then.”
“ Oh, did you?” he
responded. “Well, we'll see how you feel about that after I give
you a nice hard spanking. Now spread your legs and arch your
back.”
“ Oh my God,” I exclaimed
in a mixed state of shock. I was so turned on, but I hesitated for
a moment as if I was truly in disbelief that he was ordering me to
prepare to get spanked. I cautiously spread my legs and arched my
back. I glanced back at him and then looked forward once
again.
He casually placed his hand on the edge of
my ass, letting it glide across my right cheek before he lifted it
off and brought it back down with a hard smack across the meaty
part of my butt. The sound radiated through the room as the sting
radiated through my body. I’m not sure if I was more fearful of his
sons hearing me getting my bare ass slapped or the expectation of
pain from the spanking.
“ Now, you better listen to
me. If you want to come into this household, you better seriously
re-examine your principles and ask yourself what kind of wife you
would like to be.”
He brought his bare hand across my ass twice
more.
“ Is that
understood?”
“ Yes,” I told him
immediately in a gasping voice.
“ What was that response?”
he asked me.
“ Yes, Mr. Norton,” I
responded.
His insistence on formality was
intoxicating.
“ Now do you think that I
want a wife who spreads her legs for her husband at the drop of a
hat?”
“ No, I’m sorry, Mr.
Norton,” I said to him.
He smacked me on my butt twice more on each
side, and then pulled up my underwear snuggly between my cheeks as
if to add to the feeling of being under his authority.
“ Now let me ask you this
and make sure you respond honestly.”
“ Okay,” I said
quickly.
“ Do you think I want a
horny little housewife?”
“ No, Mr. Norton,” I
immediately responded. He smacked my bare butt a few times more. I
could definitely feel the pain of the sting but I couldn’t help but
be turned on by it as well. I was just so fearful that his sons
could hear the sounds outside the door. The volume of the TV was
turned up and I’m sure that the noise was drowning out the sounds
of my butt getting spanked, but I felt so self-conscious with the
thought that they might hear something anyway. He spanked me again
and again.
“ You are not being honest.
Answer again. Do you think I want a horny housewife?”
“ No, Mr. Norton,” I
repeated. “I am being honest.”
He slid his hand across my reddened butt as
I readied myself for another swat, but this time he took a little
more time. I could feel his palm as it moved from one cheek to the
other cheek, delicately gliding across my tender butt as I waited
for him to stroke it hard across my cheeks again. Yet, as his hand
moved across my ass a final time, it suddenly took a different
course. I almost jerked around when his hand moved from the edge of
my butt to the crevice between my cheeks and then down between my
legs. Before I knew what was happening, his fingers skimmed across
the front of my panties.
“ Now, Natalie. Do you
think I want a horny housewife?”
For a moment, I wasn’t sure how to respond
or what he was going to do next. After his fingers glided between
my legs, my thoughts raced to the possibility of getting spanked
there.
“ No, Mr. Norton,” I
repeated for what I hoped would be the last time. I waited for his
response as I felt his fingers move across the contours of my
covered pussy. I was completely embarrassed by how wet I was as I’m
sure he could feel that my panties were thoroughly soaked through
from what he was doing to me. I was expecting another few slaps on
my ass, but there were none. He simply continued to rub his fingers
between my legs, pushing his middle finger up and down the length
of my cunt so as to make sure to touch my clit. Then he removed his
hand, clasped the sides of my underwear and pulled them
down.
I could feel the beat of my heart pulsating
through my entire body. I was now firmly in