Blissful Retreat Part I

Terri and her Master step out of the car. He passes the keys to the valet and takes her hand in his.

"Hotel Alexandria!" He says in a cheery voice.

"Yes, finally. What a trip." Terri says, echoing his cheeriness.

The bellhop walks out for the bags and Terri flashes him a quick smile. They walk hand and hand through the sliding doors and walk up to the registration desk.

"Reservations for the honeymoon suite for Mr. and Mrs. Heart please." he says to the young lady behind the counter. She smiles and comments, "Newlyweds? You can tell."

Terri giggles, "Yeah, newlywed five years ago today." He wraps his arm around her shoulder and gives her a squeeze. "Five wonderful years, Darling." He smiles brightly.

"Well, welcome to the Hotel Alexandria. We hope you enjoy your stay here." the young lady answers.

He takes the keycard and they head for the elevators. They find room 777 and see the bellhop standing by the door holding the luggage. He is a young boy, 19 maybe, and she flashes her pretty smile again as her Master opens the door.

She loves teasing those college boys. He sets the bags down inside the door and Master turns to get him some tip money. While he rummages through the jacket he laid down, looking for his wallet, the bellhop occupies himself with admiring her short skirt. She smiles and innocently pulls her skirt above her stocking tops and pretends to adjust her garter belt and straps.

Master turns around just in time to see her thong panties peeking out from beneath the skirt.

"Thank you young man." he says gruffly, pressing the tip into his hand and *helping* him out the door.

"Nice little show, my pet. Would you care to explain it?" he says, evenly.

"I was just fixing my stockings, Master. I didn't know he was watching. Honest." the apples of her cheeks brighten.

He walks over to her bag and pulls out her hairbrush. He sits on the edge of the heart-shaped bed and pats his lap.

"Come to me, Terri." he whispers.

"Yes, Master." she answers in a shaken voice.

He sets the brush beside him on the bed as she approaches.

"Master cannot allow the hotel staff to take liberties with his wife. You must be more ladylike, my pet," he lectures as he gently guides her across his knees. He rubs her bottom slowly, before he begins. He raises his hand and brings it down firmly on her thin skirt.

She grits her teeth tightly as his hand continues to rise and fall, never missing its mark. She begins to squirm and moan softly. He stops momentarily and rubs her cheeks through the fabric of her skirt, then swiftly raises it.

She gasps as the cool air rushes across her bare cheeks. He notices her creamy white flesh has taken a pink coloring.

He smiles. He begins to get excited as her plump, rounded globes jiggle seductively on his lap. He rubs her ass again and smiles. No panty removal needed for this job. He raises his hand from her bottom and begins rapid firing sharp spanks on the fullness of her backside. WHACK SPANK SLAP SMACK WHACK SPANK SLAP SMACK WHACK SPANK SLAP SMACK WHACK SPANK SLAP SMACK

By this time, she is howling and kicking her legs furiously. He stops for a moment and lays his hand on her thigh.

"Would you care to feel the brush on that naughty ass of yours, little one?"

"N-n-n-o S-s-s-ir." she stammers out.

He raises his hand and begins punishing her thighs, right above her stocking tops.

"Then I suggest WHACK that you control SWAT those legs SMACK of yours. SPANK Understood?" SMACK SLAP.

"YES!!!" she squeals. Four more hard slaps, to her inner thighs this time. She cries out in fresh pain.

"What was that?" he asks coyly. "Y-yes M-master! Yes, Sir, understood!!" she answers loudly. She stops struggling and lays whimpering across his thighs. He finishes off with ten more hard smacks to the crease where her bottom touches her thighs. She cries out and squirms, but manages not to kick.

His groin aches and his throbbing manhood presses hard against her thighs. He slides her gently from his lap. Her sobbing begins to slow as he looks deep into her eyes. He stands up and takes her in his arms. Her trembling form molds perfectly in his embrace. He slides his hands down her back, brushing her bottom gently. He presses his lips to hers and scoops her into his arms and lays her carefully on the bed. Within seconds, he has shed his clothes and is laying beside her, caressing her body.

Blissful Retreat Part II

Terri winces and reaches under her bottom, eyes still closed, and finds she was laying on her hairbrush.

"Ouch. Shit that hurt!!!" she says, mostly to herself.

"I see Sleeping Beauty has finally awakened." Master says, leaning out of the bathroom door, electric razor in hand.

Terri opens her eyes reluctantly and smiles at him.

