Earrings...a Rosa story

Earrings…a Rosa story (M/f)

This story is dedicated to my daddy. You’re the best!

(Disclaimers: This story contains the spanking of a minor child. If this is not your thing, then don't read it. I do not endorse or encourage the actual spanking of real children in any way. All characters are the products of my imagination.)

Rosa stood in the store, looking at the two different kinds of earrings. She couldn’t decide. One was hearts…really pretty. The other was rings, intertwined around each other. Rosa stood staring for a good twenty minutes. She only had enough money to buy one pair. It had been a long time since she had gotten herself new earrings. She had had her ears pierced when she was eleven. Her daddy had taken her to the mall. Her daddy spoiled her with so many things. Rosa knew if she went home and told her daddy there were a pair of earrings at the mall she wanted, he would give her the money to buy them. But she didn’t want to wait.

She made a fast decision, and put one of the pair of earrings quickly into her pocket. Then she took the other pair up to the register. This way at least she’d be paying for one. After she paid for the heart earrings, she started for the exit. That had been too easy. Rosa had never stolen anything before, but soon decided if it were that easy, maybe she would have to try it again sometime.

“Hold it right there, young lady.” Rosa looked up. She hadn’t recognized the voice. She thought only her father and grandmother called her that.

Rosa looked at the man. He wasn’t too tall. He had gray hair and a gray mustache. He actually looked kind of nice. Rosa smiled at the man. “Yes, sir?” she asked. She had been taught to always be respectful of her elders.

“Didn’t you forget something?” the man asked.

Rosa looked down. She had her pocketbook, her bags, and her new earrings. “No, I don’t think so.”

The man pointed to her pocket. “What about paying for those?” he asked, point blank.

Rosa bit her lip. How had he known? She looked around. Maybe there were security cameras. She hadn’t even thought of that. “Oh, um, uh,” she began. She pulled the earrings out of her pocket and looked at them as if she had no idea how they had gotten there.

“Yes?” the man asked. He tapped his foot, impatiently.

Rosa tried to speak nonchalantly. “Oh, right, I forgot about these,” she said, putting them down on the counter. “I wasn’t going to buy them tonight.”

“No, I see that,” the man said. “You just thought you would steal them.”

Rosa bit her lip. She didn’t know what to say. “No, sir, I wouldn’t do that. Um, I was just going to, uh,” she really had no excuse for herself.

“Save it, young lady. You can explain to your parents,” he said, taking her by the arm, and leading her to the back office. “Now what’s your name and phone number?”

Rosa balked. She did NOT want this man to call her parents. “Oh, sir, you don’t have to call my folks.”

“Yes, I do, young lady. Now what’s the number?”

Rosa sighed. She knew that lying to this man or any more stalling would only get her into worse trouble later. Rosa was usually a pretty good girl. Of course she managed to get into scrapes now and then. She had been spanked most of her life for small things, but never anything major. She was not looking forward to her dad finding out what she had done tonight, though.

“Rosa Beth Matthews, sir,” she said slowly and then rattled off the phone number. The man jotted it down, and then picked up the phone. Rosa looked around for an easy escape, but the only door was the one they had come through. She sighed. Daddy was going to kill her, and she deserved it.

The man was talking to her dad on the phone. He said, “Yes, see you in a few minutes. Thank you.” He turned to Rosa. “Your parents are on their way, Rosa.”

“Um, yessir.” Rosa sighed again. “My dad’s gonna kill me,” she said to no one in particular.

“I’m sure he won’t kill you, Rosa. But I bet he won’t be too happy.”

“No, sir, he surely won’t. I’ll be beaten and grounded for sure.”

“Your father beats you?” the man asked, now a little concerned. His name was Mr. Donner.

Rosa smiled. “No, I didn’t mean that, sir. But I will be spanked,” she said, and hid her face. Now she was embarrassed.

“I see,” Mr. Donner said. “But you’ll deserve it now, won’t you, young lady?”

Rosa nodded and said, “Um, yessir. I’m really sorry.” Now Mr. Donner nodded and sat down to wait for Rosa’s parents.

Rosa twiddled her thumbs as she waited for her parents to arrive. Before long, there stood Jim and Peg Matthews, right in the room with her and Mr. Donner. The two men shook hands, and Mr. Donner apologized for making her parents come all the way out to the mall. He got right to the point and explained that he caught Rosa stealing a pair of earrings.

The look that Jim gave Rosa would have melted a snowman. She hung her head and stared at the floor.

“My daughter was raised better than this, Mr. Donner. I don’t know what to say to you, except to let you know that I can guarantee she will be properly punished.”

Mr. Donner nodded. “That’s what she told me.”

Jim looked at Rosa and then back at Mr. Donner. “Oh she did, did she? Well she is correct. Rosa, give Mommy your car keys. You are coming home with me.”

