The Arctic Waves of Reinforcement - Part Two

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The Arctic Waves of Reinforcement – Part Two
A Nat and Alyssa Story

Nat could tell she wasn’t happy, standing there in front of him, having to answer, specifically this question. He could see her brain working, and knew she was going over the possible insults, plans of revenge, things to throw, pranks to play. He also knew when she accepted the situation, could see it in her eyes, the acceptance, she would call it defeat, he knew. He shoulders dropped a little as she replied, “yes, I did,” there was a slight pause, and then she added, “sir.” Almost like an after though.

He gave her a faint smile. Nat knew that a frown or disapproving look was more called for in the situation than a smile, but he couldn’t quite help it. Watching her body, he could see that just by that one small smile, she did relax a bit.

“Well, I’m glad to hear your admit it,” Nat told her. “This morning was going to be a very quick reminder of everything we went over yesterday, so that you wouldn’t get yourself into trouble again. However, since you’ve already done so, we’ll be addressing that as well.”

Once he finished explaining what was to happen, he was quiet for a moment. Nat was fully aware that the quiet would unnerve Alyssa to no end, but it was something that she had to learn to live with. He looked her over, trying to get a general sense of things. She seemed to be doing all right, even after all of yesterday. He could see no reason that she could withstand another spanking.

“All right, young lady,” he said to her, his grip on her arm feeling a bit tighter than normal. Nat knew she was unhappy with the situation, and on the rare chance that she decided to make a run for it, well, he intended to have a firm grasp on her to make sure it didn’t happen. Moving her back a step, and then over to his side, she was silent.

It was a bit surprising, given that Alyssa was rarely, ever silent. She seemed to snap out of it, though, when Nat said to her, “Let’s get to it,” and guided her over his knee. Once she was across his lap, he lifted his skirt, pulled down her panties and began to speak quietly.

It took a few minutes, but he realized, she was off in a world of her own. Alyssa hadn’t heard a word he had said. There was an easy fix for that, Nat thought ruefully. Shaking his head to himself, he raised his arm up a good eighteen inches and brought his hand down onto her cheeks, giving a resounding smack to the center of her tush, both cheeks wobbling from impact, the noise echoing of the walls of the room.

He could see her body jolt in reaction, literally breaking out of her thoughts. “Alyssa!” he said sharply, meaning to get and keep her attention. Nat was aware he had it when her head snapped up in attention. “What did I just say?”

She didn’t know the answer. He knew, that she didn’t know. The only reason he was asking, was to see if she’d admit it. She was silent for a moment, and then replied, “I’m sorry, I wasn’t listening.”

Nat lightly patted her bottom, “thank you for being truthful Alyssa. It’s always better to be honest right from the start.” He heard her sniff, and knew she was about to cry. “Now, I’m going to give you a quick spanking with my hand, just to warm up these cheeks, a little.” He patted them lightly, again. Warm up wasn’t even beyond imagination, as he could see, and feel, goosebumps on her bottom.

“I’m going to then give you a choice, do you want me to punish you for the lie you told first? Or accept what was originally going to happen, which was going to leave you with a smarting bottom, and a reminder of yesterdays’ lessons.”

“I think I’d like to accept the punishment, first, please,” he heard her say quietly.

“Good girl,” he murmured, knowing she could hear him. He was proud of her for not trying to put it off.

Nat gave her a very quick hand spanking, the whole thing was no more than a minute, minute and a half at the most.

He was ready to move onto the actual punishment, but changed his mind. “Alyssa, I know I told you that it would be up to you, but I’ve decided that the reminder is best done first. I want you to think of everything we went over yesterday. What are the main things? Tell me.”

She was quiet for a moment, and then he heard her say, “honestly, obedience, respect, back talk and attitude.”

“Good,” Nat replied, his voice soothing, as he knew, she wouldn’t like, what was going to happen. “Say them again, all five.”

“Honesty, obedience, respect, back talk and attitude,” Alyssa replied.

“Very good,” Nat told her. “Now, tell me again, what were the main things that we went over?”

“Honesty,” Alyssa said, this time, he heard, a hint, of, annoyance in her voice. It was, quickly, replaced, with a surprised ‘yelp’, when Nat brought the spatula down on her bottom, with a hard smack.