"Time to get ready for dinner, my pet. The car will be around in an hour to get us. Hurry now!!"

Terri drags herself from the bed, notices she is naked, and smiles as she remembers how she got that way. She picks up her discarded, torn thong from the floor, and drops it into the waste basket on the way to her suitcases. She gathers her things and heads to the bathroom. As she slips by him to get to the shower, he smacks her bottom playfully. She jumps and turns sideways to avoid anymore swats.

Fifty minutes later, she emerges fully dressed and smelling sweet. She smiles at the handsome man in the tuxedo sitting on the bed. He spots her, and stands. He rushes to her and swings her around gently in his arms.

"I better keep my eye on you tonight. My baby will be the most desired, beautiful person in the room." he smiles proudly.

She giggles and makes a mock look of distress. "Have you seen my Master, kind Sir? I left him right here less than an hour ago." She tries not to smile.

He pulls her closer and breathes in her perfume. He nuzzles her neck and whispers in her ear, "I'm your Master now, sweet thing."

Terri giggles again and pokes him in the ribs until he releases her. He covers her bare shoulders with her cloak and guides her out the door.

They walk out into the hall and to the elevators. As they exit into the lobby, she sees the bellhop from earlier, his eyes cast down to avoid Master's glare.

They exit to the waiting limo that will whisk them away to the five-star French restaurant she so adores. She pulls the hem of her dress up slightly as she climbs into the back seat. The driver blushes and politely overts his eyes. "He must have talked with the bellhop." she thinks gleefully.

After they are on their way, Master looks at Terri and asks, "I thought I packed my belt, but when I was getting dressed I couldn't seem to find it. Have you seen it, my pet?"

Terri nearly gives herself away, but forces a straight face. She had purposely taken the belt out of his bag before they left. "No Sir. I thought you packed it. You must have forgotten."

"Very well, Dear. I was just curious. I thought perhaps you had *repacked* my bag for me."

Terri's eyes grow big before she can hide the shock. "How can he know?" she thinks to herself.

As if he was reading her mind, he answers her thoughts. "Master knows his baby inside and out. You can never hide anything from me. You will be punished after dinner, my pet. "

Her lower lip juts out and repentant tears spring to her eyes. He pats her knee and wraps his arm around her.

After eating, Master addresses the driver secretively before climbing in to join Terri. They are headed back towards the hotel, or so Terri thinks. The limo slows down, then stops completely. Terri looks out the window, confused.

The driver steps out and opens the door for them. They emerge on a deserted country road. The driver turns to Master and says, "My apologies, Mr. Heart. We seem to have run out of fuel. I will walk to the station and return as soon as possible."

Master winks at him and Terri realizes this was no accident. The tank is probably full. "Oh, driver. Might I borrow your belt please. I think it may come in handy while you are gone."

Terri's cheeks turn crimson. She looks around for a hole to sink into. No luck. The driver takes off his belt and hands it to her Master with a smirk. He then takes off on his phony mission.

"Now, it seems I have a belt and a good reason to use it. Pull up your dress and drop those panties."

Terri obeys immediately for fear of extra punishment. She tries to beg her way out of it. "Oh, please Master. Not out here. What if someone drives by?"

"Bend over the hood, now! I will not bargain with you." he says firmly.

She bends over and he uses his foot to spread her feet further apart. He folds the belt in half and swishes it through the air. She wiggles a bit when she hears it whistling.

He pulls his arm back and brings the belt down across her cheeks. He waits a few seconds before swinging again, this time a bit lower. He loves to watch those red welts raise on her smooth skin. He lands several more lashes across her bottom and then a few on her thighs. After he stops, she jumps up and grabs her bottom and rubs it furiously, while hopping around and looking quite like a naughty little girl. She reaches down to pull her panties up, and he stops her.

"Give me those, young lady. I think I will leave them for our friend." He takes them from her and slides them between her legs. He rubs them with his fingers then raises them and inhales her scent. She blushes at being so wet after such a punishment.

Soon after, the driver returns and climbs into the seat after helping them in also. He smiles at the white cotton panties on the front seat. He delivers them to the hotel safely, and they enter the lobby.

"Package for you, Mrs. Heart." the receptionist says as the walk by her desk.

Terri takes it and just finishes opening it as they step on the elevator. Inside is a brand spanking new riding crop. Her Master grins as he presses the emergency stop and raises her skirt.

"Happy anniversary, baby." he whispers.

"Yes, it has been so far." she smiles back as he rubs the crop against her wet lips.