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  Taken in Hand:

  A Domestic Discipline and Spanking Anthology

  By Lola Starr

  Copyright © 2016 Lola Starr

  All rights reserved.

  Table of Contents

  What She Needs

  Subdued

  Love, Honor, and Obey

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  In Need of Spanking

  What She Needs

  Samantha stood in the corner with her pants pulled down around her knees, awaiting her punishment. David had sounded exceptionally upset over the phone and had ordered corner-time until he arrived home. She was so disappointed at herself for allowing this to happen. All she had done was try to help out her sister, but everything had blown up in her face.

  Samantha and her sister, Sally, had been raised in a strict Christian household, expected to be submissive and obedient to their father and ultimately their husbands. When they’d finished high school, their father and church elders began looking into marriage for both girls. Their pastor suggested a man named Nathan for Sally, and David as a good match for Samantha. Both men were in their 30s, well established in their careers, and trustworthy members of the community. After a period of courtship lasting several months, everyone felt satisfied that the arrangements were good ones. The marriages took place within a few weeks of each other, and the two sisters left home to start their own families.

  Consistent with their upbringing, the new wives were submissive to their husbands, and their husbands were firm heads of the household who expected complete respect and obedience. However, when Nathan had forbidden Sally from going on a casino trip with a group of friends from high school, Sally proceeded to sneak off without him knowing. Naturally, she turned to her sister Samantha for help.

  Samantha was reluctant to get involved at first. Sally had always had a rebellious streak that frequently resulted in her being spanked for disobedience and Samantha being spanked for lying to cover for her. Despite this, Sally had a knack for convincing Samantha to help her, mostly due to Samantha’s fear that Sally would end up in far worse trouble without her assistance. Their parents had learned to watch out for the girls’ shenanigans, but their husbands had not. At least, not yet.

  Sally made up a story about going to visit a cousin of theirs, who’d just moved to a nearby city and needed some help setting up her apartment. Samantha backed up her story, saying that they’d been out of contact with this cousin for some years, and this would be a great opportunity to mend fences with her. Sally got Nathan’s permission to go help this imaginary cousin with the apartment, while Samantha remained at home, on edge about whether they’d be found out. Sally made it back home without incident, and it seemed like they’d pulled it off successfully. Until today.

  Earlier that day, David had called her father regarding a separate issue and had brought up the alleged strained relationship, wondering if it would help to invite this cousin down for a nice family dinner. Upon learning that the girls had concocted this cousin out of thin air, he called Samantha, demanding to know what was going on. Already feeling guilty about having told her husband a lie, she spilled the entire story. David was so angry that she could almost feel it through the phone. He ordered Samantha to wait for him in the corner until he arrived home from work. In the meantime, he would call Nathan to inform him of what had been going on. Now both sisters were about to receive their first spankings as married women.

  When she heard David's car pull up in the driveway, her heart stopped. The moment of truth. She knew she could expect a spanking, but she wasn't sure how severe it would be or what else David might include as part of her discipline. She heard him come in the door, and it seemed like an eternity before he spoke.

  "Samantha, pull up your pants and come here.”

  She complied in silence, joining him on the sofa. His face looked so stern, she hardly recognized him. She wanted to throw herself in his arms and beg forgiveness, but knew she needed to remain where she was and submit to his judgment regarding punishment.

  “I don’t have words for how upset I am, Samantha. You’re not a child anymore; neither is your sister. Your first responsibility now is to me as your husband, and you have no right to deceive me under my own roof. You will never again undermine our marriage for someone else’s benefit, is that understood?”

  She nodded tearfully, unable to look at him as he spoke. It was heartbreaking to hear his disappointment.

  “Nathan is beside himself. The amount of betrayal he’s feeling...You are partly responsible for that! How am I supposed to face my own brother-in-law with the knowledge that my wife has no respect for his marriage or his feelings?”

