Comfort

Comfort…a ‘Maddie and Mark’ story (M/F)

This is a work of fiction. All characters are invented. Any resemblance to any real person is coincidental and unintended.

This story depicts a spanking relationship between two adult characters. It should not be read by anyone unwilling to read such
content. This story, while not sexually explicit, is intended for an adult audience.

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Maddie loved being married to Mark…everything about him made her feel so secure. He was a wonderful husband. While the other women she knew, her friends, colleagues, and even strangers she overheard in restaurants, complained about the men in their lives, Maddie had nothing but praise for Mark. He never left the seat up, he helped around the house, and he made Maddie feel as if she was the most important person in the world. She not only didn’t make any complaints aloud, she didn’t think any either.

Maddie also delighted in the way Mark took care of her. She had been so close to her father growing up, especially after her mother died. Her father did everything for her, but he also taught her to do things for herself. He didn’t want her to be one of those girls who couldn’t boil water, change a flat tire, or balance a checkbook. Her dad’s precepts proved to be quite helpful to Maddie as she grew to be an adult.

Discipline growing up was never easy; Maddie hated it when her father was disappointed in her, but she always understood his reasons for punishing her. The way he disciplined her never left Maddie wondering what she had done wrong, or why she was in trouble. Maddie always knew the consequences of misbehavior ahead of time. When she was in trouble she knew that what she had done had been her choice. Generally she accepted that it had been a poor choice, and that she deserved punishment.

The arrangement between Maddie and Mark was not so very different from the way things were between her father and Maddie when she was a teenager. Mark and Maddie had long ago come to a clear understanding about what things were permissible and what things were not. Maddie usually knew what would get her into trouble, so when she chose to do it anyway, it was pretty clear to both of them that she, in fact, NEEDED a spanking.

Spankings always made Maddie feel better. She wasn’t sure why. It probably went back to her experiences as a child. Disappointing her dad made Maddie feel awful, but after a spanking, she was forgiven, and she felt better. When she disappointed Mark, Maddie had that same feeling, but it went even deeper. On some level, Maddie was afraid that Mark would leave her. When she was child, she knew that her father HAD to stay with her, no one just walks out on a child—or no one but a real monster. But plenty of people walk out on spouses.

Maddie had felt really alone after her dad met and married Jenna. Her father had been all hers for as long as she could remember, and then suddenly Jenna came along and took that all away from her. That bad patch only ended with a series of spankings from her father, but it left her with a very bad feeling about being totally alone and unsupported. So she was very glad to have Mark's unfailing love and support, even at the cost of a sound spanking when she didn't measure up to his standards -- or her own.

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One day when Maddie came home from work, she was so aggravated and agitated she didn’t even notice Mark’s car already sitting there in the driveway. Maddie went inside the house, slamming the door behind her. She screamed, “Grrrrrrrrrrr!” as loud as she could, as if the house couldn’t already sense her frustration. She went into the kitchen, slammed her briefcase down, opened and closed drawers, banged things around, and knocked a whole stack of books right off the counter, on purpose. She felt better as they made a satisfied boom on the floor.

She whipped around and ran smack dab into Mark. Maddie jumped ten feet. She was so surprised; she couldn’t even react at first. Mark looked his wife over curiously. She didn’t appear to be hurt, so she must be angry. That was probably not a good start to their evening; Mark had a strong suspicion about where this was headed, even if Maddie didn’t realize yet.

Mark said very quietly, “What’s wrong, Maddie?”

“I um, I didn’t realize you were home yet,” Maddie answered. She thought about how she had acted when she thought she was home alone, and started feeling very guilty.

“Madison, what is wrong?” Mark asked again. He would try to be understanding at first, but if that didn’t work, there would always be Plan B.

“I’M HAVING A BAD DAY!” Maddie shouted. She knew she shouldn’t have done that. Mark had always been there for her, been there to talk things out with, but she just wasn’t in the mood to talk. She had thought she was alone; had WANTED to be alone. And now Mark was here, and that just ruined everything!

Mark was astounded at the way Maddie yelled at him. He looked taken aback. He told himself inside to calm down and be gentle. “So I see,” he said, as a delayed reaction to her comment. “Now do you want to tell me about it more calmly and get some comfort or do you want to throw a tantrum?” There was a little amusement in Mark’s eyes as he looked his wife over.

Maddie looked at Mark. She wondered for a minute if he was giving her permission to throw an actual tantrum. But then she realized he was just warning her that if she did, she would be spanked. She took a deep breath and tried to find the words she needed to express herself. “Ummm, I don’t want to talk about it,” she said simply, putting her lip out. She did feel as though she wanted to throw an all out, full blown temper tantrum.

“Very well, you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to. But I am not the enemy here, am I? Madison, do you take bad days out on me? Or on our house either?”

The lower lip kept going out. She felt like a defiant child as she said, “I can if I want to!”

“Oh no, you can’t, young lady, or you know what will happen.” Mark oscillated between being amused and being annoyed, but also was concerned. “Madison, if you tell me what’s going on, I may be able to help.”

Madison picked up her briefcase, and swore as the contents came spilling out. “SHIT!” She sighed, all frustrated, and stooped to pick everything up.

“Madison ROSE!” Mark was astounded at her language, which was clearly against their rules. This was a line that they both agreed was *not* to be crossed.

Maddie got much angrier then. She stood up and just threw everything down again. “JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!” She knew she had gone too far, but she couldn’t stop herself and didn’t care.

