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By Anon PIXNIX Author

Mike surprises me with a vacation! He has plan- ned everything and keeps our destination a mystery. I am so excited I can hardly believe it! We will be away for two weeks, that is all he will say.... hmmm. We arrive at our vacation "nest". It is a very remote two story cottage surrounded by a forest. I am pleased that he is being so romantic but wonder just what we will do here for two whole weeks. We unload the car and Mike takes out an extra larges suitcase, one I haven't seen before. I ask him what it is for. "You'll see, you'll see everything soon enough." Once inside I unpack the groceries while he brings our bags, including the mystery bag, upstairs.
He calls me upstairs. On the bed is a black lace teddy. He looks at me smiles, and says, "Put it on, now." I go to the bathroom and change. When I come back into the bedroom he tells me to sit down, that we need to have a talk. He pulls out two books. One is for him, it reads, "Wife Training: the Obedient Wife". The other is a book for me, "The Obedient Wife Hand- book."
"You are not serious", I say to him. He looks me straight in the eyes and very sternly says, "Oh yes I am, I have never been more serious about anything. You are going to read and learn what is in that handbook. You are going to be responsible for everything in it and your behavior is going to change dramatically. You are going to behave the way I wish you to behave and if and when you don't, you will be punished by me."
"Behavior, punishments, handbooks, what does all of this mean?"
"What it means is that from now on you will learn to do as I say. Without hesitation or question. These two weeks are going to be your training period. You have a lot behaviors that need to be corrected by a firm master. That master is me and we begin now, tonight."
I laugh nervously, "Mike, I see what this is all about. You want to play out a fantasy for our time here! OK, 'master', OK 'daddy', let's play."
Mike is not laughing with me. "Oh, we will NOT be playing. This is very real, and it will not be for just two weeks. I've decided that this will be permanent. I met a group of men who feel the way I do. They have a club which I have joined and which you will join upon our return home. The club puts out these books they told me about this cabin as well."
"Mike, please, tell me more about--"
"No. No more questions. I make the decisions and now we will begin."
He opens the bedroom closet and it is full of short nighties and teddies, he opens the top drawer of the dresser and it is full also, of silky, skimpy, panties.
"These are the only clothes you will be wearing for the next two weeks. I will lay them out for you each day. You will wear panties only when I lay them out for you." I am speechless. He opens the mystery suitcase, it must have held the clothing he brought for me. It still has a large box in it. He removes the box.
"In this box we have some more training materials." He lays the box on the bed next to me and opens it. I gasp! "Mike, no, you can't be serious. Shit! I want to go home."
He grabs me when I try to leave the room and sits me back on the bed. He looks me straight in the eyes and angrily says, "YOU WERE NOT GIVEN PERMISSION TO LEAVE THIS ROOM!I TOLD YOU TO SIT ON THIS BED AND YOU WILL SIT HERE UNTIL I DECIDE OTHERWISE! IS THAT CLEAR?"
I nod my head yes. I am frightened now, my heart is racing and my bottom is beginning to tingle and twitch. Mike begins to show me each of the items in the box. "These are three paddles of different thicknesses. Here are two hairbrushes, one wooden, one plastic. A thick ruler completes the set. Of course, I will supplement the set now that we are here with some switches I'll gather tomorrow."
I fidget, I squirm, I want to escape. I ask "But why, why do we need this box. I ---"
Mike interrupts, "These are instruments I will use in training you. You will be punished when you do not obey me. You will be punished when you do not follow the rules and guidelines in the handbook. Also, I enjoy spanking you, I always have. But it has never been often enough for me. That is a pleasure I plan to frequently enjoy, whenever, wherever and however I decide."
He sits on the edge of the bed next to me and lays me across his knees. He puts his left hand around my waist to hold me there as I try to get up. SMACK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! His hand comes down hard on my bottom again and again.
"Stop your wriggling and listen to me. You will swear to obey me. You will learn everything I request of you, including every word in that handbook. You will stop the behaviors I do not care for, your swearing, nagging, and complaining. You will dress to please me. Whenever you misbehave you will be punished. Do you swear to obey me in all of these things?"
"Mike, I, I , well this is all so sudden and---" He reaches between my legs, he unsnaps the crotch of the teddy and exposes my bare butt already pink bottom. WHACK! SMACK!!! SMACK!! WHACK!!! He spanks me again and again. I try to wiggle free but he just grabs my waist tighter and spanks me harder. The tears are stinging my eyes.
"Please, please stop! Ow! Ow! Ow! It hurts!!"
I start to kick and he pushes my head down and wraps his right leg around my legs, stopping them. My bottom is now pointed up at him. He begins to gently massage my very red bottom. I sniffle quietly, after awhile, I begin to feel aroused. The pleasure/pain of the massage is really turning me on.
