F/M Spanking Story: ‘A Journey to the Mall’

Readers,


Sometimes really nice things, like earrings and silver dollars, slip through cracks. In this case, somehow an excellent F/M spanking story slipped through the cracks during the holiday season..and I felt compelled to share it with you now, anyway. I think you’ll agree that spanking is the same in every season.
Written by the VBB, the ongoing saga of Ann and David continues:


Enjoy!   – Dana

   “A Journey to the Mall”           

  I glanced at the clock for the hundredth time, it seemed to be stuck on ten after three. Was this day every going to end? The afternoon seemed to drag on and on and on; all I wanted to do was to go home and spend the evening resting in my easy chair and go to bed early. Time slowly passed by as I tried to keep myself busy hoping that somehow time would  pass quickly and I could finally head home. All I could think of was going straight to our bedroom when I got home and crash on the bed. Won’t that be nice no phone calls, no emails, no one sticking their head in and asking stupid questions just a nice soft warm bed to lay on and rest.  Finally, I looked at the clock and saw it was 4:30 P.M it was finally time to head home. I was hoping by some miracle the holiday traffic would not be too bad and I could get home without much difficulty. As I headed towards the highway my hope was crushed as I saw a long line of cars slowly making their way onto the barely moving highway. I sat back in my seat and gave in to the reality that I was in for one long frustrating journey home. Unfortunately getting home in heavy traffic not was the only thing that would go wrong for me that evening.

                When I finally pulled up to the house I gave a massive sigh of relief, I had finally made it home and it only took an extra 45 minutes. I was so happy to be home that as I made my way into the house I yelled out to Ann “Honey I’m home and I am exhausted I’m going straight to bed.” Ann yelled back “Oh I am so glad you made it home, I was afraid you would be stuck in traffic all night.” Go upstairs and change, I want to take a trip to the Grapevine Mall tonight to pick up a new dress for a meeting I have in the morning. We can stop and grab a bite to eat at the Texas Roadhouse after we are done shopping, it will be a fun evening.” I just stood there for a moment, had I heard her right?  Did Ann just tell me she wanted to go shopping tonight and did she really say we would have “fun”? Didn’t she realize the mall is a 45 minute drive in decent traffic? It will be at least an hour and twenty minutes in this holiday traffic. I walked into the study where Ann was working on the computer “Ann, I am really tired I really don’t want to go shopping tonight especially at the mall. What so important that you need to run out and get a new outfit tonight? Why can’t you just wear something that you already have?”  “I have a very important meeting with a new client in the morning and if the meeting goes well, we will make more money with this one account than we will with all the other accounts combined. It is important I look my very best tomorrow.” I looked at Ann and mumbled “I don’t see why you can’t just wear that red dress you have hanging in the closet. You look really nice in it and besides I am really tired and all I want to do is go to bed early. If you really have to go, why don’t you just go by yourself?” She replied “David I really want you to go with me, we will get my dress and then have a nice dinner. I promise you we will have a fun evening, now stop complaining and go change so we can go; it will be nice to spend the evening together.” “I already told you I don’t want to go. I can’t see why we need to go all the way to the Grapevine Mall just to get a stupid dress for some new client that won’t even care what you are wearing.” Ann looked up from the computer “David I suggest you change your attitude right this minute and go up stairs and get ready to go, do you understand me?” I looked at Ann for a moment contemplating whether I should say something else, but the look Ann gave me told me I had better keep my mouth shut. I turned around and promptly walked out of the office mumbling to myself how I was not going to go to the mall. As I headed up to our room I decided I was not going to go. So I kicked off my boots and laid on the bed determined not to be bullied by Ann and forced to go to the Mall.

