The White Out Part Five

[naughtylilgirl09]

The White Out Part Five - A Nat and Alyssa Story

Alyssa found herself strangely not annoyed at the request, but, rather, embarrassed. She tried to look at the floor but Nat caught hold of her chin and directed her head back up providing her no choice but to look him straight in the eye. Embarrassed, scared, nervous? Yes, Alyssa wasn’t sure if she was a fan of this situation.

Her mouth was dry, that was a symptom of nervousness, right? She licked her lips and then attempted to avert her eyes without moving her head so that speaking would be easier. “Eyes here,” Nat said, indicating his eyes. He wasn’t going to make this easy. Moving her eyes back to his she gulped, licked her lips again, finally managing to say, “I’d like for you to spank me”

It took a minute but Nat finally nodded and let go over her wrist and chin. He ran his right hand over his face as if wiping away the confusion of the situation. “Okay,” he said, more to himself than to her. “Okay,” he repeated, more decisive this time, as he stood up and headed towards the door. Right before exiting the room he turned and glanced back at her.

Alyssa had simply been watching him up until this point. It was now that her brain clicked, she was supposed to follow. Hurriedly making the few steps to catch up with him she followed him the short distance down the hall to the master bedroom. Being twice her size naturally gave him a quicker stride, but Alyssa was walking at a cautiously slow pace at the moment. Nat walked to the far end of the room and waited while Alyssa moved slower taking in the surroundings. As she neared that distant corner of the room she observed a small loveseat and that’s when it dawned on her, this was going to be where he was going to spank her.
He sat down placing an object on the side table. Alyssa stared hard at it before she recognized it to be a hairbrush, an old one at that.
Nat simply watched and waited for her. He’s probably waiting for me to back out of this, Alyssa thought to herself. She looked at him with questioning eyes waiting for him to tell her what to do. He beckoned her to come closer and her brain reminded her, quite sarcastically, that it would be quite a feat to spank someone when they were ten feet away.

She slowly shuffled over to put what she deemed to be an appropriate proximity between herself and Nat. There is something wrong, she thought to herself, I don’t shuffle, I don’t walk slow at all. Once again she silently asked for instructions. She was so busy having a mental argument with herself that Anisha hardly heard him when he told her to take down her pajama pants.

She fumbled with the string on the large pajama pants. Earlier tying it into triple knots to ensure that the pants would stay up had seemed like a brilliant idea. She hadn’t been sure if these were Nat’s or his wife’s but either way they were about three times her size. The triple know had been a way to be two hundred percent sure that the drawstring wouldn’t come untied. It didn’t seem so brilliant at the moment.
As she attempted to undo the knot it seemed as if her fingers wouldn’t work. Her hands were literally shaking she was so nervous. After about two minutes and no success she looked up at Nat. He took the hint, pulled her closer, reached over and within twenty seconds had the knots undone.

That was all he did though. Alyssa wished he would have just yanked the pjs down while he was at it. It would have been a little weird since a year ago he was her academic counselor but it would have made things easier for her. Not that he had ever made things easier for her. She again looked at him hoping he would help her out again. “PJs down, Alyssa,” he said firmly. Well you kinda knew that one already Alyssa thought to herself. Loosening the string on the waist she eased them down and then let go. They were so large on her that they just fell straight to the floor causing her to cringe. A bit mortified she once again looked back over at Nat. “Tell me why we are here,” he said.

The look on her face made him want to start laughing. It was the equivalent of a deer in headlights mixed with second thoughts on a wedding altar. Any minute now she’ll change her mind, he was certain of it.

“Because I kept trying to run away and I hit and kicked you and swore at you and I had a really bad attitude and said a lot of stupid stuff,” Alyssa said.

Nat didn’t quite expect to get this far. But he was still willing to bet she wouldn’t go through with it so he pressed on. “And what is going to happen?”

He watched Alyssa gulp, pause and look down. This was going to be the moment where she backed out. Which was fine with him. He had made it clear to her downstairs that he forgave her and would put this behind them. When she looked up at him he could already hear her saying she the words, some clever worded excuse, long tangential fast paced one-sided discussion that essentially meant she changed her mind. That’s why he was quite surprised when “you’re going to spank me” came out instead.

It took him a few seconds to react. She was actually going to go through with this? Maybe it was possible? Nat cleared his throat, “that’s right. You acted like a child, you’ll be punished like a child. Before I start I have to ask one last time, you are sure you want me to do this?”

Alyssa looked straight into his eyes and said, “yes, please, I’m sure”

There was almost a desperation to her voice. Nat nodded, more to himself, than to her and said, “all right then, over my knee you go.” He took hold of her arm and guided her over his lap and helped her get into the position that he wanted. “Alyssa have you ever been spanked before?” He asked once she was situated.

