Laura sat staring into space, lost in her daydreams. Michael observed her for a while before he spoke. "Laura? Everything alright? You seem to be a million miles away." They were enjoying a glass of wine and their new fireplace. The evening was cozy and warm.
Laura, startled, looked at first surprised and then smiled. "I'm fine. Just thinking about the new house and all we still need to do." Michael agreed, looking at all the unpacked boxes. "We'll get the kids to help. Tomorrow is Sudnay, and after church, we'll all get our butts in gear," he said in a tired voice. Two trips with the U-haul, loading and unloading the truck, and trying to place everything where it needed to go was exhausting for both of them.
The kids had gone to a movie with their friends, leaving Laura and Michael alone for awhile.
"I miss it!" Laura blurted out.
"Miss what? The old house?" Michael inquired.
"No. I miss you. I miss submitting to you. I miss the excitement of a well-earned spanking. Your voice. Stern and controlled. My submission. You haven't spanked me for a very long time." she announced.
Michael sighed. It had been a long time. His two boys had moved in a few months ago, leaving their time to privacy very limited. Her daughter was a senior in high school and very social and rarely home, but the boys had needed a time to adjust, make new friends. The reason they had bought a new house was because they had outgrown the old one.
"I know honey. I miss it too. There just hasn't been a lot of private time for us lately."
"I know, I know. But I think of all the bratty things I've done lately, and I know I need to be disciplined and there's this need.......to feel forgiven.....to be alright with the world again. I feel this empty place in my heart. Spanking me, forgiving me, loving me. It all goes together in my brain." she explained.
"You want a good girl spanking?" he offered.
Laura shook her head, trying to explain. "Don't get me wrong, I like GG spankings. But this is deeper. I need you to take control. Leave me no choices. Punish me until I feel forgiven. Release me from my pain of guilt.
They sat in silence, looking at each other, feeling overwhelmed by their love for each other. Then Michael's expression changed. "Alright young lady, go find pen and paper and we'll take care of this "need" you have before the kids get home."
"Pen and paper?" she questioned.
"Did I ask for a commentary? You have exactly 1 minute to bring me the pen and paper." he said in a demanding voice.
Thrilled and yet a little nervouse, Laura dashed to obey him. When she returned, well after the time limit, Michael had found the sports bag they kept their implements in and was waiting, arms crossed, toe tapping for her.His look was stern. "That took a long time, longer than a minute." he told her.
"I know, I couldn't find the box the stationary was in."
"No excuses. No you have five minutes to write down everything you need to be punished for. Include, 'cannot complete tasks on time.'

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