“What do you think you are doing? Get up right now and get changed. I told you over a half hour ago to get ready and I come up here and find you asleep? I should take you across my knee right now and give you a good spanking with the hairbrush. You are just lucky I don’t have time to give you a good spanking. Now get up and let’s go. I expect you to be in the car in five minutes.” I was angry as I opened the car door; I did not say anything to Ann as I slammed the door. Ann looked over at me and gave me a warning look and said “I hope you don’t plan on having an attitude tonight, you won’t like the result of what will happen if you don’t straighten up.” I gave her a sideways glance and put the car in reverse and backed out of the driveway a bit faster than I should have. Ann just gave me another look and said “I see we are going to have a problem with your attitude tonight.” The traffic was even heavier than I feared. Ann reached over and changed the radio to a station that was playing 24 hour Christmas music. As The song “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas” started playing, a car pulled out in front of me as I tried to change lanes. I started yelling at the driver “yea have a freaking merry little Christmas to you to idiot.”  I looked over at Ann and said “See I told you this was a stupid idea we should have stayed home instead of trying to go to the mall this evening in this mess”. Ann simply looked at me and said with a commanding tone “That’s enough David.” This was Ann’s way of telling me I was about to cross the line and was about to get myself in trouble. I had learned when Ann said, “That’s enough” I had better stop whatever I was doing; otherwise I would face some very unpleasant consequences. Unfortunately, I decided to push her a bit more today and instead of keeping my mouth shut I decided to add another smart comment under my breath. Ann gave me a disbelieving look and just shook her head “Ok I see we need to take care of your attitude.” My stomach jumped just a bit and I thought about apologizing but I was still upset so I kept my mouth shut and sulked rest of the way to the mall.

                When we finally arrived at the mall I was tired and my mood had become even worse. Even though I had stopped making comments I let Ann know how unhappy I was by my attitude. As we exited the car I slammed the car door and headed towards the mall without waiting for Ann. By the time I reached the mall entrance I looked back and saw Ann walking towards me. She had a very determined look on her face which made me feel a bit unsettled. I have seen that look before, usually when I was about to receive a good hard spanking. I waited for her to reach the entrance and as she did I opened the door for her; I gave her a small smile hoping that I could somehow manage to make up for my previous attitude. However, I was soon to find out I had pushed her to far this evening. What I thought was going to be a bad night at the mall would soon turn out to be a very bad night at the mall. Ann walked past me and said coldly as she walked through the door “We need to stop by the restroom before we go shopping.” I rolled my eyes at her and mumbled “of course we do.” That was the last straw. Ann stopped and looked directly in my eyes “David, I don’t understand why you have to be so nasty this evening, all I wanted to do was to spend some time together tonight. I know you do not like coming to the mall especially after you have worked all day and to be honest I would rather be home myself, but this is very important for me. I was hoping we could make the best of this situation. I was planning on getting what I needed and then go out for a nice dinner. But I guess I was expecting too much from you. All I wanted was a little understanding and support from you” I stood there for a moment, thinking about what she said. I did feel bad about my attitude but sometimes I am thick headed and instead of apologizing I said something which I immediately knew was the wrong thing to say. I quickly mumbled “yea right.” I knew instantly that it was the absolutely wrong thing to say. I stood there for a moment trying desperately to think of something to say that could somehow fix what I had just said. Ann’s eyes grew big and her face turned as red as my bottom would soon be. She turned and walked through the door. I don’t think I have ever seen her so mad. I knew at that moment that not only had I crossed the line but I was in more trouble than I had been in a while.

                As we walked towards the women’s restroom, I stopped by the water fountain and was planning on waiting for her. But instead of going into the ladies room she turned and walked towards the family restroom. As she opened the door to the family restroom, she looked back towards me and motioned me over with her index finger. I looked at her for a moment not sure what she wanted or why she was standing in the doorway of the family restroom. I slowly walked over to her and I noticed that she was still very upset; I looked down at the ground and nervously walked up to her. She grabbed my arm and ushered me into the bathroom and closed the door behind us. I heard her lock the door, I was about to learn there is more than one use for the family restroom at the mall. She just stood there for a moment looking at me, I could not tell if she was thinking about what she was going to say or if she was waiting for me to say something. After a few moments I started to say something but Ann cut me off with a stern look. The look was a combination of anger and hurt and I could tell that my attitude this evening had really set her off. She was doing everything she could to maintain her composure. She finally let out a big sigh and said “I don’t know what you were thinking; I guess you thought you could be disrespectful and hurtful this evening and nothing was going to happen. Well I have news for you mister, you thought wrong and you are about to find out what happens when you decide to outright defy me.” With that she placed her handbag on the counter and pulled out the old hairbrush she received as a wedding gift.