“No,” came the reply from the floor.

“Not even as a child?” he asked

“Nope,” Alyssa responded.

Nat looked at the ceiling as if looking to the heavens. This would be an experience for both of them. Finally he put one arm around her waist pulling her in closer to him and placed his hand on top of her panty covered bottom, “well then I would say this is long overdue”

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Alyssa jumped a little with the first spank but not much. Nat didn’t think that there was much of a lecture necessary, they had talked it all out down stairs.

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He heard Alyssa draw in her breath.

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A small sound escaped from her mouth. Nat knew that must have killed her. She had so much pride and stubbornness.

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Her feet were starting to kick lightly on the ground.

Nat placed his hand on her bottom, he could feel the heat radiating off of it. “Well I think you’re about ready to move onto the actual discipline for tonight, what do you say?”

“You mean that wasn’t it?” Alyssa spat out from the floor.

Nat chuckled to himself, “no Alyssa, that was just the beginning, call it a way to get the blood flowing in certain areas of the body” he lightly tapped her bottom. Reaching for the elastic waistband on the yellow panties that she was wearing he instructed, “lift up your hips for me”

Alyssa balked at this idea. “I think I’ve been punished enough, I’ve learned my lesson.” She attempted to get up, however Nat held her down causing complaints to fly back at him.

“Alyssa what was one of the first things that we talked about when you asked me for this?” She remained silent. “Alyssa” SMACK “I” SMACK “asked” SMACK “you” SMACK “a question” SMACK “I expect” SMACK “an answer” SMACK SMACK

“That you would decide when my punishment was over,” Alyssa said her voice quiet.

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“There won’t be a problem,” Alyssa answered, her tone ever more quiet and small than her previous answer.
Nat had heard that tone before and he was pretty sure that tears had started falling.

“Good,” he replied, “then lift your hips for me so we can move on and finish this” he said trying to use a tone as gentle as he could while administering a punishment. He wasn’t even sure one could have that type of tone. For the life of him, he had no idea what it would sound like. His father had never varied from his gruff, harsh tone. His mother had become cold and firm. He, himself, tended to be direct, firm and somewhat stern with his own daughter until the completion of any necessary punishment. However he was also quite aware that Alyssa was very conscious of tone, expression, verbiage, and he needed to be more aware of these things at the moment.

Alyssa placed her feet on the floor and pushed her hips up off his lap about two inches, allowing Nat to take hold of the elastic waistband and quickly yank the panties down to mid thigh. The minute she felt them off her bottom Alyssa lifted her feet off the floor causing her to land with an unceremonious thud back onto Nat’s lap.

Reaching over he grabbed the hairbrush off the side table and placed it on her now bare bottom. The moment the cool wood touched her skin Alyssa tightened every muscle in her body in anticipation of the onslaught of spanks that was sure to follow.

“Alyssa,” Nat said, his voice as even as possible.

“Yes,” she answered quite obviously through gritted teeth.

“Take a deep breath,” he instructed, knowing that this was one of her least favorite things to be told to do. Nat waited for the automatic response of how much she hated deep breathing, how it only helped if a person was hyperventilating, or whatever else she came up with at the moment. Instead he was surprised that Alyssa actually took a deep breath. Not enough to relax her but actually not fighting him either.

“Good,” he said appraisingly, leaving the hairbrush to rest on her bottom cheeks and using the free hand to reach over and gently rub her lower back hoping to relax her a bit. “Try another one.”
To his amazement, she did.

Alyssa wasn’t quite sure why he was telling to take deep breaths. He was quite aware of her thoughts on the whole deep breathing thing. However given the position that she was in it didn’t quite seem like the appropriate time to go off onto her usual rant about how stupid deep breathing was, so she decided to just do what he said. She felt him begin to massage her back, while it did begin to relax her there was that one part of her that was never going to be relaxed until she knew what the hell was going on, she was highly suspicious of the situation.

Was he going to spank her and then seduce her? That was very un Nat like. “Alyssa, I need you to try and relax the muscles in your body,” she heard him say. “If you keep them tightened up they way they are now, not only will this hurt a lot more than necessary, but it will bruise you greatly.” Light bulb. It made sense now. The deep breathing, the massage. At least he hadn’t gone as far as asking her to find her happy place. Alyssa took another deep breath and willed herself to relax, reminding herself that she had asked for this to happen and that when all was said and done she would know what it was like to be totally forgiven and not have that lingering feeling of guilt for the first time in her life. Within a minute or two of running that through her mind she was able to let go of the rigid tension in her muscles.

“Good,” she heard Nat say. She felt him lift the brush up off of her bottom. “I am not going to lie to you, this will hurt, it is supposed to, it’s punishment. Try not to clench your bottom muscles,” he said, tapping them lightly, “it will only make it hurt more in the long run, okay?”

