Waiting

As I write this, I am pretty certain that I am going to get spanked hard

tomorrow. As I have written in a previous article ("A Bottom's Life") I am

in a long term relationship in wich discipline is a major part. You can

read the article for more details, but in brief, my lover has the right to

discipline me when he sees fit and punish any bad behavior. The punishments

take the form of spankings which he gives me on my bare bottom.

Getting back to now, this week I got a traffic ticket. It wasn't anything

serious, just an overdue license tag, but the thing is I had received the

renewal in the mail and had forgotten about it. The problem with this is

that my lover has justly accused me of being a procrastinator and has in

fact spanked me twice for this in the past. Right now my lover is away, but

he returns tomorrow. When I told him about this ticket on the phone there

was an ominous silence. Then he said, "We'll discuss that when I get home."

That sounds to me like I am going to get my bottom warmed when he gets home.

The fact that he is right about my procrastinating and that I deserve

nothing less than to have my bare bottom smacked, does not make me feel any

better.

I have missed him while he was away and I am looking forward to seeing him,

but I can't help being anxious about my likely fate. The unfortunate fact

is that he has already spanked me twice and the second time very hard for

putting things off. I think that this time he'll want to teach me once and

for all to do things right away.

I don't think he'll do anything imediately, but I also don't think he'll

leave this hanging. My guess is that once he's unpacked and settled in,

he'll be ready to deal with me. I'll hear, "Go and get the paddle ready."

He keeps his paddle and other things in a closet in the spare bedroom. When

I am to be punished, I take the paddle (or whatever he has asked for) out of

the closet, lay it ready and then wait facing the wall. He never comes

right away, but makes me wait, nervously fingering my bottom, straining to

hear his footsteps.

When he does come in, the first thing he does is pull down my pants and

underwear so I am bare bottomed. Then starts the telling off. I can almost

guess how this one will sound.

"I can't believe you didn't get this tag taken care of in time. I've told

you time and again to do things right away and not put them off. I've

spanked you hard twice before about this, but it doesn't seem to have done

any good. Well this time, I'm going to make sure we never have to discuss

this again. You're going to learn your lesson this time, my boy!"

This type of thing is very difficult to listen to when you're standing

there bare bottomed. My guess is that it won't be the paddle, but the strap

I'll be asked to get out. The strap is his favorite. It's heavy leather

with a wooden handle and when it cracks across my bare bottom it feels like

somebody has lit a fire.

I have another worry in the back of my mind. The last time I was spanked

for procrastinating, I was given a couple of strokes with the cane after I

was strapped, almost as a warning. I'm really, really hoping that he won't

continue with that and that I'll be told to fetch the cane from the closet.

After he's finished telling me off, he'll pick up the strap and then the

words dreaded by naughty boys the world over - "BEND OVER!"

I have to lay over a stool with my bottom as high as possible. Then it

will begin. This is pure punishment. There will be no warm-up, the very

first slap of the strap will sting my bottom. He will continue steadily,

tanning my bottom an even red. Many of the smacks will be puntuated by

comments like, "Are you learning your lesson?" or "Are you going to listen

to me next time?" All of which I'll answer a heartfelt "Yes" to, in between

moans and cries. It's useless to try to move, if I do that I just get it

harder. A favorite method of his to keep me still is to give me about six

swift smacks in succesion on the same bottom cheek. After that I try my

very est to keep my bottom perfectly still!

My lover is a very caring man, but he is a born disciplinarian. He will

listen to no cries or pleas. He will spank my bottom until he's absolutely

sure his lesson has been understood. Only when he's satisfied will he stop

and tell me to get up. Then I'll have to stand in front of him, rubbing my

sore bottom while he taps the strap in his hand and proceeds to lecture me.

"Alright! Stand still! I've given you a good spanking so that in future

you'll think twice before you put something aside to do later. I think

you're going to remember this spanking for some time to come and that's the

way I want it. Everytime you sit down for the next week or so, you'll

remember this strap. I hope it's done you some good, I hope you've really

learned your lesson this time. But keep in mind, I will not hesitate to

bring you back in here, bend you over and whip your bottom twice as hard if

I think you're putting things off again. Is that perfectly clear?"

Of course it will be clear. My bottom will be throbbing away and I will be

truly sorry for messing up. But I'll have to say that it's clear and that

I've learned my lesson. Then I have to stand facing the wall with my pants

still down and he'll leave. Sometime later, he'll tell me to come out.

I'll put away the paddle or strap and join him in the living room. The

matter is closed.

I know that that is about what is going to happen. As I write this, my

bottom is already tinging. Part of me would like him to walk through the

door right now, paddle in hand, pull down my pants, bend me over this chair

and paddle my bottom 'til it's bright red, just to get it over with. But I

have to wait and that's the worst part.

One thing I know for certain, my bottom's going to pay the price for my

procrastination.