The Au Pair's Needs (3 page)

“What the hell do you think you were doing, young lady?”

“I’m sorry,” Emily stammered. “I like being… sp… sp… spanked.” Her cheeks flushed bright red as she admitted her guilty secret to him. “I was desperate and as the boys were away and you weren’t due home I thought it would be OK to invite a friend over.”

“And just how well do you know this
friend?
” Daniel demanded.

Emily looked to the floor. She thought back to the time she’d gotten herself into trouble in London and started to sob. She’d been so keen to fulfil her spanking desires at that time and ended up getting hurt. She thought she’d learned her lesson after that, but it seemed she hadn’t.

“Emily, I asked you a question. What the hell do you think you’re doing bringing a stranger into my home, and using my bed?” His eyes blazed with anger and Emily’s sobbing increased.

“Do you think I would have given you permission to bring a stranger into my home and worse still into my bedroom?”

Emily shook her head. “I’m sorry Sir.” Emily knew he wouldn’t have given her permission and she knew what she’d done was very wrong. She was feeling very contrite but she could think of no explanation that would appease his anger.

Daniel turned his back on Emily and sighed, running his fingers through his hair. He should fire her for this stunt, but the boys loved her and he did too. Despite his anger, he’d never forgive himself if the agency sent her back to the UK in disgrace.

Something else stirred in him as well, an urgent and extremely powerful need. This beautiful young woman not only wanted to be spanked, she needed to be spanked. A real, bare-bottom discipline spanking. He had wanted to give one of those his entire life, and here was his chance. Only a fool would pass that up, especially when it was exactly what Emily needed.

Another thought hit him suddenly. She had used his bed? Why? It didn’t take a psychology degree to see why. She was fantasizing about being spanked
by him
. His now rock hard cock and his brain demanded the same thing, namely that he give this young lady exactly what she was after.

Turning back to an ashen-faced Emily with a look of determination in his eye, Daniel took a firm grip on her wrist. He sat on the edge of his bed, gave her a stern look, and tugged her across his lap.

“You say you like being spanked? Let’s see how much you like this, young lady!”

Emily squealed. “I’m so sorry.” She was horrified when his hand landed hard on her bottom. She gasped as he spanked her again and again and she begged him to stop. She was so ashamed. Despite her love of being spanked, she had never in her life had a punishment spanking and she couldn’t bear to see and feel Daniel’s anger, or at least what she perceived as his anger.

As Daniel kept a firm grip around Emily’s waist and continued to punish her bottom with stinging smacks, Emily sobbed and kicked her legs, apologising repeatedly as the burning in her bottom increased. She was thoroughly miserable and longed for Daniel to hold her in his arms and forgive her.

Daniel finally stopped and Emily took a deep breath, grateful that her spanking was over. She’d never ever been spanked so hard and she whimpered as she realised this was the type of spanking her friends who had “domestic discipline” relationships talked about. No wonder they were so contrite about their behaviour afterwards.

“I’m so sorry Daniel,” she sobbed. “Please don’t sack me. I promise it’ll never happen again.”

“Oh I know it’ll never happen again, young lady. I’m about to make absolutely certain of that.”

Emily squealed as Daniel took hold of the waistband of her panties and tugged them down. He brought his hand down hard on her now defenceless bottom and Emily cried out in pain. Her panties had provided little protection against his heavy hand, but the sting was so much sharper on her bare bottom and it was even more shameful to have her bottom exposed in this manner.

Emily sobbed pitifully as Daniel thoroughly spanked her, his hand cracking loudly against her flesh, causing her to shriek and kick her legs wildly. He paused for a moment, and then he patted something against her bottom. She turned her head to look over her shoulder and was terrified to see him holding the hairbrush she’d earlier masturbated with. “If you ever do such a stupid thing again, I’ll give you a long hard spanking with this,” he warned, cracking it down twice against each buttock before pulling her to her feet. Emily stamped her feet and sobbed as she rubbed frantically at her sore behind.

Emily looked at him and despite the pain in her bottom, she realized that she was very turned on. “I’m so sorry Sir,” she said, hoping he might show some mercy.