He torments me for a while longer and then asks, "Are you ready to swear to obey me yet?"
I try an evasion, "I, I want to talk with you, please let me up. I, I want to talk and---"
Mike reaches for the thinest of the paddles and resumes the spanking, harder this time. CRACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!!! CRACK!!!I try to wiggle, I moan, I cry, I sob, I beg.
"It HURTS, OUCH! PLEASE, please I'll be good, I promise." Sniffle, sob. "I'll stop nagging and complaining I swear!!!! I'll, I'll try to stop swearing, really!!! Just stop, please, I'm so sorry!!!" Sob, wail.
Mike stops and is silent for a long moment. I sob for a while longer, my butt is sorer than it's ever been. He has never used a paddle on me, he has never spanked me nearly so hard! Could he really be serious about all of this? I begin to believe he could.
As my sobs turn to snifles he again begins to massage my bottom. I jump at first, it is so very, very sore. But after awhile the pleasure/pain returns and my need for sexual release grows and grows. I begin to moan and wiggle for a different reason now.
"Please let me show you how sorry I am for the behaviors that annoy you. Please daddy, let me show you. Let me go, you won't be sorry. I want to please you sooooo much. I promised you I won't nag or complain anymore and I meant it. I'll really try hard not to swear too, please let me show you!"
"Diane, you have not promised everything I've asked for. This spanking will not end until you do. You will not get to show me how 'sorry' you are, you will not get the release that I know you so desperately need unless and until you obey. I ask you once again, are you ready to swear to obey me?"
I hesitate, I think perhaps I should give in but the stubborness inside me is still too great. I try another evasion instead. "Let's say---" but that is all I get to say. He quickly grabs the next thickest paddle, he is very, very, angry now.SMACK!!! WHACK!!! WHACK!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!!!!!!!! on and on the strokes come. I have NEVER felt such a spanking before. I don't think I can hold out much longer. SOB, YELP, MOAN, CRY, BEG. He has set into a very determined rythym now, he begins to spank me even harder. WHACK!!!!WHACK!!!!! WHACK!!!!!!!!!!!!
I no longer doubt that he is VERY serious. Perhaps this new life won't be so bad....
"OK, (sob) OK, PLEASE STOP!!!! I SWEAR, I SWEAR I'LL OBEY YOU! (cry, moan,yelp) PLEASE DADDY I SWEAR!! JUST STOP PLEASE!!!"
The paddling stops. I am sooooooo very glad. But I HURT, my backside is on FIRE! Will it ever stop??? Mike waits for my crying to subside, I hear that he is breathing heavy from his exertion. I hope and pray that he is still not angry! "All right, I want to hear what you have to say now that the paddle is no longer striking your bottom."
I sniffle and say,"I, I am ready to do whatever you want me to do. I realize that you are serious and, (sob) I am serious now too." I cry a little, It still HURTS!!! "I swear to obey you in all things from now on. I promise to learn the handbook from cover to cover. I promise to stop nagging and complaining and I WILL stop swearing!"
Mike takes me in his arms and cuddles me for a long long time. I've stopped crying and I am hardly sniffling anymore. He begins to gently caress my bottom. The soreness is still very much alive, I know it will be for some time to come. But the pleasure starts to overtake the pain again. My inner heat builds fast, I begin to squirm and wiggle on his lap. I try to pull gently away but he holds me still. I am sooooo very horny. I can feel him hard underneath me, his need is strong as well. I don't know how much more of this I can take!
"Please, let me show you how good I can be. Let me show you daddy. I want to show you what a good little girl I can be, please."
I wiggle off of his lap and kneel on the floor in front of him. I kiss him all over his chest, I lick his nipples and his navel. I run my tongue along his lower abdomen. He shivers. I take his penis in my hand and stroke it lovingly while I continue kissing and licking him, now on his upper thighs. He moans, my fingers are wet with his juices. I take him into my mouth and love him. I stop now and again and flick the head of his penis with my tongue, teasing him. Soon he can wait no more. He picks me up and lays me back on the bed and enters me swiftly. I cry with delight.
Our orgasms are so very, very strong. Afterward we lay quietly in each others arms and my mind starts wandering. I think about all that I have promised. Part of me is very happy, contented, and excited for our new relationship. Part of me is afraid, will I really be able to keep my promises? How will I feel about them tomorrow? How will I feel a week or a month from now, after we've been home for awhile? If I change my mind, what will Mike say? More important, what will he do??? Oh no. I'd better just hope I can keep my word!!!!
I kiss him and he holds me a little tighter, patting me lightly on my still sore bottom. A reminder? A promise? A threat? I wonder what the next two weeks will be like.And when we get home.... what did he say about my joining some club? A club he has already joined?
But that is another story...