Her Port in the Storm Part 1 (M/f)

[obedientspirit]

(My Dom and I are writing this together. I hope you all enjoy it)

A storm was raging outside, and the power had gone out almost an hour ago. Heavy wind and rain, and more than a little bit of thunder rattled the windows. Jenny sat in the middle of the bed, wrapped in a fuzzy, blue and green chenile throw blanket, hugging John's pillow to her chest – his scent only mildly calming as she sat alone in the dark with tears trickling down her cheeks. She rocked herself gently trying to relax, trying to get control of her emotions.

John walked in from the storm, shaking the water from his hair, and dumping off his coat and umbrella in the kitchen sink. It had been a long day, and he was now wet and cold, not to mention irritated that the power was out. He didn't really need one more inconvenience to deal with right now. He very much wanted a hot bath, and then to relax with Jenny. The house was dark and quiet, almost too quiet, so he called out to his sweet, beautiful, loving, submissive girlfriend.

“Jenny..... where are you Baby Girl? Why didn't you light some candles, Honey?”

John lit two candles as he went in search of his girl. He knew she was terrified of storms, and was concerned when she didn't answer him. He sat one candle on the coffee table in the living room where he planned to relax with Jenny this evening– maybe he would read aloud to her while she sat in his lap, wrapped in a blanket - and used the other to make his way down the hall to their bedroom.

“Oh, Sweetie.....” he gasped as he entered the bedroom and saw her in tears.” He placed the candle on the dresser so that the soft glow could offer a small amount of illumination as he sat on the bed and gathered his pretty little lover into his arms, rocking her gently. John rubbed Jenny's back and tried to assess her level of anxiety... the fact that she wasn't speaking to him yet worried him. As he continued rocking his sweet girl, and rubbing her back, she began to sob... gasping and quivering slightly in his embrace.

“Shhhhh, shhhh... it's ok, Baby. I'm here.... I've got you.” He softly kissed her left temple, then took her sweet face in his hands to get her to look at him. “Honey..... are you ok?”

She whimpered her answer softly... “yes....just scared. You weren't here. The power went out before I could get into the kitchen for candles.... a-a-and... a-a-and, I just froze.”

“Jenny, Honey... I was at work, and I can't always be here when there's a storm. You know that, Preciosa.” He hugged her close and spoke to her using every endearment he could think of to let her know how special she was, to draw her out of her fear. “You're safe here, Honey. You have nothing to worry about, Princess. Shhhh.” He stroked her hair, kissed her nose, and caressed her cheek, trying to coax a smile, but got the opposite effect.

Jenny just got exasperated and lashed out at him a bit, “I know that, Jackass. It's not like I was blaming you for the fucking storm!”

“Watch it, Pet.....”

Normally, such an admonishment would act as a verbal tap on the butt, and Jenny would back down. Not tonight. No, tonight John's little pet was already wound tighter than a clock spring, and his very well-intentioned ministrations backfired on him, and Jenny very simply exploded.

“I wasn't even upset that you were late coming home, even though you are 3 fucking hours late and you didn't call and let me know. I wasn't worried or anything, you dick. No, no... I was just scared, and I couldn't call you because my cell phone battery was dead, and I couldn't watch a movie or read a book to calm down.... and … and … and...”. She burst into fresh tears, sobbing uncontrollably with her forehead against his strong chest, gasping and hiccuping.... she was actually on the edge of hyperventilating.

John had had enough, and he needed to stop this right now. He gripped her arms and squeezed gently, but firmly, and raised his voice slightly above hers to get her attention. “Jennifer Michelle - look at me!”

Jenny stopped and made the effort to take a few deep breaths, and was finally able to slow her breathing. She wiped her tears and looked into John's eyes. A mixture of fear of the weather raging outside, and more than a little annoyance at feeling like he was patronizing her (not to mention truly, deeply, painful awareness of how rude and disrespectful she had just been) made her already deep brown eyes look more darkly stormy than usual.

Jenny's lips and voice quivered as she looked up at her Dom, and began to apologize “John..... Honey, I am s-s-so, sorry.”

John looked down into his sweet girl's eyes, a gentle smile on his face. “So, you're finished, Baby?”

Jenny nodded, “yes, Sir.”

“MmHmm.... so I'm Sir now.... so, you are aware that you crossed the line, aren't you, Preciosa?'

Jenny simply nodded her answer this time. She couldn't bring herself to answer him.... she was too upset with herself for what she had just done.

“Jennifer Michelle...... I understand how frightened you are of storms. I understand that you were scared and alone, and this time the fear got the better of you. I understand that I was wrong in not calling or texting a few hours ago when I knew I wouldn't be home on time. That is on me, but I am sure you understand very well that what just took place is absolutely unacceptable. Don't you, Baby?”

Jenny simply nodded again.

“Answer me, Princess.”

“Yes, S-S-Sir....”

“That's better,” he mentioned as his embrace pulled her closer, and he kissed the top of her head. “You know that fear, or illness, or anger.... none of those are acceptable excuses for being rude or disrespectful. There are no acceptable excuses for rudeness and disrespect. You know that, don't you, Preciosa?”

“Y-Y-Yes, Sir...”

“I would not be a good Dom if I allowed you to act like that without consequences... I wouldn't be taking good care of my Baby Girl. I wouldn't be doing my part as your Loving Dom, now would I?”

New tears slid down her already ruddy cheek as she shook her head, “No, S-S-Sir....”

“I love you, Baby Girl.... and I am going to take the best care of you that I know how. It's going to be all right. Now... why don't you be a good girl and go get your cute little butt in the corner. I'll come get you when I'm ready to punish you,” he whispered as he hugged her once more, kissing her soft lips this time.

Jenny didn't respond in words. She just nodded as she pushed back the soft, warm blanket, revealing her naked body. Without a word of complaint she went to her corner to wait for John to take care of her in the way she knew she needed. If she was completely honest with herself, she desperately desired it too.

John stepped up behind her, softly rubbing her little round butt cheeks and kissing the back of her neck, “Turn around for a second, Sweetness,” he whispered, and as she did so, he slipped a bar of soap between her lips, and then turned her back to her corner. “Don't forget this.... you know I don't care if you use profanity, but it should never ever be directed at me in your anger or frustration, ¿ qué no?”

Jenny nodded with the bar of soap in her mouth, and her eyes shining with tears, and stayed in the corner, Her hands were folded in front of her, weeping softly as she waited. She knew she had done wrong, no matter the reason, and she knew that a spanking was just what she needed to set things right.

[lostintransit]

delightful!

[obedientspirit]

Thank you!

[f-needsit]

love it, can't wait to read the rest!