Loving...a “Lizzie” Story (M/f)

chapter three

(c) 2001 by Sampast

 

 

Dominic was coming around more and more often.  Lizzie wasn’t even surprised to see him at strange hours anymore.  It was almost like he lived there.

 

One afternoon while Melinda was out grocery shopping and Lizzie and Dominic were playing cards at the kitchen table, the phone rang.  Dominic picked it up without hesitation and said, “Hello?”

 

“Yes, may I speak to Lizzie’s guardian please?”

 

“Melinda isn’t here right now.  May I ask who’s calling?”

 

It was Lizzie’s teacher.  Dominic introduced himself.  They talked for a bit.  Mostly he said, “I see.”  After a few minutes, he bid her goodbye and hung up.  He looked straight at Lizzie.  She had heard part of the conversation and just bowed her head.

 

“Elizabeth?”

 

Lizzie looked up.  “Uh, yes, sir?”

 

“That was Mrs. Foxxe, your teacher.  Do you know why she called?”

 

Lizzie swallowed hard and shook her head no.

 

“You don’t?”

 

Again she shook her head.

 

“Well, Mrs. Foxxe called to tell your sister that she hoped she could reschedule a conference since she was going on a trip next week.  Do you know anything about your sister going on a trip?”

 

“No, sir,” Lizzie said, looking down again.

 

Dom lifted Lizzie’s chin and made her look right into his eyes.  “I think you do.  And I also think you know that I don’t like lying.  Don’t you?”

 

Lizzie nodded.  She had been caught in a lie just the other day.  Dom had washed her mouth out with Dawn soap and then spanked her.  She didn’t want to go through that again.

 

“I, I told Mrs. Foxxe that Lin was going away, sir.”

 

“No, you didn’t.  Tell me exactly what you did.  Right now, Elizabeth.”

 

So he already knew.  Lizzie hated when grownups asked something they already knew the answer to.  She bit her lip.  She really didn’t want to tell him.

 

“I, I, I wrote Mrs. Foxxe a note and signed Lin’s name, sir,” Lizzie stated.

 

“Uhhhh hmmmmm,” Dominic said.  “And do you know that that is called forging? And that it is very naughty?”

 

Lizzie looked up at Dom with her puppy dog eyes.  But he only shook his head.  “No, Elizabeth.  That face will NOT work with me, and you know it.  Now go to your room and wait for me in the corner.”

 

Lizzie sighed and walked slowly out of the room.

 

Dominic sighed too.  He waited a few minutes and then went to Lizzie’s room.  He really hated to do what he was about to do, but he knew he had to stay consistent with this little girl.  She had had too many inconsistencies in her young life.  He also knew he should probably let Melinda deal with this issue, but he wasn’t sure she was up to it.  Besides he was the one that was there at the moment and he was the one that had to deal with the situation.

 

Dominic pushed open Lizzie’s door and saw her standing in the corner.  He went in and sat down on the edge of her bed.  “Come here, little girl.”

 

Lizzie turned at the sound of Dominic’s voice and walked over to him slowly.  She looked at his face.  He looked older than his 35 years.

 

“You’s not happy with me, huh?”

 

“I’m not.  Matter of fact, I’m downright unhappy with you.  Someone has been very naughty, hasn’t she?”

 

Lizzie bit her lip and nodded.

 

“Aside from that note that you wrote and signed for your sister, Elizabeth, your teacher tells me that you’ve been acting up in class a lot lately.  Is that true?”

 

“No.”

 

Dom shook his head.  Then Lizzie said, “Well, maybe.”

 

“Hmmm.  I didn’t think your teacher would lie to me.  And I didn’t think you’d be telling fibs to people either.”

 

“I didn’t ‘tell’ a fib.  I ‘wrote’ it, sir.”

 

“Is there a difference, Elizabeth?”

 

“Umm, no, I guess not, sir.”

 

“Do you remember what I told you the other day would happen if I caught you fibbing again?”

 

Lizzie shook her head no.

 

“I see,” Dominic said.  “Well, maybe this will help you remember.”

 

At this, Dom pulled the little girl over his lap and pulled down her panties and her pants.  He raised his hand and began to spank her bottom real hard.

 

{SMACK! SMACK!} “How could you write a note like that?” {SMACK! SMACK!}

{SMACK! SMACK!} {SMACK! SMACK!} {SMACK! SMACK!}

 

“Owwwwwwwww, I’m sorrrry, sirrrrrrrr!”

 

{SMACK! SMACK!}  “If your teacher sends home a notice, {SMACK! SMACK!} I expect you to give it to either me {SMACK! SMACK!} or your sister, {SMACK! SMACK!} not sign it yourself and forge her name.  {SMACK! SMACK!} That is completely unacceptable. {SMACK! SMACK!}  Is that understood, Elizabeth?” {SMACK! SMACK!} {SMACK! SMACK!}

 

“Owwwwwwww, yesssssir!  I won’t do it again!”