A few seconds later, he had to prompt her. “Keep going, Alyssa.”

“Uh, Obedience” SMACK! “Respect” SMACK! “Back talk” SMACK! “and, and attitude” SMACK! SMACK!

“Again, Alyssa. You’re going to say them, until I give you permission to stop,” Nat informed her.

“Honesty” SMACK! “Obedience” SMACK! “Respect” SMACK! “Back Talk” SMACK! “Attitude” SMACK! SMACK!

“Alyssa,” Nat warned her, tapping the spatula to her bottom.

“You’re going to repeat them, until you’re given permission to stop. Not until you feel like stopping. Now get to it, young lady.” Raising the spatula up, he swung it down, the solid “SMACK!” echoing, through the room. It got the point across, though. Alyssa began talking, as soon as she caught her breath.

“Honesty” SMACK! “Obedience” SMACK! “Respect” SMACK! “Back Talk” SMACK! “Attitude” SMACK! “Honesty” SMACK! “Obedience” SMACK! “Respect” SMACK! “Back Talk” SMACK! “Attitude” SMACK! “Honesty” SMACK! “Obedience” SMACK! “Respect” SMACK! “Back Talk” SMACK! “Attitude” SMACK!

Nat gave her a brief pause, rubbing her back for just a moment, while she caught her breath. No words were exchanged. There was no need for them. Taking the spatula, Nat tapped her bottom with it, alerting her, that they were about to begin, again. He waited a moment, to see if he had to prompt her. He was very proud, when she began on her own.

“Honesty” SMACK! SMACK! “Obedience” SMACK! SMACK! “Respect” SMACK! SMACK! “Back Talk” SMACK! SMACK! “Attitude” SMACK! SMACK! “Honesty” SMACK! SMACK! “Obedience” SMACK! SMACK! “Respect” SMACK! SMACK! “Back Talk” SMACK! SMACK! “Attitude” SMACK! “Honesty” SMACK! “Obedience” SMACK! “Respect” SMACK! “Back Talk” SMACK! “Attitude” SMACK!

“Well, young lady,” Nat asked as he concentrated the last swats on her thighs. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Alyssa screeched in pain. Nat, merely, waited, a moment, until she quieted. Then continued, “are we going to repeat this anytime soon?”

He landed a volley of smacks to her thighs, so quick she was blinded by the pain. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“No, I promise,” she cried out, amidst the rapidly descending swats. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

When Nat saw the tense, stiffness that was the fight in her, leave her shoulders, he stopped. She’d accepted, she’d given in. Alyssa had given in, and that was one difficult thing to get her to do.

She was sobbing, though trying to be quiet about it. Despite her efforts, Nat could hear her. He wished she hadn’t lied to him that morning. They could be done with this. Lifting her off his lap, he physically took her hands, and guided them upwards, so that her arms were up in the air, hands clasped behind her head. Turning her in the direction of the wall nearest to the kitchen, he pointed, and told her “time out, nose to the wall, go on,” and sent her on her way, with a quick swat to her bottom.

After ten minutes, Nat called her into the kitchen. Alyssa entered, arms still up. “Go ahead and lower your arms,” Nat told her. She did so with a look of relief on her face. When she saw the bottle of foul tasting liquid that he’d made her take last time, he could see her getting ready to run.

“Oh, no, I don’t think so,” Nat grabbed hold of her arm. Pulling her close just a bit, he lifted her up and set her on the counter. After pouring out a teaspoon he held it patiently up to her mouth. She wouldn’t open.

“Alyssa,” Nat told her, “if I have to force you, I will, and we both know I can. But if I do, you’ll also be swallowing this every morning when you wake up and night before bed, along with getting your bottom warmed, for the next two days.” He watched as she just looked at him, and then shook her head.

Inwardly, Nat shook his own head, before pinching her nose and yanking her head back fast, sticking the spoon in her mouth and pouring the liquid down her throat. Alyssa was making as many protesting noises as possible with her head back the way it was. Once Nat was sure that she’d swallowed the liquid he was tempted to let her lower her head, waited a beat. She was still carrying on, attempting to make faces.

