Ophelia sighed, that makes five applications. Her living room was covered in papers, she looked at her laptop…. She missed lunch…. She was supposed to meet Olly… She was gonna get an earful for that. This was not the first time either…. She forgot to eat yesterday… She had been fine turning the outline for her research for application submissions. Time just kept getting away from her. But missing lunch with Olly, which meant he would be by to check on her. She would have to be honest with him. Lying is not the best thing to do to the man you spanks you every Sunday. She began picking up the papers she could clean up a little bit before he checked on her this evening.
The stern knock on her sent her stomach twisting. Olly was not here? There was no way… she checked the time again. He had a lecture in an hour. Oh shoot that was a long enough time to check on her. The knock repeated. She shouldn't keep him waiting. She almost leaped down her hallway trying to get there as fast as possible. There was a third knock. She might be in danger of getting a spanking now. She opened the door to see a very stern Olly. His arms already crossed over his chest.
"Olly…" She stared. He held up a hand and stepped into her apartment and closed the door. Ophelia was nervous now. Would he spank her for missing lunch? It was rude, she guessed. "I lost track of the time. I was working on my applications. I am so sorry." She hoped he would accept the apology.
"Ophelia," He began. "I am a little upset with you." Ophelia bowed her head in shame. "I do not like being stood up young lady. I understand you've been getting applications ready but you have other responsibilities than just school right now." She nodded again. "This will not happen again, understand." He lifted her chin so their eyes met.
"Yes Olly, I am very sorry." She voiced again, feeling genuinely horrible for missing it. She never had that before. "But…."
"But?" He asked.
"I may have been bad… and"
"Rephase please." Ophelia blinked in confusion at him. "You are not bad, you can be naughty." He teased. "So rephrase, please"
"I wasn't the best at taking care of myself the last few days." She admitted. "I think I may need a sterner spanking this week. I not only missed lunch… but I haven't eaten since Tuesday evening…"
"Ophelia it's Thursday." That tone grew stronger. "That is unacceptable young lady. You get your butt into the kitchen and make something this instant." He pointed in the direction to make this point. "Yes, I believe you will need stricter punishment this weekend, please come earlier than normal so we can discuss this. I want you to write another list of possible repercussions for yourself as well."
"Yes Olly." She said trying to hurry past him, he gave her five stern swats as she passed by. "Ow.."
"That is for standing me up."
The Sunday afternoon was warm, Ophelia was enjoying the breeze. She felt like was walking to her execution. She fiddled with the list in her pocket, she couldn't believe he was making her write another one. She was going to have to pick too. It was Olly go to, having her choose her own punishments. He made sure she finished her lunch before going to his lecture. She felt so small as he watched her eat, like a toddler who couldn't be trusted. He told her any more missed meals and he would come and feed her himself. She dragged her feet up the cobblestone walkway. She quickly knocked and held her breath.
She was greeted by Gen's warm smile. The older woman had put her arm around her leading her to the living room. Olly and a tea service were waiting for them. He patted the couch next to him. She took the offered seat, and Gen sat on the other side. She did know if she liked this or not.
"Alright Lia, let's hear this list."
"You want me to read out loud." She asked sightly higher pitched than normal.
"Yes," He said, patting her shoulder.
"Well.. I could have to to send a picture of what I was eating by a certain time." She voiced. She really hated that idea. She really did. "Being fed a meal like a toddler.." She muttered into her tea cup ."Getting extra spanks with an implement." She shifted slightly at the idea.
"Alright, do you want to talk through all of them or do you have one you prefer?" Gen asked.
"I would prefer extra spanks." She muttered.
"Alright." Olly said. "How about you sit in the corner while we see what implements we can find." Ophelia noticed the chair waiting for her. She sighed but went to sit in the chair. She did need to be better. Not eating was not okay, she knew that. Her shoulder slumped and she bowed her head. She was a little nervous about what Olly might find. The man was creative… and with Gen helping. She could be sore for a while. Fifteen minutes went by and she was called out of the corner. Now on the coffee table were three items; brush, a wooden spoon, and a ruler. Panic rose, she took a deep breath.
"You can choose one." Olly explained. "It will always be used for correcting you when you don't do well at eating." She gulped and looked back at the items. The hair brush was wooden but it large surface. It looked like it could hit all of her bottom at once. The ruler was not cheap bamboo ones most people have these days. It was thick and looked a little scary. It seems the spoon would be the best choice. Smaller head and looked lighter than the ruler.
"The spoon." Was the timid response.
"Thematic." Olly said while pulling it off the table. "Now it's early in the evening, but we could get your punishment out of the way or we can wait till the normal time."
"If we do it earlier can help cook dinner?" She asked.
"I think that is also a great way to encourage cooking at home." Gen responded Olly nodded beside her. "I'll start another pot of tea. Poor little Lia is going to need it." Being called little makes her feel strangely good.
Olly returned to the couch and held out his hand to Ophelia. Now placed over Olly's knee Ophelia covered her face. She felt Olly adjust her on his knees. She was really nervous now. She was trying to even out her breath.
"Alright Ophelia," He told her. "Are you ready?"
"Yes Olly." She groaned slightly.
Olly did the first five smacks in rapid succession. Lia whimpered… oh those were harder than normal. This was going to be rough. The next five came just as hard and she let out a small cry. She was extremely aware of each strike on her sit spots.
"Alright, Ophelia I'm sure you noticed I'm being a little harsher this week." He said while pulling down her pants. She could only nod in response. "Next round, little one." He told her, while raising his hand again. She felt Olly hand make contact with her upturned rump. She started flinching at each smack.
"Olly, I'm sorry." She begged. "I won't do it again I promise."
"I know Ophelia, we're just going to make sure you really learn this lesson." He paused to adjust just her.. She realized he was making sure to have a good angle once her underwear came down. She was thankful that it was almost done. She whimpered with each spank from his hand. "Alright Ophelia, now." He began. "It's time. I'm not going to lie, this is not going to be pleasant." He rubbed her back for a second. "I'm going to start now. It's just ten though."
Ophelia felt him lightly tapped the spoon against her hot cheeks. She whimpered and shivered. Olly hushed her and put the spoon to her bottom. She was fully aware when it was pulled away, she heard the swoosh and the impact felt like fire. Her gasp caught in her throat, tears well up in her eyes. That was only the first one. She cried out at each smack made contact. She was openly crying now.
"Last five," He told her kindly. "Almost done." Each swat caused Ophelia holler. Olly hushed her, while rubbing her back. She calmed slightly and Olly righted her clothes. Ophelia hissed as the fabric encased her bottom. Olly helped her up and wrapped her in a tighter hug then normal. He rested his chin on head. She openly sobbed into his chest. He swayed gently with her. He just allowed her to cry. "Lia, you were so brave. I'm really proud of you." Lia look up with tears running down her face. Olly wiped her tears.
"I'm sorry." She cried.
"I know Lia," He stroked her hair and hushed her again. Gen returned with the tea, after placing it on the coffee table she also wrapped Ophelia in a hug. She muttered kind things into her hair.
"That sounded really rough." Ophelia sniffed while rubbing her bottom. "Do you want some tea?" Ophelia nodded quickly. They sat her between them after she had a cup of tea and they each put an arm around her.
"Thank you." Ophelia muttered into her cup.
After Ophelia had calmed they all moved into the kitchen to start dinner. Ophelia sadly was painfully aware of her stern smacking the whole evening.