The Continuing Storm: A Nat and Alyssa Story - Part Two

[naughtylilgirl09]

The Continuing Storm: A Nat and Alyssa Story - Part Two
Alyssa had gone upstairs, grateful that her brain had controlled her mouth for once in her life and she hadn’t reminded him that it wasn’t actually her room. Days of punishments? So it would be days before he would forgive her? Would he actually forgive her? What was going to happen? He must hate her.

While she didn’t have the answers to most of the questions, she found out what was going to happen quite quickly. She had hardly sat down on the edge of the bed when there was a knock on the door and Nat entered. She saw the hairbrush in his hand and immediately felt her eyes water.

Alyssa was seated on the edge of the bed when he entered, he could tell she spotted the hairbrush he carried with him. He waited for her to object, to plead for mercy, but she remained silent. Before walking towards her, he instructed, “pjs and panties down young lady, bend over the side of the bed.” She moved to comply with his instructions but he could tell that he had surprised her again. Every time that he had spanked her with the hairbrush, and there had been many, he had held her over his lap. This time he wanted to make a very large impression.

By the time he had reached her side, Alyssa was already bent over the side of the bed, leaning on her arms, bottom bared. “Further, young lady,” he instructed,” seeing her jump in surprise at his voice. “I want you resting on your front.” She struggled for a minute but eventually was close to jack-knifed over the bed, resting on her stomach. “All right, young lady,” he said as he placed the wooden brush on her bottom, “the lack of respect you displayed today has been abominable, among the things I never want to discuss with you again, this is at the top of the list!”
With that he raised his arm up and brought the brush down onto her bottom with a solid “SMACK!” He heard her gasp in pain.
Nat did not believe there was a point in saying anything more. Any lecture he gave, he was well aware wouldn’t be heard by Alyssa. So he remained silent and he administered the spanking, delivering each swat with precision and strength to ensure she knew and felt his displeasure.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Alyssa was stomping her feet and struggling to remain bent over, but he could tell the lesson hadn’t been learned yet. Her body was still tense and her subconscious was still fighting both him and her. He increased the vigor behind each strength just a bit, and moved down a bit lower, placing each swat on the very bottom of her cheeks, right where they met her thighs.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

While originally he thought this would do it, her body was still rigid. He had provided the punishment he believed necessary for the lack of respect. The rest would be learned over time. However, Alyssa had not yet achieved the emotional release that was necessary for her to forgive herself. He knew very well that without that she would load herself with a burden of unnecessary guilt for months to follow. He pushed her forwards just a bit, so that she was leaning even further over onto the bed. Nat then continued the spanking, focusing even more on the bottom of her cheeks and moving down onto the tops of her thighs.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

It didn’t take long for Alyssa’s body to slump over onto the bed and her to quiet tears to turn to sobbing, indicating she had stopped fighting her own emotions. Nat quickly put down the hairbrush and lifted her off the bed, taking her into his arms, holding her while she cried out all her tears.

Alyssa sobbed into Nat’s chest feeling safe once again, surprised that he was holding her, but grateful that he was. She apologized over and over, however he didn’t reply like he usually did. When her tears finally stopped she felt herself being lifted, again, and prayed she wasn’t going to be put over his lap for another spanking.

No, what happened almost felt worse. He lifted her up and placed her into bed, pulling the blankets over her and gently flicking her nose, one of the comfort gestures she cherished but not a true hug and not forgiveness. “Time for bed, young lady,” he informed her. “Tomorrow you’re going to do some writing assignments for me on the topic of respect, hmm?” While it came out as a question, Alyssa knew it wasn’t. She nodded though, indicating that she understood.

That was it. He walked out saying a quick good night, and closed the door, leaving her to go to sleep. He hadn’t been kidding either.

[anaughtybottom]

Great story, definitely interested in more!

[sgtjoe]

Enjoying it!

[ct_switch]

that was quite a spanking! I wish he had given her a hug before bed but I guess the punishment isn't over yet...