Readers,
Here’s a fun holiday story written by our very own VBB – he assures me that this is completely a work of fiction. Ahem, I’ll let you decide…
– Dana
“The Thanksgiving Day Football Game”
It all started with a short email, which popped up on my screen during one of my “wasting time” web surfing periods. As I lazily read the subject line of the email, I became excited and quickly sat up. My favorite college team sent me an email offering the opportunity to buy tickets to the Thanksgiving Day game! I could not believe it; I finally had a chance to watch my team play against a school rival. The more I read the email the more excited I became, which ultimately lead to an impulsive decision. I decided that not only did I need to attend the game but I also needed to buy the tickets right then and there. It was simple logic, if I wait to buy the tickets they may be sold out and I would miss going to the game. All I could think of was how disappointed I would be if I missed the game. As I pulled out my wallet something told me I better talk with Ann about this, but she was busy in the kitchen cooking dinner and I did not want to bother her with such a trivial matter as going to a football game on Thanksgiving Day. As I entered my credit card number I stopped and thought to myself maybe I should talk with Ann about this. But I was sure the tickets were being grabbed up as I was thinking and there was probably just a few tickets left so I better act now or it would be too late. What’s the worse that could happen? I mean it’s just a football game played on Thanksgiving I’m sure Ann would understand. So I pushed the button and I became the proud owner of College football tickets! I did feel a bit guilty for not talking to Ann about the tickets but I had plenty of time to tell her, Thanksgiving was still two months away. About a month later Ann began making plans for Thanksgiving. We had not really made any definite plans so I was not concerned about telling her about the tickets just yet. As the days went by I thought I should tell her about the tickets, but you know how things go, people get busy, work late, procrastinate and just plain forget. It was now the week of Thanksgiving, plans were made, friends were invited and everything was set in place. Except, I still had not told Ann about the tickets. There really was no reason to worry, Ann planned on eating around 1:00 and the game did not start until 7:30 so everything was going to work out just fine, or so I thought.
A few days before Thanksgiving I decided it was time to tell Ann about the tickets. As we sat down for dinner I poured her, her favorite glass of Cabernet Sauvignon, I put on some smooth jazz music and we set down for a nice quite dinner. The meal was suburb, the atmosphere was just perfect and everything was going perfectly. As we finished dinner and enjoyed a bit of dessert and cappuccinos I finally gathered up my courage. “Umm Ann, I have something I need to tell you. Umm a really great opportunity come up a while ago, I got an email offering me an opportunity to buy some tickets for the Thanksgiving Day college football game. I know I should have discussed it with you first, but Umm you were busy and I did not want to disturb you. Plus I’m sure the tickets were going fast so I had to act right away. So I went ahead and bought two tickets to the game, I asked Conrad if he would go with me. Its not going to affect Thanksgiving because the game is not until 7:30 and we will have plenty of time to celebrate Thanksgiving during the day.
Ann sat there looking at me, I could not tell by her look if she was angry or not, after a few minutes she said “Well, I guess it is ok for you to go to the game especially since you already have the tickets.” With that, she stood up and started clearing the table. I thought to myself “see there was nothing to worry about, she does not even care that we are going to the game. All that worry was for nothing.” I helped clear the table and helped with the dishes. Nothing else was said about the tickets and I considered the matter over. The next few days were busy as we prepared for Thanksgiving, the menu was planned, groceries were bought, the good china was cleaned, the silverware was polished and the nice tablecloth was brought out. I reminded Ann that Conrad and I were going to the game and we planned on leaving around 5:00. Ann simply responded with “Yes dear I remember.”
Thanksgiving day finally arrived, we woke up early and starting cooking, around 11:00 our friends and family started arriving. Everything was going great, dinner was about ready, our guest had arrived and everything was going smoothly. As Ann was setting the table I come up behind her and gave her a hug reaching around her I whispered, “Ann, you are the greatest, everything seems perfect, you have really out done yourself this year. Thanks for being so understanding about the game this evening; I have always wanted to see these two teams play. You are the best” Ann turned around and gave me a small kiss and said “I know you are excited about the game, I’m sure it will be a game that you will remember for a very long time.” She gave me a wink and walked away. I wondered what she meant by that, but I did not give it another thought.
Dinner was fantastic, the company was great and everyone had a wonderful time talking and laughing. The afternoon went by quickly by 3:30 all our guest had left which I though was a bit strange as Ann liked to socialized well into the evening. Around 4:00 I noticed Ann had disappeared, I was not overly concerned as Conrad was coming over at 5:00 so we could go to the game. I was so excited and could hardly wait. I walked up the stairs and headed to the bedroom so I could get ready for the game. The bedroom door was closed and as I reached out to open the door I noticed it was locked. I found that strange, as the bedroom door is never locked. I gently knocked on the door and after a few moments Ann answered the door dressed in her short black dress the one she only wears when she was going to discipline me. As she opened the door she pointed to the corner and said, “Go ahead and get undressed and stand in the corner.” I protested and said “Ann you know I have to get ready for the game tonight, what’s this all about anyway?” she looked at me and said “you did not think you were going to get away with buying tickets to the game without telling me do you? You really thought going to a football game on Thanksgiving without talking to me first was a good idea? Now get in the corner, we only have an hour to deal with your selfish behavior.”