She turned towards me and simply said “drop them” I looked at her for a moment wondering if she was serious. I was about to say something to her but I saw the look in her eye and I knew I had better do what she said. So I slowly unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants and hesitantly lowered my pants. Ann stood there looking at me and raised her eyebrow indicating that she was waiting for me to pull my shorts down also. I timidly looked at the floor and slowly tucked my thumbs into the waistband of the shorts and little by little pulled them down. When I had pulled my pants and shorts down to my ankles she pointed to the counter “place you hands on the counter.” I shuffled over to the counter and bent over placing my hands about a shoulder length apart and looked into the mirror. I could see Ann moving to my left side with the hairbrush in her hand. Being the bathroom was a family bathroom she had plenty of room to swing her arm without worrying about hitting anything. I caught a glimpse of Ann’s face in the mirror and I could tell she was very upset. Even though we had only been married a few months I have learned to interpret Ann’s looks and what I saw at that moment told me that I was in for a really hard and painful spanking.

                Ann bent over slightly and patted my right cheek with the hairbrush. I felt the cool wooden back of the hairbrush and a chill went up my spine. I stood there trembling waiting for Ann to apply the first swat with the hairbrush. It seemed like an eternity before Ann brought the hairbrush down on my bottom. I instantly stiffened as I felt the stinging of the hairbrush on the surface of my bottom followed by a slight warming sensation deeper into my flesh. The sound of the hairbrush slamming into my soft bottom ricocheted off the tile walls and the titles amplified the sound as it bounced around the room. As the sound of the swat echoed off the walls it was so loud that I was sure everyone who was walking past could hear it. I looked back at Ann and said “Honey everyone can hear that” the only reply I received were two more hard swats to the same spot where she landed the first one. The echoing sound of the swat and my cries intermixed and bounced around the restroom. I was certain the sound was so loud that someone would start banging on the door wanting to know what was going on in there. I think Ann might have felt the same way as she paused for about thirty seconds. After the sound died down I held my breath for a moment hoping she would not continue. After a few more seconds she let loose with a long string of quick hard and painful swats with the hairbrush. Usually Ann is very focused with her swats choosing just the right place for the hairbrush to land. But this time she just let loose and allowed the hairbrush to land wherever it wanted. She did not give the swats anytime to register at all before she allowed the next swat to land with a sounding smack. Usually Ann is very stern about me moving during a spanking but today she did not seem to care. She just kept spanking me one swat after another. The sound of the relentless swats landing on my bare bottom and my increasingly loud shouts of pain filled the restroom with a strange crescendo of bitter music of wood slapping flesh and my echoing cries of pain. The pain was building so fast that I stopped worrying about whether anyone in the mall could hear what was happening. As the swats were getting harder I started moving around more which was a big mistake, as Ann was not going to slow down at all.  All my moving did was to allow the back of the hairbrush to find new and fresh areas to land their stinging blows. I began crying out loud “I’m sorry Ann, really I am” “What are you sorry about David”  “I am sorry for my bad attitude and for being disrespectful” as I talked Ann increased the intensity of the strokes. “Are you going to change your attitude?” “Yes ma’am” was all I was able to get out as the swats from the hairbrush were landing harder and faster. The stinging from each slap overlapped the previous sting so that my entire bottom felt as though it was on fire. “Please Ann I’m so sorry ….. I will change my behavior, please stop.” Finally Ann brought the stinging blows to an end. My bottom was so red and hot that when I reached back to rub my bum it felt as though I had placed my hand on a hot plate.  I looked into the mirror and saw a few tears forming in the corners of my eyes. As I looked past my reflection in the mirror I saw Ann putting the old wooden hairbrush back into her handbag. She then turned around and said “All right David are you ready to behave yourself now?” I answered “Yes Ma’am, I’m sorry for my attitude and for being disrespectful to you, I didn’t mean to ruin this evening.” “Thank you David, I appreciate your apology, now pull up your pants and let go do what we come here for.   

                The rest of the evening was much better, Ann found a stunning dress for her meeting the following day and we ate a great dinner at the Texas Roadhouse. It was already 9:30 when we headed back to the car to head home and even then the holiday traffic was still bad.  As we slowly inched our way onto the highway Ann gave me a sideway glance.  I smiled at her and said “Isn’t it wonderful that we are able to spend the entire evening together?” An hour later we finally arrived home, as we were walking into the house Ann patted me on my bum and said “See didn’t I tell you we would have fun this evening at the mall?” I turned around and gave Ann a small kiss “Yes honey, we sure did have fun this evening.” Ann smiled as I headed up the stairs carrying her new dress and sporting one red and very tender bottom.

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