“Okay,” Alyssa said, tears already starting to flow down her face. “All right then,” Nat said. No sooner were the words out of his mouth then the first two smacks had landed on her bottom. Alyssa gasped. If she thought the hand spanking was painful this was ten times more.

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Nat spanked quickly alternating cheeks moving from the top of her bottom down to the bottom of each cheek and then back up again.

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He then spent a great deal of time spanking directly in the center of her bottom ensuring that she would feel this spanking when she sat down for the next day or two.

Nat was listening closely. She still hadn’t totally let go. Yes, she was crying, but she hadn’t let go of everything, all those pent up emotions, all the guilt that she managed to carry inside her, and that was what she truly needed to do. Taking a moments pause he adjusted her body forward about an inch so that her head was a small bit closer to the floor making it was much easier for him to access the area directly under each bottom cheek.

Once again he resumed spanking.

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Silently, he cursed whatever fate it was that had given her so much stubbornness and pride. She needed this emotional release so badly, he had realized in the last few minutes, but she was so stubborn, that she couldn’t let herself have it.

Nat began alternating between the right and left side of her bottom, starting at the mid point of each cheek. Not wanting to have to continue this for an extraordinary amount of time he increased the strength he was using with the hairbrush just a bit and continued to work his way down until he hit the area right below the cheek where it would move onto the thigh.

This caused cries of pain and protest. At one point Alyssa’s hand shot back to stop him, he only took her hand and pinned it to her back and continued spanking.

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She was screaming protests and curses, every obscenity in the book and more some in different languages at him. It told him that he was getting close…and that at some point she probably needed to have her mouth washed out.

Launching another volley of smacks onto that tender area he spanked as hard and fast as he could. Within about two minutes he knew that he had hit that breaking point when he felt every bit of tension go out of Anisha’s body, she was draped over his knee like a limp-less rag doll. No longer was she yelling or pleading, she was sobbing and apologizing, but mostly just sobbing. Nat gave her six more lighter smacks with the brush on the center of her bottom and then put it aside. He rubbed her lower back for a few moments waiting for her to calm a bit. Then he took hold of her arm and pulled her to her feet, yanking her panties up at the same time hoping to save her some embarrassment.

Once on her feet Alyssa’s hands flew right to her bottom trying to rub some of the pain away.
Gently, Nat took both of them and pulled them to the front of her where he held them in his own and asked her “are we going to have to repeat this lesson again, Alyssa?”

Alyssa, who was now bouncing up and down on her toes to try lessen the sting, vehemently shook her head, before saying “no” in a hoarse voice.

“Good,” Nat said, “and am I going to have to worry about you biting or kicking anyone?”

“No,” Alyssa said, “I promise.” Nat could see a new set of tears coming to her eyes. “I’m so sorry,” she added before she broke down into fresh sobs.

“I believe you and I forgive you,” Nat told her as he released her wrists, stood up and pulled her into his arms. He had thought she might resist the hug, instead she buried her face into his chest, wrapped her small arms around him and continued to sob. Holding her in the tight embrace Nat, once again, looked up to the ceiling hoping that some divine message would appear explaining this whole thing to him. Nothing did.
He looked down at the small girl still sobbing in his arms. All he could see really was the top of her head. A university student, now his neighbor, was here, sobbing, because he had spanked her, because she had asked him to.

Nat shook his head to himself and concluded that whatever explanation there was must have gotten lost in the snow. Most likely whatever reason that there was for this situation he would find out in due time, after the fact of whatever drama occurred, as he usually did with all things concerning Alyssa. He reached down and scooped her up into his arms, went and sat back down on the loveseat placing her in his lap careful to keep her bottom off his leg as not to aggravate her punished bottom.

Nat simply held her, lightly massaging her lower back, allowing her to cry into his chest, while he assured her that she was forgiven. After a bit the tears quieted and he looked down at the small girl in his lap. She had nuzzled her head into a small nook between his arm, shoulder and chest.

“Alyssa,” he said quietly, not wanting to frighten her. She stirred slightly but did not respond otherwise.
Gently he attempted to move her hair away from her face, and in doing so, realized that she was completely and totally asleep.

‘Well this is one way to get her to calm down,’ Nat thought to himself. Alyssa, who ran at twenty thousand miles and hour, had more energy and drank more caffeine than anyone he had ever met, could process, analyze, read and comprehend at five times the speed of most people, and usually slept an average of three hours a night, was asleep. He was glad, she needed it.

He stood up lifting her up with him and carried her back to the guest bedroom. She didn’t even stir as he placed her into the bed and pulled the covers over her. “Night kiddo,” he said softly before leaving the room.

[Bullseye]

Fantastic. I like how she asked for and got what she really needed. Your writing is very detail oriented, especially the psychology.