After 10 minutes in the corner Ann told me to turn around. I noticed lying on the bed was the wooden hairbrush that her mother gave her on our wedding day. Along with the wooden spencer paddle she uses when she really wants to get her point across. “Come over her David” as I walked over to the bed where she was sitting she patted her leg indicating she wanted me to lay across her leg. She liked to have me lay across her right leg as she uses her left leg to lock me in place. This also gave her the ability to control my legs, when she wants my legs to be further apart she just uses her left foot to spread my legs further apart. As I laid across her leg she started to rub my bum, “so you thought you could get away with this little trick of yours, buying football tickets without telling me. Waiting till the last minute to tell me that you were going to the game. Ruining our Thanksgiving plans and not taking my feelings into considerations, you did not even ask me if I wanted to go to the game with you.” I started to answer her, but she slapped me on my bottom and said, “I think you just better keep your mouth shut and take your punishment.”
She picked up her well warn wooden hairbrush and brought it down full force on my right butt cheek. I protested and said, “Aren’t you even going to give me a warm up first?” Her only reply was to give me a few fast whacks on my leg just below my bum. That’s her spot she spanks when she does not like my response, attitude or when I clinch my cheeks. She usually gives me five quick whacks on the same spot to get my attention. Ann knows the first ten minutes of a spanking hurts the worse for me, so she makes it a habit to spank a fresh spot every few minutes that way my bum never gets a chance to get numb. The initial hair brushing stings the worse and if there is anything I dislike the most it is a stinging spankings. Ann continued to move the hairbrush to fresh areas causing the stinging pain to be spread across the whole bum. When she ran out of fresh areas to spank she started on the thighs, which brought a whole new level of pain and stinging. The thighs are more sensitive than my bum and so it takes less to really make the spanking painful and stinging. As my bum quickly turned a light pink to a darker red Ann lifted the hairbrush high and brought it down with more force. As I lay across her leg I closed my eyes tight and tried to clinch my teeth as to some how lessen the pain. But the harder I tried the harder she spanked. Her whole goal was to get me to the point where I finally stopped fighting the spanking and just simply give into my punishment. I finally went limp and let Ann spank me without fighting her. “Awe now we can get down to business, go ahead and stand up”she said. As I stood up she picked up the wooden spencer paddle and pointed to the bed, “get on your hands and knees.”
As I got into position she asked me how much the tickets cost. I knew I did not want to answer that question so I stammered a bit and tried to avoid the question. She lifted the paddle and give it a high forceful swing hitting me square on the bottom. It caught me by surprise and I yelled out, which only caused her to hit me again as she said “don’t yell! You know I don’t like it when you yell like that, now tell me how much were the tickets!” I stammered some more “I umm they were, you see they were really a great deal” She lifted the paddle again and landed another hard stinging blow to my bum. I clichéd me teeth and tried my best to keep from crying out. “How much were the tickets, David! I’m not going to ask again.” With that she started in with quick shots to my upper legs increasing the force of the spanking until I cried out “$100 dollars” You spent $100 for these tickets?” I thought for a moment, “I’d just tell her yes I spent $100 on the tickets.” But then I thought better and answered no they were $100 a piece. “You spent $200 on tickets and never thought that you should ask me about it first, I guess you just though an extra $200 would just magically appear in the Bank. Did you even look at the budget before you bought the tickets?” I meekly answered, “No Ma’am I just figured I would charge it on the credit card and everything would be just fine.” Well, I guess you made a big mistake didn’t you. Looks like you are in for 200 swats plus another 25 for the interest. Now get ready because these are going to be hard and fast.” With that, she started spanking me with the spencer paddle, as she lifted and landed the paddle over and over again on my bum the pain continued to increase. Because they were so fast the pain never really had a chance to go through its full cycle. By the time she stopped at fifty my bum was on fire, the pain cycle was still going through it process and it felt as though it would never reach its climax. Before the pain finished it course Ann started in on another 50. As she started to paddle me again I cried out loud, I could no longer keep my cries to myself. I started to move around a bit trying to control where the paddle lands. This only led to another five painful swats to my upper legs as Ann said, “hold still” As the second set of fifty came to an end, Ann stopped for a minute to allow the pain to catch up before starting again. At this point my bum felt like it was completely one fire, there was not a single inch that did not radiate a burning sensation. As she continued to paddle me I thought to myself “I never should have bought those tickets without asking Ann first”. When she finished with the 150th swat I started begging her to stop, “I promise I will not buy football tickets without asking you first” “I’m sure you wont” she replied. Now hold still we are almost done. By the time she reached 200 I was spent, I had reached my limit, my bum was fully worn out but I still had 25 more to go. She said “these last 25 are going to be slow and hard to help you remember that I don’t like it when you keep secrets from me.” As she raised the paddle she brought it down on my upper legs just below my bum. This caused a whole new level of pain, as the area was still relatively fresh. She landed all 25 swats on the same spot. The pain seemed unbearable as she let each swat go through it complete pain cycle before landing another one. The spanking was so intense that I could no longer wiggle, fight or protest. As she spanked me I had no choice but to fully give into the spanking.
Ann finally stopped; she looked at me and said “You will never again buy something like this without talking to me first, do you understand me?” I looked into her eyes and answered, “Yes Ma’am I will make sure I always talk with you first before I buy any tickets.” “Good I’m glad you understand.” As she walked away I fell on the bed and lay there trying to find some relief from the pain. But there was no relief and I knew I was in for a long painful evening. I knew that throughout the night I would experience wave of stinging pain as I moved about in my seat. I was no longer looking forward to going to the game as much as I had before the spanking
