Taming of the Shrew, a tale by annie

"Stand up and rub it." Tamara did as she was told. She had not enjoyed that. Of course she never did:that was not the point of it!But on this occasion she had found it especially unpleasant because,in her opinion,she had not deserved it. In fact,it would be no exaggeration to say that she resented the six strokes of the strap she had just received on her bare bottom,all on the same cheek. But she had scored one victory in as much as she had managed not to cry out during her ordeal. She had gasped at each stroke,which she could not help,and tears coursed her cheeks but,as yet,she had managed not to sob. She stood silent,trembling,awaiting the order to go upstairs and have a good cry. She had,in fact,not cried out in order not to give Tom the satisfaction of knowing,by hearing,just how much it had hurt her. Her lip trembled but she maintained her decorum.

"You're forgetting your manners,Tam."

She paused,at length managing to force,"Thank you,Sir."But it rang hollow and they both knew it.

"That didn't sound very sincere,darling."
"I,m sorry,Sir."
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing,Sir."
"Don't lie to me,darling. What's wrong?"
She could no longer hold it back and she began to sob softly. "It's just that I don't think it was fair,Sir."
"What wasn't fair?"
"To punish me like that,when I haven't done anything."
"Tam,that's insolent. It's not your place to question what I punish you for and,in my view,you have done something. Don't make it worse."

She turned to him,anger in her eyes. He met her gaze with a grin which infuriated her. "No I didn't.....and I don't see why I should be punished for nothing." He laughed,which enraged her more. "Don't you laugh at me like that. It's not funny."

"No,but you are." She paused for a moment and reflected on her situation. A grown woman of twenty two, her dress hitched around her hips, knickers around her thighs, her bottom ablaze with tears on her face, being treated like an errant schoolgirl. Through her tears she chuckled for an instant,then frowned again. "It's not funny:it really hurt."

"As you deserved."

"But I didn't."

His face became serious,sensing a confrontation. He was ready for a showdown,if there had to be one. "Darling,tell me what I said before we went out."
"That you wanted to leave at eight o'clock to be back for an early night."
"Darling,you're being disrespectful."
"For an early night...Sir."
"And what happened?"
"You told me it was time to go and Sally asked you if she could bring me home in twenty minutes as I was enjoying it and you said okay and left. I got back twenty minutes after you."

"Having known that I wanted you back with me when I arrived home. I've explained this to you before,Tamara." "But you said it was alright,didn't you?!" she wailed in anger and despair. "I'm not going to start a disagreement with Sally at someone's party,Tamara. Anyway,you enjoyed the extra time."
"But it wasn't fair to punish me for it."
"Whether it's fair or not is none of your business,Tamara. You should have declined Sally's offer yourself. You knew that I wanted you back with me and you selfishly stayed on. That's the end of the matter,"he said,calmly but with finality.

"But it's not fair to punish me like that for it."
"Tamara,go and wait outside the study."
"No.....no!!"
"Do as you're told."
"Please,Sir,please don't."

He looked her in the eye,wholly unruffled. Her defiance melted in that instant and,tears of fear welling in her eyes,she pulled up her knickers and went to stand outside the study door,hands behind her back,feet apart,facing the wall. She heard him go into the study after a couple minutes and a lump rose in her throat. At length she was summoned. She took her place before the desk,fear and arousal mingling inside her. "Darling,I'm going to cane you."

"Yes,Sir." "This isn't for what you did at the party. You've been punished for that. This is for insolence and defiance. You know that."
"Yes,Sir."
"Have you anything to say?"
"I'm sorry,Sir. Please don't,please......"
"Why not?"
"Because it's so painful,Sir....please don't."
"Tamara,you fully deserve to be punished,don't you?"
"Yes,Sir....but I'm sorry..I won't do it again. Please don't cane me,Sir."
"You're at liberty to refuse if you want. You know that, darling."
"But I never would,Sir."
"Then bend over."

Resignedly,she again raised her dress and lowered her knickers. She spread herself across the desk and,as she did so, felt ashamed of her conduct. "I'm going to give you six strokes now and,before I leave in the morning,another three so you'll remember it for the day. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Sir. Please,Sir,may I ask you something?"
"Yes."
"Please,Sir,would you give me nine strokes now, please, Sir?"
"Why?"
"Because I've been such a selfish,ungrateful bitch,Sir and I deserve it."
"Are you disagreeing with my decision of how much to punish you?"
"No,Sir,I don't think so. I just want to show you how sorry I am...I'm hoping you'll enjoy it more if it's more severe,too."
"Anything else?"
"Please, Sir, please do it hard....really make it hurt."

And he did.

They lay caressing on the bed. Tamara's eyes were red but her tears were gone until the morning's session to come would bring them back. The pain in her bottom had turned to a dull ache,giving rise to shooting pains of exquisite agony when she moved-how it would hurt when he mounted and made love to her,she anticipated with a frisson of fear and excitement.(Tom always said that a recently caned girl made love so much better because she thrust upward to lessen the pain in her bottom-how right he was,she knew!) Little by little, delighting in her gasps of discomfort and pleasure, his hand made its way to her vagina, warm, moist, aching to receive him in this crowning act of submission. With a wince,she eagerly parted her legs.

"Please, Sir, please, Sir, do it now."
"But it might hurt your bottom,darling."
"Please,Sir,I want it to,please...." He placed himself above her and,with both hands she guided him into herself, wailing at the agony in her bottom and gasping at the ecstasy in her womb.

"You still have three strokes to come in the morning."
"Yes,Sir,.....yes!!"

And he was as good as his word and she remembered her punishment all the following day-and several after!!!!!

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