  Samantha began to sob softly. This was nothing like being scolded by her parents. Had she done so much damage that their marriage would not survive?

  “I expect my wife to behave with a certain type of conduct towards others. You have failed to do that. I had hoped it would never come to this, but I am going to have to give you a good, hard spanking to teach you a lesson. Go upstairs to our bedroom and wait for me. I want you bent over the bed with your bottom up and ready to be spanked!”

  Samantha glanced at him briefly as she walked past him. The severe expression on his face made her both sad and apprehensive about what was in store for her. She headed upstairs and leaned her upper body over the bed, her feet on the floor and her bottom up. Since he had given no instructions about whether to pull down her pants again, she left them up. Being in this position was having an odd effect on her. As she pondered her upcoming punishment, she felt twinges of arousal, which stunned her. She had never associated spanking with anything sexual before, but the thought of a spanking from David was strangely titillating. It made her feel even more ashamed of herself and she tried to put those thoughts out of her mind. After several minutes David came in the room, closed the door behind him, and sat down next to her on the bed.

  "Let's go over what you've done wrong before I begin," he said.

  "I lied to you and violated your trust," she responded.

  "What else?"

  "I hurt Sally and Nathan’s marriage and embarrassed you in front of him.”

  "Do you understand why you need to be punished for this?"

  “Yes, I understand.” But please don’t go through with it!

  He stood up and went to the closet. He returned with the thick leather belt and sat on the edge of the bed next to her. He pulled her legs across his lap and tucked them under his right leg with her bottom propped up on his left leg. This is gonna hurt.

  "I'll begin with your pants on," he stated matter-of-factly.

  With a powerful swing of his arm, he brought the leather strap against her bottom. She winced and gripped the comforter. A series of relentless strokes followed, making her squirm as the heat in her bottom increased with each swing of the belt. He held her in place firmly with his left arm as he spanked her with his right. Tears began to well up in her eyes, as much from shame as from the pain. Her arousal had only increased with the sting of the belt, and she was embarrassed by her own perverse thoughts. After a couple dozen strokes, he paused and reached around to unbutton her pants.

  “I’m going to spank your bare bottom now,” he said as he tugged her pants and underwear down to her knees, causing a warm tingle between her legs as the cool air hit her flesh. “It’s going to be hard enough to leave you sore for a few days, so you’ll have more time to reflect on what you’ve done. If you pull away from me or try to stop me, I’ll consider that an act of defiance and add more licks as punishment. Is that clear?”

  “Yes,” she said softly before taking a deep breath to brace herself.

  He sw
ung the belt, and she yelped as it struck her already-stinging bottom. Each stroke was just as hard as it had been with her pants on, but he paused between strokes now to let a sense of dread build up. Tears began to roll down her cheeks, and soon she was sobbing with her face buried in the comforter. She imagined how her bottom must look to him and once again found herself tingling with arousal at the thought of it. It hurt terribly but she was determined not to defy him by covering up with her hands or squirming away, and to boost her endurance, she enjoyed the feeling that had come over her rather than trying to fight it. He was spanking her thoroughly; all across her bottom, paying extra attention to her sit spots, and down her thighs. Her flesh was on fire now, and she wailed loudly at each stroke.

  When he was satisfied that he had covered every inch of her bottom, he finally relented and set down the belt. She remained in place on his lap, sobbing with her scarlet red bottom stuck up in the air. He left her there for a couple of minutes, allowing her to feel the shame of having been punished. If he only knew the real source of my shame right now. She hoped he hadn’t noticed the wetness that had collected between her thighs. Once her sobbing had subsided enough for her to talk, he lifted her up and cradled her in his lap.

  “What on earth possessed you to tell a lie like that?” he asked her, wiping her face dry with his sleeve.

  “Sally really wanted to go on that casino trip, and Nathan wouldn’t let her. I was just trying to help.”