“That’s enough, Lyssa,” Nat told her, quietly but with a firmness in his voice that he knew she would recognize.

She did. He could almost see the recognition dawn on her face and she stilled nearly instantly.

Letting go of her nose, he watched her lower her head, slowly. She did so almost cautiously, as she nearly always did. When her eyes came up to his face, Nat said to her in the same firm tone, “two days, Alyssa. Every morning when you wake up, and every night before you get into bed, for the next two days, I’m going to put you over my knee, spank you, and give you another teaspoon.” He saw that her eyes had grown wider but other than that, she’d yet to respond.

“If at any of those times, I have to force you, I’m going to add another day. You are going to learn that in life, when you do wrong, you have to take responsibility for the action and accept the consequences. You have to take your medicine, no matter how bad it tastes, metaphorically, or in this case, nearly literally. I’m not going to fight you on this every time for years to come, so this week we’re going to continue to do this until you learn the meaning to ‘taking your medicine’. Am I understood?”

She nodded, Nat saw a tear sliding down her face.

He was being hard on her, particularly about this. She hated when he was this hard on her, it hurt her the most. He knew it too. But he felt strongly about this. He squeezed her knee, a quick gesture of comfort before letting her know that it was time to continue.

Alyssa felt Nat squeeze her knee, and she looked up at him through watery eyes. He gave her a very small smile, his eyes almost looked sad. Then he gestured towards the living room with his head, indicating that it was time to go back to finish things. Alyssa just nodded.

When she did so, Nat lifted her up off the counter and placed her on her feet. She knew what was expected of her, she was supposed to go into the living room. Glancing up at him with one final look of forlorn sorrow, hoping to gain some sort of pity, she saw that it was a useless cause.

While she could tell that he wasn’t happy about having to punish her, she could also tell that he wasn’t going to budge. Turning her head back to face in front of her, Alyssa walked into the living room, Nat following close behind her. She stopped at the couch and waited for him to speak. When she felt his hands on her shoulders, she nearly jumped. Nat guided her the few feet until she was standing near the center of the couch.

“Arms on the couch,” he said quietly. It meant that she was supposed to bend forward, and place the front part of her arms, from her elbow to her hand, flat on the cushions. She did so, not fighting at all. She was going to try her best to behave throughout this whole thing.

“All right, young lady,” she heard Nat say from behind her, using his foot to open her legs up a little wider. “After this I hope the message is clear that lying is something that will not be tolerated, ever.”

Alyssa listened to hear his belt slide through the loops of his pants, but it didn’t happen. Instead, she felt something plastic on her bottom. It wasn’t a spatula or any type of kitchen utensil, it was too big. She had no idea what it was. “Thirty should be sufficient,” Nat commented. Alyssa didn’t think he needed an answer.

She was correct when the first swat hit her bottom. She nearly jumped in the air, but held her position. Whatever he was using the one item managed to cover both her cheeks. It stung like nothing she’d felt previously. Nat didn’t delay things or make them horribly slow. Whatever he was using, he brought it down quickly moving through the thirty at a fast speed. By the end, Alyssa was limp over the couch crying. She barely noticed Nat had finished.

Even as he picked her up from the couch and took her into his arms, Alyssa was crying and promising everything from the moon and back. She really didn’t notice that Nat was holding her, or that the spanking had stopped.

Nat had taken her from the couch, that she’d dutifully bent over to receive her punishment, into his arms and over to the large comfortable chair. The one he always sat in when he held her as she cried. It took her a good deal of time to settle down. He wasn’t sure if it was because of the pain from the spanking or because she knew how disappointed he was in her. Knowing Alyssa, it was a combination of both.

He held her close to him, a blanket covering them both from the cold. Once her tears had stopped, she had just settled into his embrace, not starting her typical constant apologies, but settling into the silence. For once, the silence didn’t bother her, like it usually would have.

Nat was glad of that. It was nice, holding her, the room quiet. For once Alyssa seemed to actually be enjoying the quiet, too. But it didn’t last. He couldn’t allow it to last. It was only a few minutes before she heard him begin to quietly speak. “Alyssa, you know that we’re going to address the last two items surrounding your first semester at school, today, don’t you?”