 

{SMACK! SMACK!} “And I won't have you fibbing {SMACK! SMACK!} to your teacher or anyone else, Elizabeth.”  {SMACK! SMACK!}

 

The smacks just kept raining down on Lizzie’s bottom.  She was surprised that Dominic had not soaped her mouth like he had the other day.  She was glad he hadn’t, but still surprised.  She was sobbing now but he didn’t seem to be slowing down.

 

“OWWWWW! It hurts! I’m sorry! I won’t do it again!”

 

“I’m going to make sure of that, Elizabeth.”

 

From nowhere came a small wooden paddle.  Dominic raised it and landed it right down on Lizzie’s sit spot.  It stung like nothing ever had before.

 

{WHACK!} {WHACK!} {WHACK!} {WHACK!} {WHACK!} {WHACK!} {WHACK!} {WHACK!} “I won’t have you telling fibs, Elizabeth!” {WHACK!} {WHACK!}

 

“Owwwwwwww!” Lizzie cried.  She wanted to put her hand back so bad to rub the sting out of her bottom, but she knew that Dominic did not like that one bit.  She made herself leave her hand where it was.

 

Dom did not let up.  He let that awful paddle connect with her bottom a few more times.

 

{WHACK!} {WHACK!} “And since you like writing notes so much, you can write another one to Miss Foxxe apologizing for fibbing to her.” {WHACK!} {WHACK!}

 

“Owwwwwwwwww, yessssssssssssirrrrrr!”

 

Dominic landed one more {WHACK!} right across both Lizzie’s cheeks.  “And you can tell her I punished you for the first one.”

 

It was hard to do, but Lizzie managed to nod.  She was crying so hard; she didn’t think she could even say, ‘yes, sir.’

 

Dom pulled Lizzie up into his arms.  He held her tight while she sobbed over his shoulder.  He touched her bottom and it was red hot.  He tried to rub the sting out for her.  Lizzie, meanwhile, was sobbing and sniffling.  She had never received such a hard spanking before.

 

Dominic held her tight and tried to soothe her.  He felt bad for having been so hard on her but he knew that he had to.  Dom whispered into Lizzie’s ear, “I love you very much, Lizzie.  But I expect you to behave like a good little girl.”

 

Lizzie nodded and choked out, “Y-y-yes, sir.”

 

“And that means no fibs for one thing.  I hate fibs.  Is that understood?”

 

“Yes, sir, I’m sorry.  I won’t do it again,” Lizzie said.  She had grown to love this man in such a short time.  It hurt her to disappoint him.  She wanted to be a good little girl for Dominic.

 

Dom continued to hold Lizzie tight and reassure her that she was forgiven and very much loved.  Lizzie accepted this quickly.

 

Everything was fine, until the day Lizzie brought home her report card.  It wasn’t as good as she would have liked.  Melinda had never cared much before.  She always said, “Aww, you’ll do better next time.”  But things were different now.  Dominic was around, and he DID care.

 

Dom looked at the report card and then at Lizzie.  “You got a U in Gym? How’d you get a U in Gym?”

 

A U meant Unsatisfactory.  And it was not good for Lizzie’s bottom.  She had also gotten an N in behavior.  N meant Needs Improvement.  This was not acceptable to Dominic and he told her so.  Lizzie had done well in the major subjects, such as reading, math and writing, but she hadn’t done so well in science and social studies, either.

 

“I, uh, I not like gym!” Lizzie stated.

 

“You don’t like gym, you mean,” Dom corrected.  “Why not?”

 

“My teacher is mean.  She never lets us do stuff we like.  And besides, she hates me!” Lizzie cried.

 

“I doubt she hates you, Lizzie,” Melinda said.

 

“Well, we will speak to her too, after we see Mrs. Foxxe,” Dom said.

 

Dominic planned to attend Parent Teacher Conferences with Melinda the following night.  They hired a babysitter to watch Lizzie when they went to meet her teacher.

 

Mrs. Foxxe was surprised but happy to meet Dominic.  He explained that he was now a ‘constant’ in the little girl’s life.

 

“Oh, I’m so glad to hear that.  And I bet Mrs. W, the gym teacher, will be glad to hear that, too.”

 

“Why’s that?” Melinda asked.

 

“Well, you see, Lizzie was very attached to Coach Bury who was the gym teacher here last year.  Unfortunately he was very sick.  He passed away this past summer.”

 

“Oh, my goodness, I’m sorry to hear that,” Melinda said.  Dom nodded in agreement.

 

“Yes, well, Lizzie did not like the idea of anyone taking over for Coach Bury.  Even though Mrs. W is a wonderful gym teacher, Lizzie has not given her much of a chance.  It also doesn’t help that she’s a woman.”

 

At both Dom and Melinda’s confused faces, Mrs. Foxxe sighed.  “Let me explain.  Lizzie really needs a male influence in her life.  Last year she had Coach Bury.  He was wonderful with children.  But she didn’t have that this year.”  Mrs. Foxxe stopped and looked at Dominic.

 

“But now she has you.  I’ve already noticed a big change in her, sir.  She’s much more polite now.  She doesn’t lie hardly at all, except of course for that note last week, and she isn’t picking fights with the other children.”