Rosa fished the car keys out of her pocketbook and handed them to her mother. Peg took them and stood up. She gave both her husband and daughter a quick kiss and hug. “I’m sorry, Mommy,” Rosa said sadly. Peg sighed and then thanked Mr. Donner and went out of the room. Rosa had told Peg where she had parked.

Jim stood and shook Mr. Donner’s hand again. “Thanks again for not pressing charges.”

“No problem. I have teenagers myself. I can’t imagine what that phone call must have been like for you, sir.”

“Yeah. I hope you never do.” He turned to regard his daughter, who was now slumped down in her chair. Rosa wanted to just melt down into the floor. “Let’s go. Say good-bye, and thank Mr. Donner for not calling the police and having you arrested, young lady.”

Rosa stood and looked at Mr. Donner. “I’m sorry, sir. I won’t ever steal from you again.” She looked at her daddy. “Or from anyone.”

“I hope not, young lady. And I don’t expect to see you in my store again, either, unless your parents are with you.”

“Yes, sir.”

Jim took Rosa’s hand and led her out to his car. It was late, and the mall would soon close. Jim had parked very close to the mall entrance. They got to the car a little too quickly. “You are going to be one VERY sorry little girl when I get you home, Rosa Beth.”

Rosa gulped. “Yes, sir.” She took her seat next to her father and put on her seat belt. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” she tried.

“Oh, you will be, little girl. You will be.”

They drove home in silence. When they neared the house, Rosa burst into tears. She had somehow silently convinced herself that her father now hated her and would never forgive her. Silently Jim was thinking how grownup and beautiful Rosa looked, and he just wanted to take her in his arms and hug her and protect her. But he was pretty angry with her right now.

Figuring Rosa was just crying because of her upcoming spanking, Jim said nothing. Finally about two blocks from the house, Rosa asked through tears, “Daddy? Do you hate me?”

“What?” Jim asked, shocked. He pulled the car over to the side of the road. Jim turned to look at his daughter. “Where did that come from?”

Sobbing, Rosa explained. “Usually you scold me for things. But you haven’t said a word. I thought maybe you were so mad, that you were starting to hate me.”

Jim sighed. He put his hands on Rosa’s shoulders. “Baby, there is nothing you could ever do to make me hate you. I love you very much. You messed up tonight, and I am NOT happy with you, not at all. But soon you will be punished, and forgiven, same as always.”

Rosa didn’t trust herself to speak, so she just nodded. “Okay,” she finally managed. Jim put the car in drive again and drove the last few blocks home. They saw that Peg was home already, having parked Rosa’s car in the driveway. Jim helped Rosa out of the car. “Go up to your room and get ready for bed. I want you in the corner. I’ll be up in a few minutes.”

“Yessir,” she said sadly.

Rosa walked up to her room. She put her pocketbook and other bags down on her desk. She looked around at the flowers on her wall. She had last had her room redecorated when she was 12. That was almost five years before. She had never noticed how babyish it looked before. Maybe when she wasn’t punished anymore, she would ask if she could redo her room again. After all, she was almost seventeen, and she needed a much more mature room.

Rosa went into the bathroom and washed and brushed. She used the toilet, and put her clothes into the hamper. She put on her nightgown and went and stood in the corner.

As Rosa stood there, she wondered why she had chosen to swipe those earrings tonight. Surely her father would ask her…and what would she say? She had no idea. It wasn’t worth it now. Her daddy was really angry; she could tell. She stood there for a long time. Rosa knew her daddy would never spank her in anger, so he probably had to calm down before he came up. As she wondered if he was going to come after all, there was a light knock and her door opened. Rosa turned and saw her daddy come into the room. She quickly turned back to the corner.

Jim went and sat on her bed. “Come here, Rosa Beth.”

Rosa walked over to her daddy. He pointed to the floor in front of him and Rosa knelt down. He lifted her chin and made her look up into his eyes. “Tell me what you were thinking tonight, little girl.”

There it was…that question. She knew he would not want to hear, ‘I don’t know.’ But she didn’t know.

“I just wanted them, Daddy. And I didn’t have enough money to buy both pairs.”

Jim sighed. “Mommy and I raised you better than this, little girl. You don’t think if you had come home and told me about them, I wouldn’t have given you the money?”

Rosa nodded. She started to cry. “I knew you would have, Daddy.”

“Then why did you try to steal them?”

“I don’t knowwwwwww!” Rosa wailed.

Jim sighed again. “Rosa Beth Matthews, I know you can do better than that.”

“But I don’t know why, Daddy. I just did it. It was stupid.”

“Yes, it was. And now you’re going to pay the consequences of your actions. Stand up!”

Rosa stood up. He pulled her over his lap and lifted up her nightgown. Jim raised his hand and brought it down on her bottom, over and over again. This was nothing. This was just the warm up.