Mark got mad in turn, but knew his wife needed some comfort. He tried to set aside his feelings for a few minutes. “Let’s go upstairs, come on,” he said, guiding her up the stairs. His first instinct was to send her to the corner, but he tried very hard to see if he could talk to her first. “I’m here for you, Maddie.”

Maddie ran to their bed, lay down on it, and started to cry into the pillow. Mark sat beside her and hugged her. “Maddie, whatever happens out there, this is our place. Come on, you can talk to me if you like. I’m with you, always.” Mark held her and cuddled her, trying to be a comfort. He knew that he could deal with her unruly behavior later on.

“I’m just having a very frustrating day and I needed to burn off steam. I'm not trying to be rude to you, honey, I just DON’T WANT TO TALK right now. Nothing happened that's so bad; I'm just feeling 'off',” Maddie tried to explain, sat up, and then started to push Mark away from her.

Mark took a deep breath. “Look, my love is here for you, no matter what; you don't have to talk, just accept some comfort, okay?”

Maddie nodded her head, leaned back her head on Mark and let him hold her. She started to relax. “Your arms feel good around me.” After a few minutes, she turned and looked at her husband. “I shouldn't have cursed and I shouldn't have given you ‘tude, huh?" Now she was regretting her bad mood, and even more realized that she had acted like a spoiled brat.

Mark smiled. “Well, no, but I love you even when you do those things -- even if you also need an 'attitude adjustment’." Even though Mark was grinning, he was serious beneath it. “Is that what you need today, to help keep things in perspective?”

“Yes, sir, I think I do,” Maddie admitted, nodding. “Even I know when I’ve gone too far.”

“Very well, is there anything more you want to say? If you’re feeling a bit better you can wait in the corner and think what else you want to tell me.”

Sadly, Maddie shook her head no. “There isn't really anything to say, hon. I guess I just had a frustrating day: one of those days where everything goes wrong.”

“All right, then a couple of minutes corner time, so we can both cool down, okay?”

Maddie nodded and got up, was about to head for the corner, but then leaned down and gave Mark a big hug. “Thank you, hon, for looking out for me,” she said, as she kissed his cheek.

Mark gave her a light pat on the bottom to head her for the corner. “You are very welcome, love.” Maddie smiled as she put her nose in the corner. This is exactly what she needed right then.

After a few minutes, Mark said, "Come out and over to me, please, Madison.”

Maddie came out of the corner and stood in front of Mark, so that she was looking in his face. She waited for him to speak.

“Do you understand why you are going to be spanked, Madison Rose?”

“Yes, sir, because I stomped around the house, and I cursed, and I was cheeky to you and all you wanted to do was comfort me.”

Mark nodded. His chest swelled with pride. “That's exactly right. That was rude and thoughtless. You had a bad day, and that can make anyone out of sorts, but we don't take that out on each other, do we?”

Maddie hung her head. “No, sir.”

“And you agree that a punishment is well-deserved? That your actions were unacceptable?”

“Yes, sir,” she said in a very low voice.

Mark sat down in the spanking chair. “Very well, you have a spanking coming. Over my lap please, bottom bare.”

“Good girl,” Mark said, when Maddie pushed her pants and panties down and laid over his lap. He raised his hand and brought it down hard.

{Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!}

The first few spanks always surprised Maddie and before she could stop herself, she yelled out, “Oowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!”

{Smack!!} {Smack!!} “You will treat me well {Smack!!} as I treat you well, {Smack!!} all the time, {Smack!!} {Smack!!} Madison Rose. {Smack!!} {Smack!!}

“Yes, sir, I’m sorry!”

{Smack!!} {Smack!!} “You won't curse, {Smack!!} as I don't {Smack!!} and as we {Smack!!} {Smack!!} agreed.” {Smack!!}

“Yes, sir.” Taking her spanking like a big girl, Maddie tried not to wiggle around too much, even though Mark was painting her bottom a fiery red, and making her so sore. Tears started to leak out of her eye sockets.

{Smack!!} {Smack!!} “When you are upset, you will talk to me {Smack!!}{Smack!!} or deal with it {Smack!!} {Smack!!} without slamming things around. {Smack!!}{Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!} {Smack!!} There, have I made my point clear, Madison?”

“Yes, sir, I'm sorry, Mark,” Maddie said squealing in pain. It hadn’t been a very hard spanking, and it was one she knew she needed, but it was still painful nonetheless.

“Good girl. Then I think this spanking can be over.” Mark smiled and stood her up. “You’re forgiven, Maddie.”

Maddie let Mark envelope her in a big tight hug. He held her close as long as she needed.

“Thank you for taking care of me, Mark, and making me stay on the straight and narrow,” Maddie said sincerely.

“I think you got the point, so no need for any more corner time, love. Now let’s have a wonderful evening together. We can talk about your frustrating day later if you’d like- - maybe I can be of some help. But that is up to you.”

Mark sat on the bed, and Maddie climbed up into his lap. He held her and comforted her some more. “I guess I got a little out of line, hon,” Maddie said after a few minutes of silence. Even though Mark had already forgiven her, Maddie felt she needed to explain some more. “That’s why I’m glad I have you to reign me in.”

“Well, that’s part of what I’m here for, Maddie.”

Maddie got a twinkle in her eye. “Yeah? And what’s the other part?” she asked with a smile.

“Oh, I’ll bet you can think of something,” Mark said, grinning. Then he threw her down on the bed. Maddie hardly noticed the pain in her bottom after that. She had other things to think about.

The End.