  “Except now she’s got a trip across Nathan’s knee to look forward to, plus whatever else he decides to discipline her with,” David said bluntly. “Nathan’s been hurt by the lies you two told, and he has to worry about how much he can trust his own wife. How has that helped at all?”

  “I didn’t mean for him to get hurt,” she protested, feeling even worse. “I couldn’t talk her out of sneaking off and thought she’d get in worse trouble if I didn’t help.”

  “Well, do you see now why it’s better to avoid lying in the first place? However bad you feel, I assure you that what Sally has in store is much, much worse. Nathan also wanted me to tell you that she’s not allowed any phone or computer for the weekend, so don’t expect to commiserate with her either. On Monday, the two of us are going to further discuss what type of restrictions you girls need to keep from getting into more trouble.”

  She felt bad for Sally, but this whole mess hadn’t just gotten them in trouble. It hurt their husbands, and facing David’s disappointment was nothing like it was with their parents. She realized how important it was not to let Sally manipulate her into behaving like they did growing up. She’d put David and their marriage first from now on. She leaned her head against his chest, listening to his breath and heartbeat as he gently rubbed her bottom to soothe it. This is definitely different -and better- than discipline back home. After all the tension of the past few weeks, she was relieved to have gotten it all off her chest and even more relieved to see that David’s love for her hadn’t been destroyed.

  “I’m sorry I lied to you, David,” she said softly.

  “I know you are, baby” he said, kissing her forehead. “That’s why I know you’ll understand why I’m sending you to bed early, without supper. Get changed and lie down. No getting up unless you need to use the restroom. I’ll be up later.”

  Samantha suppressed a groan as she stood up and watched him leave the room. She wished he had stayed with her longer, but it was pretty early, and it was understandable that he wasn’t ready to turn in for the night. She changed into a gown, then climbed onto the bed and propped herself up on her stomach. There was no way she was going to sleep on her back that night, unless she wanted to wake up howling in pain.

  Now alone in with her thoughts, she tried to understand the feelings that her punishment had brought about. She wondered if it was normal for wives to feel this way, but she couldn’t imagine it. What kind of person gets turned on by a spanking? It had certainly helped her get through it, though, and she was thankful for that, as embarrassed as she was otherwise. The sun was setting and the room darkened more quickly than she had expected. The spanking David had given her had exhausted her physically and emotionally, and before she knew it, she had dozed off into a peaceful sleep.

  The next morning, she was awakened by the sun shining through the window. She glanced at the alarm clock and saw it was just before 6 am. David was sound asleep next to her. Her bottom still stung, and she had to move carefully as she got up from bed. Since it would likely be a while before David woke up, she figured she’d shower and get dressed, then make a nice breakfast for them to enjoy. It felt good to finally rinse off the dried sweat she’d worked up during her spanking the night before, and the cool water was soothing on her tender skin. After applying some ointment, she carefully pulled on some panties and lightweight dress that wouldn’t rub painfully on her thighs. She didn’t want to use the hairdryer while David was still trying to sleep, so she just pulled her hair back into a ponytail and crept out of the bedroom.

  The kitchen showed no sign of David’s dinner, whatever that had been. He must have either gone out to eat or cleaned up after cooking for himself last night. Both possibilities made her feel bad. He wasn’t a bachelor anymore and shouldn’t have to manage like one. I’ll make it up to him with a nice breakfast. She dug through the cabinets and fridge to see what she had available to cook with. Nearly an hour later, she’d prepared a hearty breakfast and decided to see if he was stirring yet. When she opened the bedroom door, he awoke from a light sleep and she walked over to his side of the bed.

  “Good morning, honey,” she said, leaning over to give him a kiss. “Breakfast is all ready for you. Pancakes, biscuits, sausage gravy, and I’ll fry up an omelet as soon as you’re ready to eat.”

  “Sounds delicious,” he said, stretching his arms wide and then running his hand through his hair. “Let me hop in the shower real quick, then we can eat.”