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

She didn’t cry. Not yet. There would be time for that later; she was sure. After Jim warmed up her bottom, and made it a nice pink, he reached for the hairbrush that he had brought it with him.

{Whack! WHACK! Whack! WHACK! Whack! WHACK! Whack! WHACK!}

“Owwwwwwwww!” Rosa cried. She always forgot how much the hairbrush hurt, until it was raining down on her bottom.

{Whack! WHACK! Whack! WHACK! Whack! WHACK! Whack! WHACK!}

Rosa started to kick her feet, and wiggle around. Her daddy was really heating up her bottom. Jim noticed it was already starting to turn red. And he wasn’t quite finished.

“You will NEVER steal again, young lady. I don’t know WHAT you were thinking!”

{Whack! WHACK! Whack! WHACK! Whack! WHACK! Whack! WHACK!}

“Owwwwww, I won’tttttttt, Daddy, I won’ttttttttt!” Rosa squealed. The fire in her bottom was becoming intense. She wanted to rub so badly, but she kept her hands where they were, knowing her daddy would not like it if she put them back.

“I cannot believe you did that, Rosa Beth. You know so much better!”

{Whack! WHACK! Whack! WHACK! Whack! WHACK! Whack! WHACK!}

“Your mother and I didn’t raise you like that.”

Rosa was sobbing now. Sure her bottom hurt…but more was the pain caused by her daddy’s words. She knew she hadn’t been raised that way. She had never thought before about stealing…and still didn’t know why she did it.

Jim put down the brush and helped Rosa stand up. She looked at him, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, Daddy. I didn’t mean to disappoint you.”

Jim nodded. She thought her spanking was over, but he wasn’t quite through yet. “We’re going to make sure this never happens again, Rosa Beth.”

Rosa didn’t know what her daddy meant. She watched as he moved her pillow from the head of the bed to the middle. He pointed. She realized he wanted her to lay over the pillow. Now she knew what he was planning to do. “Please, Daddy, no,” she pleaded.

“Go on,” he said firmly.

Rosa lay over the pillow. Jim pulled his belt through the loops, and folded it so it was doubled over. Rosa covered her ears; she hated the whooshing sound of the belt flying through the air.

“I don’t ever want another phone call like that again, Rosa Beth Matthews! Do you understand me?” He bellowed, letting the belt land across her bright red butt cheeks. {Thwaaackkkkkkkkk!}

Rosa jumped. “Owwwwwwwwww, yessir!” she screamed.

Jim raised the belt up and landed it down on her bottom a dozen or more times.

{Thwaaackkkkkkkkk!} {Thwaaackkkkkkkkk!} {Thwaaackkkkkkkkk!}

Rosa couldn’t help it and put her hands back to block the belt. But Jim expertly moved them out of the way, without missing a beat. “Oh no, you don’t!” he stated.

{Thwaaackkkkkkkkk!} {Thwaaackkkkkkkkk!} {Thwaaackkkkkkkkk!}

Rosa screamed. She knew this was the worst spanking she had ever received in her sixteen years.

Finally, as Jim noticed his daughter’s bottom turning slightly purple, and the beginnings of welts forming, he dropped the belt down. He sat down next to his daughter on the bed and just stared at the belt on the floor. He had never had to spank her that hard before in her entire life.

“I’m sorrrrrrrrry, Daddddddddddy,” Rosa sobbed into her pillow. “I won’t ever do it again.”

“I hope not,” he said, sadly. He picked up the aloe lotion and rubbed a little into her bottom. She would not sit for a long time; he knew that. Then he pulled her nightgown down so that it was covering her sore tush.

Rosa looked up at her daddy, her face tear-stained. “Do you forgive me, Daddy?” she asked.

Jim nodded. “Of course I do, baby. Like I told you in the car, there could never be anything you could do that I couldn’t forgive you for, or hate you for. Not ever.”

“I’m glad,” Rosa managed, between sobs. “That really hurt, Daddy.”

“Yes, I know, baby. And it will hurt for a long time. It’s to remind you that what you did was wrong, and not want to do it ever again.”

“I won’t, Daddy, I promise.”

“And, Rosa Beth, you are grounded from the mall for a month.”

“A month, Daddy?”

“Yes, a month, young lady. Consider that a light sentence.”

“Yes, sir,” Rosa said, knowing better than to argue.

“Good girl,” he said. He kissed her cheek. “I love you, Rosa Beth.”

“I love you, too, Daddy.”

“Take a few minutes to get yourself together, and then come down for dinner.”

“Okay, Daddy.”

Jim walked out of the room. When his daughter did not come down after fifteen minutes, he went back up to check on her. She had fallen asleep. He went over and pulled her blanket up over her. He then leaned down and kissed her cheek again. “Good night, my baby,” he said softly. He stood in the doorway for a few minutes watching her sleep soundly. Then he walked out the door.

The end.