The Meeting

by Melody

The setting sun.. its warmth encompasses her .. as its rosy light
caresses her flesh. Then a sound, the scraping of wood across the floor..
could be heard in the distance... her breath pauses .. she looks up at
the closed door. Those last few words ring in her mind as she lifts to
her feet the quilt bunched beneath her trembling thighs..."young lady
you have been very cheeky and now you will be punished.. go to your room
and get your jammies on IMMEDIATELY!"

Suddenly she awakens from her dream .. her fingers wrap around the
doorknob .. pulling it towards her... her eyes slowly lifting .. she
sees his feet .. planted firmly... she cannot move.. she knows he has
heard her passage.. a soft tremble of anticipation slithers up her
spine... .. those steps.. loud and echoing in her mind nearer nearer
'til all there is between them is her shallow breaths.. ragged
trembling... Silence sickly sweet.. time's passing slowed to a shattering
halt... there awaiting.. the anticipation tightening beneath her
breast... her heart beats loud... as her fingers twirl into the soft
flannel of her jammies... that urge instinctive.. like a fleeing doe...
she wants to bolt.. escape... but here in this place she knows... she
must stand her ground and await. Those echoes from the past .. warnings
she did not heed... now coming back to haunt her... she glances up.. she
sees in his eyes.. he knows her battle . but he says nothing... so much
worse, it makes her want to scream to break the silence... in her mind..
she does.. "sorry Sir... I will be good.. I promise... pleaseeeeee".. ..
But than she suddenly finds herself peering at the floor... her jammies
wrapped about her ankles... his voice firm... she pushes up as if to say
" NNNNNNN..." but does not finish ..His own words grabbing her attention
like the firmness of his grasp upon her hip " Now young lady you will be
spanked and spanked hard .. you will cry ..you will also think twice
before you disrespect this old Dom again"

Involuntarily she whimpers... her hands pushing out as she squirms... all
those teases taunts... playful jibes.. .... her mind remembers.. then ...
white... nothing else... a sharp sting radiating across her cheeks.. as
the air explodes from her lungs OWwwwwwwwwww.. her eyes widen as it
does not stop the words she barely hears .. the tone firm... she is being
scolded... her bottom bounces repeatedly as each crack seems to come
down harder and harder upon her unprotected cheeks.. an eternity it
seems as she struggles.. her legs arms swinging out .. to no
avail... time loses its substance .. all there is now is .. the heat .. the
throbbing burn .. repeatedly she hears the crack of his hand coming
down.. the sharpening sting... its radiating heat building building..
in the distance sobs... soft like a small child... ragged sniffles and
whimpers..

Rain so lovely trickles along her cheeks.. so soft a long shuddering
sigh... parting her lips a droplet salty so strangely clings... tiny
bumps rise along her spine in realisation.. these are her tears her sobs
this inner child freed trembling over his lap as he now soothes her..
telling her she is a good girl.. and must remember to mind him... as if
freed from its prison her spirit soars.. her smile brilliant as she
hugsss him tight.. safe within his arms soothed and forgiven.. knowing
she will mind him and he will not let her stray far from that line
again.