  He climbed out of bed and stretched once more before disappearing into the bathroom. She returned to the kitchen to set the table and have everything ready for him. He came down to join her a few minutes later, and her heart leapt when she saw him. He was a handsome man who always looked good to her, but she found him especially attractive when he was dressed casually for a day off from work. His hair was slicked back, still wet from his shower, and he had foregone shaving, leaving his face stubbly. He wore a slim-fitting t-shirt that accentuated his strong shoulders and arms, and his jeans did the same for his flat, firm stomach. He gave her a kiss before sitting down in front of the mug of coffee she fixed for him.

  “What do you want on your omelet?” she asked as she piled pancakes onto a plate and set it before him.

  “Don’t worry about it. Have a seat and eat with me.”

  He gave a slight chuckle at the sight of her awkward attempt to sit down. The chairs were cushioned but that didn’t help her very much, and it took her a moment to get situated. Her discomfort brought Sally to mind, and she wondered how her sister was holding up.

  “Could you give Nathan a call and make sure Sally’s alright?” she asked David hesitantly.

  “I’m sure she’s fine. She and Nathan need some space to sort things out for themselves. Anyway, you’ll see her tomorrow at church.”

  Feeling chastened, she dropped the subject and started eating. The food tasted especially delicious after having gone without supper the night before. David seemed to be enjoying it too, which made her feel good. She wanted to reinforce to him that she would do her best to be a good wife.

  Growing up, she and her friends had always wondered how couples handled discipline, and whether there was bitterness afterwards, similar to the way they felt being punished as children. There never appeared to be any hostility between her parents, despite Samantha being fairly certain that her mother must have been punished at some point in their marriage. Now she had a greater idea of how discipline could strengthen a marriage rather than harm it. She was proud of herself for having submitted to David’s au
thority, accepted her punishment, and not come out of it hating him. Even more importantly, he didn’t seem like he was holding any grudges toward her for what she’d done.

  Throughout the day, she took special care to keep everything neat and tidy around the house. When he headed out to the gym to work out, she made sure there was a freshly made protein smoothie waiting for him when he got home. He noticed her behavior, and at dinner he commented on how much he appreciated the effort she was making. He even insisted on helping her clean up after dinner and suggested going for a walk together afterwards.

  Clasping his hand tightly, they strolled through the neighborhood which was filled with people outside to enjoy the nice evening. It was close to sunset and cool enough to be pleasant but not uncomfortable. They stopped at the playground to sit on the bench and watch the sun going down as kids ran all around them. As she watched the scene in front of them with David’s arm holding her close to him, she began to wonder how long it would be before they had their own kids. She couldn’t wait to have children. Sally always insisted she was in no hurry to take on that responsibility, but Samantha loved kids and was eager to become a mother. She hoped it would happen soon.

  Once it was dark and the playground had cleared out, they returned home. His arm remained nestled on her shoulders as they walked, and he occasionally stole kisses along the way. The moment they were inside the house, he pulled her against his muscular chest, kissing her deeply. She clung to him, returning his kisses with equal passion. Neither of them wanted to let go of the other. He lifted her off her feet and carried her up the stairs to their bedroom, where they began pulling off each other’s clothing as fast as they could.

  With his lips and tongue tasting her neck, he guided her down onto the bed. Moving down her chest, he kissed around the swell of her breasts and flicked her hardened pink nipples with his tongue. She clutched his head as he opened his mouth to suck on them, moving from side to side to give them equal attention. He squeezed her breast with one hand and placed the other between her legs. Soon his fingers were covered in her wetness. He rubbed her clit deftly, making her writhe with pleasure. She had known very little about sex when they’d first married and was unsure if other women experienced what she did in bed. All she knew was that he seemed to know her body as well as his own, and she loved his touch. He continued to play with her breasts while rubbing her clit, and soon she was ready to explode. Her back arched, and she cried out in ecstasy as waves of pleasure swept through her body.