 

Melinda gasped.  “Oh my god, Mrs. Foxxe.  Is my sister that terrible?”

 

“No, no, of course not.  Well, not now, anyway.  She’s really gotten better the last couple of months.  She was the class bully, but she’s calmed down so much.  I think we owe that to this man here,” Mrs. Foxxe pointed at Dominic.

 

Dom didn’t know what to say.  He was glad he had had a positive influence on Lizzie’s life.  He was also glad to know that his lessons and punishments were working.  He knew that spankings did not really work unless the child learned from her mistakes.

 

They went on to talk about how they could help Lizzie perform better in school.  When Dominic and Melinda left, they felt much better about Lizzie’s grades and were glad they had learned of ways to help her.

 

The next day the three of them had a long talk.  Dominic and Melinda told Lizzie that they were going to start checking her homework on a daily basis and that they were going to read with her every night.  They were also going to tutor her in her weak subjects, even if that meant taking time away from playing on the weekends.  Lizzie did not receive a spanking for her U in Gym but she was warned that her grade had better improve by the next report card.

 

Melinda and Dominic had also agreed not to punish Lizzie for the N in behavior, but again Lizzie was told that she had better change her attitude towards school and the way she behaved while she was there.

 

Lizzie was amazed.  Her sister had never taken such an interest in her schoolwork or in her attitude or behavior before.  She thought to herself that she just might try to do her best work from then on.  Maybe.

 

The weekend following the conferences, Dominic came over to the house.  He made the two girls dinner and they rented a movie.  They had a nice time.  After the movie, Lizzie went to her room to get ready for bed.  Dom came in a few minutes later.

 

“Lizzie, can I talk to you, please?”

 

Lizzie looked up from brushing her hair.  “Uh, yes, sir?”  She quickly thought of all the things she had done that day and wondered which thing she was in trouble for.  She didn’t think she had done anything wrong, but sometimes the grownups surprised her.

 

Dominic sat down on the edge of Lizzie’s bed and patted his lap.  “Come sit here with me.”

 

Lizzie approached Dom slowly.  She was scared.  Suddenly she blurted out, “Whatever it is; I didn’t do it!  I mean, I didn’t mean it, sir!”

 

Dom had to try hard not to laugh.  “Oh, no, sweetie, I’m sorry if I frightened you.  You’re not in trouble.  I just wanted to discuss something with you.”

 

Discuss? Did he really mean he wanted to just “talk” about something?  Usually a discussion with Dominic meant that Lizzie would be staring at the carpet and sleeping on her tummy.

 

Dom patted his lap again and Lizzie climbed up.  She settled comfortably and waited for him to begin speaking.

 

“You know, Lizzie, I was thinking about something your teacher said the other night.”

 

“What was that, sir?”

 

“She said that your behavior has improved since I started coming around.  I’ve been getting involved with your work and keeping on top of you.  You’re beginning to learn right from wrong, even if you make mistakes sometimes and are punished for them,” Dom explained.

 

Lizzie wasn’t sure how she was supposed to react so she didn’t say anything.

 

“I guess I sort of took over taking care of you, along with your sister, of course.” 

 

“Is that bad, sir?” Lizzie asked.

 

“No, of course not.  I like helping your sister take care of you.  You really need someone to keep a close eye on you all the time.”

 

“Not too close!” Lizzie joked.

 

“Very close,” Dom said, smiling.  At this point he hugged Lizzie closer to him.

 

Lizzie wasn’t sure what Dominic was getting at.  She let him hold her tight because it felt so good, but she wondered if there was a point to this whole conversation.  To be honest, she was a little bit scared and worried, and she wished he would finish.

 

“You know, Lizzie, I love your sister very much.  You know that, right?”

 

Lizzie nodded.

 

“I feel as though you are MY little sister, too.”

 

Lizzie smiled.  She didn’t want to say that she sometimes thought of Dominic as a Daddy.  She wasn’t sure how he would react to that.  She was afraid she would scare him away if she said it aloud.

 

“But instead of acting as your older brother, Lizzie, I sometimes feel as though I am more of a parental figure.”  He looked at the little girl.  Sensing her confusion, Dominic figured he had better just cut to the chase.  “Lizzie, how would you like to call me Uncle?”

 

Lizzie’s whole face lit up as she turned her head to look up at him.  “Really?” she asked.

 

“Really.  Would you like that?”

 

“Oh, yes, sir, I would really like that.”

 

“I’m tough, you know,” he warned jokingly.

 

Lizzie nodded.  “Real tough.  But that’s okay.  Cuz I need that,” she stated, truthfully.

 

Dom nodded.  Lizzie added, “But you’re very loving, too.”  She had said it so quietly that Dominic almost missed it.  When he realized what she had said, a tear almost escaped from his eye and he knew just how much he loved this little girl.

 

“I love you, Lizzie.”

 

“I love you, too, Uncle Dom.” 

 

Lizzie threw her arms around Dominic and hugged him tight.

 

The end.

 

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