Instead Daniel stood up, took her firmly by the hand and led her to the corner. Giving her bottom a sharp smack, he put her hands on her head. “You can stand there for ten minutes and think about your behaviour. You can think about why your boss has just had to take you across his knee like a naughty little girl and spank your bare bottom. When I bring you out of that corner, I expect an explanation of your behaviour. If I’m not satisfied, I’ll give you a proper spanking with that hairbrush.”

Emily sobbed as she faced the corner. Her bottom was so sore and she was desperate to rub. She couldn’t bear the thought of another spanking, but she’d already told Daniel the truth and he hadn’t believed her. Why would he believe her when she again tried to explain her behaviour?

Ten minutes later Emily was relieved when Daniel guided her from the corner, sat down on his bed and then sat her down on his lap. As he wrapped his arms around her and gently kissed her head, she clung to him desperately. Her bottom hurt, but she was pleased he’d dealt with her. She felt much less guilty. Lifting her head, she was pleased to see that he was smiling at her.

“Are you OK?”

Emily nodded. “I really am so sorry, but I’ve told you the truth. I went to London in search of the ideal spanker and I found a series of disappointments. I also put myself in danger but fortunately managed to get away from a potentially bad situation.”

Daniel’s eyes widened as she explained. “You obviously didn’t learn your lesson if you’ve gone on to invite a stranger into my home. If I’d known you then I would have spanked you until you couldn’t sit down. You certainly wouldn’t have considered doing that again.”

Emily clung tightly to him. “I’m so sorry Sir. I tried to stop wanting to be spanked, but it just wouldn’t go away.”

Daniel smiled and nodded understandingly. He knew how hard it was to fight the urge to spank her. No matter how many times he convinced himself it was wrong, every time he saw her firm bottom encased in tight jeans, he had an urge to turn her across his knee and spank her bottom before making love to her. He knew the urge must be just as hard for her to ignore.

“I tried to forget about spanking, but eventually I couldn’t resist any longer and I went back onto the spanking chat rooms and internet forums. I thought just talking about it might be enough, but it wasn’t long before I was desperate to experience the thrill of a real spanking again.”

“Did you find my spanking thrilling?”

Emily blushed and shook her head. “It hurt. I’ve never been spanked that hard before.”

Daniel nodded. “Good. It was a punishment spanking and they’re supposed to hurt.” He decided to take things a step further. “Now I need to see your laptop so that I can find out what you’ve been up to while I’ve been out working. I want access to the spanking forums you use and your email account.”

Emily nodded submissively. It was bad enough that he’d made her talk about her spanking fetish, but knowing that he was going to read her fantasies that mainly revolved around him filled her with dread. She reluctantly climbed off his lap and led him down to the living room where she logged onto the computer and opened first her email account and then the spanking forum.

She pointed out the emails that were from the men she’d arranged to meet and she blushed as he read the details of the spankings they promised they’d deliver to her bare bottom.

“You will email these men later and tell them you apologise for wasting their time but you will not be meeting them. Do you understand?”

Emily nodded. “I’m really sorry Sir.”

Daniel then went onto the spanking forum and read through her posts, where she talked about the massive crush she had on her new boss, how he’d given her one single spank the night she’d arrived but he’d obviously thought she was so jetlagged that she hadn’t remembered it, and how badly she wanted him to spank her properly. Daniel looked at her and smiled. He couldn’t believe she was well aware that he’d given her a spank but hadn’t mentioned it the next day, and he was really flattered that she claimed to be so attracted to him.

Emily cringed and tears rolled down her cheeks as he read the posts where she’d told her friends how she was going to meet a couple of men who would spank her this week while Daniel was away at work. She’d cheekily suggested that if Daniel wasn’t man enough to spank her, she’d find someone who was.

“Do you still think I’m not man enough to spank you, young lady?” Daniel asked, as he pulled her into a sitting position on his lap.

Emily shook her head. “No Sir. I’m so sorry.”

Daniel nodded. “Not as sorry as you’re going to be. Go and get dressed. We’re going shopping.”

Emily jumped up and ran upstairs, quickly dressing and wincing as she pulled her tight jeans over her sore bottom. She could barely believe that Daniel had spanked her so hard, but despite the pain she was desperate to touch herself. She was so turned on by Daniel’s display of dominance and if he didn’t still seem angry she would have definitely tried to seduce him.

