As I walk in the front door I hang my coat up and set my briefcase on the hall table. I have had a long day and am about to kick my shoes off and begin dinner when I hear Steve calling from the livingroom. "Where have you been? You are over an hour late." I try to think quickly of what to tell him." I stopped at the salon to make an appointment. Sorry dear." That sounds like a great answer to cover my tracks. Just as I walk into the livingroom I see Steve sitting on a diningroom chair with a ping pong paddle on the floor beside it. Confused, I ask, "Were you playing a game? Do we have company? I guess I should start dinner then."

Steve gives me a stern disapproving look. " The salon? Really? I thought you were at the courthouse paying that speeding ticket so I wouldn't find out about it." My face turns pale as my blood runs cold. I try to figure out how he knows.

Just then Steve says, "Officer Jameson stopped by my office today and told me he had just given you a ticket for doing 65 in a 35 zone." I think to myself, that the small town talkers sure do blab to much. " What were you thinking Traci? Someone could have been hurt. Especially you."

"I'm sorry dear, I was late for work and I had a big meeting.I will be more careful next time."

" Yes you will. I plan to make sure of it." What was he talking about? Is he planning to drive me to work? Just then I feel his hand on my arm.

" Come here Traci. Your carelessness has gone far enough." He pulls me towards his chair and jerks me across his lap. Before I can protest my panties are sliding past my knees and hit the floor. He pulls my skirt up onto my back. I squirm trying to free myself. " What are you doing Steve? Let me go now!!!"

" This is for your own good young lady. You need to be taught a lesson. I never thought I would have to do this, but you need a good spanking." I had never had a spanking before but I knew it involved pain.

" Damn it Steve, let me go!!!!" I scream. I felt a sharp pain on my cheeks as Steve's hand made contact.

" Don't start this spanking off by running your mouth. I'm sorry to have to punish you but you will only make it worse by mouthing off." Just then I feel the cold hard wood from the paddle making contact with my flesh. It came down fast and solidly on my right cheek.

" Ow- stop it now! That hurts."

" It will hurt worse soon my dear." With that he begins swatting my behind with the paddle. I struggle to free myself and am rewarded with even harder blows. I begin to beg him to let me go. These pleas obviously falling on deaf ears. " Ow,oh please stop. No more speeding I promise." Just when I thought I would cry, he stops. I am relieved.

" That was for the ticket." He says as he drops the paddle and loosens his hold. I jump up and pull my skirt down. My back is to him as I hear him unbuckle his belt. I consider running, but wait too long. I feel his hands push me towards the sofa. " What are you doing? I promised to be good."

" I think we need to drive that point home. Also, didn't you lie to me about why you were late?"

" Yes, but I won't lie anymore." I begin sobbing as I plead with my eyes.

" I don't want to spank you Traci, but nothing else has seemed to work with you. Now lets finish your punishment with ten swats from my belt. Bend over the arm of the sofa like a good girl."

I think to myself, how bad could it be? That paddle hurt like crazy, but at least the belt has give. Boy was I wrong. I bend over and he takes aim. The first hit lands right in the middle of the paddle marks. I begin to sob. " I'm sorry . Really I am. Please no more, it hurts so bad"

" I am sorry but you need ten. Bend back over now." Fearful of increasing my punishment, I comply. The next swat was harder than the first and the pain radiates through my body as the heat grows. I begin to cry uncontrollably. I sob and gasp and beg for the end. Steve finished the last few of the ten with such force that I was propelled forward. I could feel welts forming on my backside and the heat was unbearable. He reaches over and pulls me up. Making sure my skirt doesn't touch my chastised bottom, he hugs me close to him and rubs my cheeks. I am no longer angry with him but grateful that it has ended. I cry inconsolably as he strokes my bottom and says how sorry he is that he had to punish me.

" Maybe we can order out tonight sweetheart.", he whispers in my ear just as I realize the dampness between my thighs.