The Deep Freeze - A Nat and Alyssa Story Part Twelve

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The Deep Freeze Part Twelve
A Nat and Alyssa Story

Positioning her over his knee, he pulled her panties down yet again and placed his hand on her bottom. “Now, the last time you lied to me, Alyssa, just a few hours ago, you felt a good amount of that spatula, 25 hard swats of it. And your disobedience has typically been earning you 20 with my hand. Which does not seem to be making much of a difference.” He saw her begin to lift her head up, and lightly swatted her bottom, letting her know he didn’t want her thought in the matter.

“Unlike last time, where you flat out, knowingly and purposely lied to me, Alyssa, I’m willing to believe that this is not totally the same thing. Or, rather, I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt, and therefore not the same punishment. Don’t misunderstand, young lady, you are lying to me, when you tell me that you don’t know. But, I’m willing to believe for the moment, there is a part of you that believes that to be true. That’s the difference. It won’t,” Nat patted her bottom, not so gently anymore, “save this here from a spanking, however.”

“I think we’ll go up to 25 this time. Two sets, one for the lying, one for the disobedience,” he said to her, before raising his hand and bringing it flying back down on her already sore bottom. SMACK! While he was tempted to lecture, Nat also had a feeling they’d be going over this same topic more than once.

Instead, he decided to push through the first set of 25 as quickly as possible. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Nat paused after the first twenty five, partly to give her a moment and partly to give his hand a brief respite. He could hear her crying softly. Shaking his head to himself, he ruefully smiled slightly think that in just a few minutes those tears would not be nearly as quiet.

He tapped Alyssa’s bottom twice, letting her know that he was going to begin. Then, as quickly as he had done the last set, he raised his hand up and brought if flying back down on her bright red, sore buttocks. SMACK! He watched her right cheek wobble after his hand struck it. Nat proceeded to quickly go through the next 25 and by the end, Alyssa was still crying, though, not nearly as softly as before he’d begun.

Nat eased her off his lap, pulling up her panties, as she landed on her feet. Taking both her wrists into one hand, he pulled her into a hug, embracing her with his other arm. When he felt her arms pull, and knew she wanted to hug him, he let go of her wrists.

Immediately, her arms were around him, seeking the embrace she wanted. If only she caught on to these certain lessons quicker, Nat thought to himself. Being snowed in didn’t have to be this torturous experience for them. He knew she wanted him to pick her up, hold her. But it wasn’t that kind of day. Not yet.

He held her for another minute before gently prying her loose from the hug, and held her in front of him. Despite the number of times he’d flipped her over his knee already, she didn’t look all that worse for the wear. Nat thought to himself, if he had been using anything besides his hand, or on those few occasions the spatula, things would have been very different.

“Well, little girl, it looks like we’re back to the same question. Are you ready to tell me why it is that you decided to pour yourself iced tea, at lunch, despite the fact that you had a good number of other choices to select from?”

This time Alyssa stared at the floor, and shook her head.

“No,” Nat said, stating her answer aloud, in case he interpreted it incorrectly. “You’re not ready to tell me.” When Alyssa remained quiet, he knew he had the correct interpretation. “And why not?” he asked her.

She shrugged her shoulders.

“You don’t know,” he said. “You don’t know why you won’t, or you don’t know what the answer is?” This time he put his finger under her chin, and lifted her head up, so he could see her face.

“I don’t know,” she whispered.

Nat sighed. “All right, we’ll give you some more time in the corner then. Go on, then.” He turned her towards the opposite wall, and gave her a gentle shove, and a small swat on her bottom, which caused her hands to immediately fly back and clutch her cheeks. He watched Alyssa move, reluctantly, back towards the corner, she was going a bit slower than before.

Nat waited another five minutes, and called her back. He again stopped her before she had a chance to say anything. “Again, lying and disobedience, Lyssa,” he told her, as he guided her over his lap, pulling down her panties, as he adjusted her on his lap. “I think another 25 should be sufficient.”

Just as he had five minutes ago, Nat spanked her 25 times with his hand, before pausing for a moment, giving her a quick minute, to catch her breath. Then, he raised his hand, and put down another 25. He gave her about thirty seconds to compose herself, before lifting her off, yanking her panties up, and standing her in front of him. “And now, young lady?”

“I really don’t know why,” Alyssa said to him, wringing her hands. He almost believed her, but one look into her eyes, told him, that she was betting, it would bring an end to this.

“Well, then, I guess you should spend more time, thinking about it,” Nat told her. “Back to the corner.” He turned her, and started to send her on her way, when she turned back, and blurted out, “It was iced tea, it’s not a big deal.”

“Did I not just send you back to the corner?” Nat asked her, his eyebrow arched.

“Yes,” Alyssa replied, her head bowing low.

“Then I suggest you go there,” Nat told her, “before you continue to disobey me.”