everyone to see before they got there. The sailors chuckled.

Rob thanked him and pulled Becky along to their car. Becky started to talk but Rob shushed her. "Rebecca Ellen, I don’t want to hear one word about this till we are home. I am to mad to think about it right now."

Becky started crying the minute she was in the car. Rob peeked at her a few times but said nothing. When they got to the house they could hear John and Anne in their suite on the lower level. Becky blanched at the sound. She had never heard John so angry before.

"Get into the bedroom now, Rebecca." Rob swatted her and turned her toward the bedroom.

"Rob, please I can explain…." Becky started to try and talk to him.

"There is no explanation that would cover this. Don’t lie and make things worse, now move!" Rob swatted her again and kept swatting her till they were in the room.

"Rebecca, I am really furious with you. I want you to shower and get ready for bed. I am going to calm down and be back. I expect to see you in the corner when I return. I want to see a bare bottom waiting for me." Rob left her speechless.

Rob went out on the deck. It was only 5:30 in the afternoon. He never imagined this morning that the day would end this way. After the storm the weather had again turned balmy. The sun was out and it was a pleasant day. He went back in and grabbed a beer. Suddenly he realized he was starving. He and John had never eaten lunch. Worry over their wives had halted their hunger. He rummaged in the refrigerator and found the left over crab salad from their lunch on Sunday. That and some crackers would be fine. He was just settled down eating when John joined him

"Are you finished? I haven’t even started." Rob handed him a cracker

"No, I have to calm down. That looks good." John got a beer and joined his friend. Suddenly he started laughing. "You know they were scared out of their heads. Seems they saw a ghost."

"I haven’t even let Rebecca talk yet. I bet it will be a good story though." Rob sat quietly thinking about the day.

"I think that they really learned a lesson on their own today. I intend to warm her bottom good, but after, let’s have our dinner we planned. The salmon is fresh and will taste great. They can stand in the kitchen and commiserate while they fix the rest."

The two sat and finished their snack and then left to attend to their wives.

When Rob opened the door to the bedroom he was greeted by the sight of Rebecca standing nude in the corner. He suddenly felt like doing something other than spanking her. He regained his senses just in time.

Rob pulled a chair to the center of the room and removed his belt. "Rebecca, come here."

Slowly she left the corner and walked over to him. "Rob, I am sorry. I was scared and learned my lesson." Tears were evident on her face. "The place was haunted."

"I know, but you need to be reminded about obedience. Damn it Becky, you could have been killed." Rob was once more in control

"Bend over the chair. I want to get this over with." Rob pushed her down.

Becky bent and grasped the seat of the chair. She saw the belt in Rob’s hand. He had never used a belt before. "Rob, please, can’t you spank me over your knee?"

"Not this time Becky, you need to learn a lesson. I don’t want to ever have to do this again young lady." Rob raised his arm and let the belt fall on her bottom.

"OUUUUUUUCCHHh Rob that hurts." Becky jumped up and held her bottom.

"Rebecca, take your place again. This isn’t fun for me either." Rob helped her back down. The second lash resulted in the same reaction.

Rob threw down the belt and sat on the chair. He pulled Becky over his lap. "Young Lady, I am so very disappointed in you." Each word was punctuated by a hard slap. "I told you not to go to that lighthouse. You defied me and did it anyway. You never intended to tell me. You could have been killed. Do you know how worried I was?" Rob spanked as hard as he could.

Becky could only answer in short words interspersed with loud ouches. Rob spanked on till his hand was numb. He picked up the belt and doubled it and applied ten quick strokes on her already sore bottom.

"OUCHHHH, OUCHCH, Oh Rob, Please, I am sorry!" Becky was sobbing pitifully by the time he was finished.

Rob threw the belt down and let her sob it out. When she quieted he lifted her up and held her.

"Rebecca Ellen, don’t ever make me do this again. I swear you scared ten years off me today." Rob kissed her lightly.

"I promise Rob, I won’t. I was terrified." Becky snuggled tightly in his arms.

After a few minutes Rob set her on her feet. "Put some clothes on, we are going to have our fish dinner tonight. Then after you and I are going to celebrate again." He pulled her into a deep kiss.

Dinner was a success with two well-punished ladies sitting on pillows. Both couples retired shortly after.

Anne and Becky had forged a new stronger friendship. They would have many more adventures in the future.

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