As they got into his car, Daniel turned to face her. “Emily, you have greatly betrayed my trust in you, but I care about you and I want you to keep working for me. Do you still want to work for me?”

Emily nodded enthusiastically. “I want to work for you more than anything Sir. Please forgive me.”

“Very well,” Daniel nodded, “I do forgive you, but you will need to be disciplined for your behaviour.”

“But you’ve already spanked me.”

Daniel shook his head. “You were spanked for bringing that man into my home. From what you’ve shown me on your laptop, you intended to invite at least two other men into my home this week. This wasn’t just a one-time mistake; it was much, much worse than that. I gave you that laptop to do college work, not to go on spanking websites and pick up strange men. Do you agree you need to be punished, Emily?”

Emily nodded. She had betrayed his trust and she felt really guilty. She would do anything to regain his trust. Although her bottom was still sore, and she fervently wished she could avoid another hard spanking, something deep within her was overjoyed that this man cared about her enough to provide her with the discipline she had needed for years, and that she was going to face the consequences for her extremely poor choices over the last few days. The pain of a sore bottom, even a really, really sore bottom, would fade with time, but if, as she dared hope, she had found the man who would truly take her in hand… that happiness could last a lifetime.

“Very well, let’s go shopping,” he stated, before starting the car engine and heading towards the local Super Wal-Mart.

Emily was very quiet and subdued as they drove towards the large department store. She often enjoyed shopping, even at Wal-Mart, but she had a feeling that today’s shopping trip was not going to be pleasurable. She was nervous and apprehensive about their trip and as they get closer, she finally broke the uncomfortable silence.

“What are we going to Wal-Mart for?” she asked, almost whispering the question.

Daniel glanced across at her. “I think you’ll agree you’ve been an extremely naughty young lady. I need to pick up a few things to use during your discipline.”

Emily blushed and looked out of the window, not daring to ask what they were going to buy. She found out soon enough though as he led her through Wal-Mart and selected a wooden ruler, which he handed to her. “I want you to think about what that will feel like on your bare bottom, young lady.”

Emily’s cheeks flushed scarlet as she glanced around, hoping nobody had heard Daniel’s threat. She swallowed nervously as she clutched the ruler and followed him around the store, desperately trying not to think about what he would be doing with it later.

“Ah, this will be perfect,” he announced, turning to face Emily with a wooden spoon in his hand, which he cracked against the palm of his other hand. Emily flinched and looked at the small bowl at the end of the long handle, hoping its size might mean there would be less of a sting, but she seriously doubted that would be the case. Her hands trembled as she accepted the wooden spoon from him and followed him.

As they approached the leather belts, she closed her eyes and prayed he wasn’t going to take a belt to her bottom, but when she opened her eyes and he was holding a black leather belt out towards her, she nervously took it from him and shuddered as she looked at the wide strip of leather that would soon be cracking down on her unprotected behind. She hoped she could be brave.

Finally Daniel led her into the fresh produce section and she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he must be picking up some groceries for dinner. To her complete horror, he selected several pieces of ginger root, pointing out to Emily that they were a perfect size and shape to be used in her naughty bottom. Emily was blushing bright red as he guided her to the till with their purchases. She was relieved when the cashier put them into a bag, but her relief was short lived when they got into the car and Daniel took the items out of the bag and made her hold them on her lap.

“You can think about how you’re going to be punished very shortly. Look at each of those items and try to imagine what’s about to happen to your naughty bottom. I am
very
disappointed in you, young lady, and you’re about to find out just how disappointed I am.”

Emily found the journey home very unpleasant. Her eyes were constantly scanning the objects in her lap and lingering over the ginger. Surely he wouldn’t really do that to her. She cringed as she recalled the thread on the spanking forum where someone had posted about Victorian punishments and she’d admitted she’d love to be punished in such a manner. What had she been thinking? She hadn’t said anything specific, but as the previous poster had mentioned having a peeled ginger root pushed into her bottom before being spanked, it was quite obvious what Emily had been referring to.