"Get in the house!" Tim hissed through clenched teeth, pointing a trembling finger through the door.
Head bowed, Anna tip toed inside, kicking off her pink, sparkly Tom's at the door. Tim swiftly slammed the door shut and locked it. Taking her arm tightly in his hand, he made his way to the couch and wordlessly tugged on Anna's arm, forcing her to plop squarley into his lap.
Her jeans were snug, too snug.
"Can't we talk about this!" she pleaded and with a hardy smack in response she yelped and pouted.
"Ouchhh!" Anna winced as the sting penetrated through her jeans, under her panties to her smooth, bubble ass.
"You know better than to throw a fit in the store Anna! *SMACK,SMACK* Stomping your foot, raising your voice at ME!"
*SMACK SMACK SMACK*
Anna whimperd and started squirming as the heat in her seat grew.
"All because I would not buy you the new Ipad mini!"
"...but I, I, I, wanted it! It's not like you don't have the money!" Anna rationalized in a half pout half pained voice.
Tim laid down the next five swats extra hard.
"HUSH! When I want an anwser out of you I will ask, is that clear?" *SMACK SMACK*
"...ahh err yes Sir!"
"You already have an Ipad Anna Marie, I bought you one when the first version came out!" *SMACK SMACK SMACK*
"Stand up." Tim ordered in a no nonsense tone. Anna pushed herself up and darted a hand to her backside to knead some of the sting out.
"Drop the hands miss, and kiss your jeans good bye." and with a violent tug, her previously tight denim were loose around her ankles.
Taking her hands in his, he squeezed firmly. "Yes, I am fortunate enough to have the kind of money to buy you those kinds of toys, or those new purses or those new shoes...but I had to work hard to earn that money.I had to sacrifice alot of time to earn my success." Tim continued lecturing as he guided her back over his knees. "I blame myself for spoiling you the way I do. Nothing is just going to be handed to you Anna, you are better than that. That tantrum you threw in Best Buy today taught me a little lesson as well...." He paused to roll his sleeves to his elbow and brung his hand down solidly on Anna's unexpecting cheeks.
"From now on, you will work for the extra things you desire, just like I have to. The brat I saw stomping and shouting in the store today was not my sweet Anna girl that I know and love,I never want to see that ever again, is that understood?" *SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK*
"Yes sir!" she kicked and squealed as his hand came down over and over again, his hand burning into her tender pink flesh, which soon turned a bright shade of red.
He stopped after reaching the desired color of cherry red and stood her up. To his surprise her cheeks were completely dry, not even one tear had been shed. Anna was a sensitive girl, she almost always cried during a spanking. Instead her normally soft, honey brown eyes burned with passion...desire...lust.
Tim couldn't ignore the growing tightness in his pants. It was out of character for her to be aroused by a spanking, a punishment spanking.
She dropped to her knees in front of him and rubbed the tender insides of Tim's thighs, staring deep into his wide eyes. Rubbing the top of her head all over his knees like an attention seeking kitty. Tim storked her head softly.
"That's a good pet."
Anna smirked and fixed her attention on his zipper, pulling it down slowly, giggling softly. Peeling the denim away from her prize, she nuzzled his erection and planted a gentle kiss on his tight boxer briefs.
With a giggle, she sprung up.
With an amused expression on her face, "Now, now Mr. Greene, we have to work for the extra things we desire."
And with a flip of her hair she strutted to their bedroom.
"Oh you little TEASE!" with a swift drop of his pants he bolted after her, scooped her up, threw her on the bed and slammed the door...