I stood in the corner pouting. Fine I had been cranky all day and had called in sick to work because I was out too late partying with my friends. But I am 25 and old enough to party all night if I want to. Ok so I had just told the love of my life to go _f_u_c_k_ himself. Why did Lance have to come in and get on to me about the house being a mess and who gave him the right to slap my bottom just because I refused to clean my room? It is my room; this is why we got a two-bedroom house. I slept in his room with him and I got my own space for my stuff.
So I hung up on him when he called and I refused to answer the phone after that. I have that right I am an adult. Geezzzz now he is calling me too him. Don't I have the right to be in a bad mood?
When I was in reach of him he pulled me onto his lap to cuddle me. It felt nice the way he squeezed me and rubbed my back and head. He did not say a thing he just kept rocking me and gently caressing me.
After awhile he stood me up and striped me then set me back on his lap.
"Honey," Lance said brushing my hair out of my face. "I know that you are tired and do not feel well; but that does not give you the right to be rude to me. Now I told you when you left last night to be back by midnight. You chose to ignore that and then you spend today at home with a hang over being very rude and disrespectful to me. This is not behavior I expect from you. Don't you think that at 25 you should be responsible enough not to go out and get drunk on a work night? Shouldn't you be able to follow simple orders especially when I only ask you to do things that are good for you?"
I looked at the floor. I knew I had been wrong. Lance never worried about curfews or things like that. For the most part I was a homebody and I always stayed home on work nights. I know I need 8 hours of sleep or I am irritable and hard to get along with.
" I am sorry sir." I said looking into his eyes and feeling the tears start to form in my eyes. "I did not mean to worry you last night or hang up on you today."
"I know baby," Lance said kissing me on the forehead. "But speaking to me in that way is just wrong. That languish should not be used between two people that love each other. I was also assured last night that you would be home by midnight you were not, so you lied to me. Last but not least I do not want you to EVER ignore me like you did this afternoon; we need communication that is the key to all relationships. I will not put up with you blocking me out because you do nit like what I have to say. So for the offences you are going to go have your mouth washed out and be spanked then you will go to bed."
"But it is barely 5pm." I whined.
"Enough Cody." Lance said standing up and dragging me to the bathroom. "This is not up for argument. I will not have you acting or talking like you have today. You need rest so you will be going to bed and if you want to continue to argue you can go to bed every night this week at 8pm. How would you like that?"
"That sucks." I said scowling. "I am 25 and to old for this."
"Really," Lance said stopping and looking at me. "It seems if you WERE too old for this I would not be doing. Would an adult talk to another like you have today just because the called and asked how you were doing? Would an adult in an adult relationship tell someone to F-off because they were mad? Would an adult get mad that he needed to clean his computer room? SO Cody if you can show me one instance when you have acted as a responsible adult in the past 24 hours I will stop right now."
I looked down. Why did he have to be so logical all of the time?
"No sir I have not. I am sorry I snapped at you." I said in a small voice.
"I know." Lance sighed hugging me. "You are going to bed at 8pm for a week though. I am sorry Cody but I think that maybe you are trying to tell me that you need me to be stricter. I love you too much little guy to let you get away with hurting your career or yourself. Let's get on with this."
Lance picked up the soap and lathered up. He then placed into my mouth and left me standing there. I hate the taste of soap. I hate not being able to swallow and the humiliation of standing here naked with soap stuffed in my mouth.
" Ok kiddo," Lance said taking the bar and letting me rinse. "That was only ten minutes. Next time it will be fifteen and I will make you brush your teeth with the soap first. Understand young man?"
"Yes sir." I said as I followed him back to the living room.
He stopped to get the wooden spoon.
"Lannnnnccce please......"
"No," Lance said grabbing me and placing me over his knee. "You have been bad tempered all day and I will not put up with the attitude you have."
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"owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww stop I am sorry........owww aren't I allowed owwwwwwwww to be in ouch ouie bad mood owwwwwwwwww."
"Yes love you are." Lance said. " But you are NOT SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK allowed to cuss at me, SMACK SMACK scream like a five year old SMACK SMACK SMACK or throw a tantrum like SMACK SMACK SMACK a child in need of a nap SMACK SMACK SMACK....."
I hate the spoon because it sets fire to those hard to reach places.
"Now Cody baby I am sorry but I am going to be really rough on you about hanging up on me then ignoring me. In a relationship you do NOT cut people out." Lance said this as he pried my poor burning butt open exposing my little hole.
"Nooooooooooooooooo" I wailed but it was too late he was already smacking my poor hole.
Ohhhhhhhhhh the pain.....I hate this more than anything.........I wish I had talked to Lance.....owwwwwwww
When he was done I just laid there sobbing. Lance picked me up and put me in to bed. Then he left me there all alone in my misery. I cried and cried. Finally he came back with a wash cloth and began to wipe my face and then my poor butt. It was stinging like only a spoon can make you sting.
"Shhhhh little half-pint," Lance said as he stroked my back and tried to cool my buns. "I love you. I really do. Cody I know sometimes it is hard for you to act like a total adult and most of the time I love how you attack life with the ethasuim of a boy. However I will never let you act like spoiled boy. I love you wayyyyy for that. You do understand that don't you , love?"
Yes I said as I drifted off. I knew he loved and I also knew he hated having to punish me. When I woke up it was dark out and Lance was watching TV while gently running his fingers through my hair. Some how I had laid my head in his lap as I slept.
"Hey cutie," Lance said when I looked up at him. "Is my big boy hungry?"
I smiled softly and shook my head.
"OK" Lance said smiling at me.
I sat up very carefully (my butt was still stinging) and kissed him. He kissed me back and........well the rest as they say is history..........