Disciplined by His Landlady by Lucy Appleby

Author:Lucy Appleby [Appleby, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: LSF Publications
Published: 2016-02-06T00:00:00+00:00

10: The Bastard Hairbrush!

When Stephanie returned to the kitchen she had changed into a short robe, a pretty silk thing with plunging neckline, decorated with big bold red flowers on a black background. But Joe didn't pay too much attention to her robe - no, he saw the expression on her face - the one that meant he was in big trouble - and he also saw that she carried a hefty looking wooden hairbrush.

Oh fuck me, what have I done now? "Um, you look cross," he ventured.

"And why do I look cross?" She scowled at him, her eyes blazing in that way that made him half excited and half fearful.

"Er ... not sure. Could it be something I've done?" He tried to look innocent but he had a nagging feeling he'd somehow messed up. Maybe she'd found the paint splats on her carpet or something. But no, it was far worse than that ...

"You left the toilet seat up. And you splashed the floor with your pee, you filthy, dirty little mongrel."

"Oh. Did I? Ooops. Sorry about that."

"Oh yes, you'll be sorry all right." She pulled out a kitchen chair and sat down on it, patting her lap. "Over you go, Mister. Pants down. It's the hairbrush for you."

Joe looked at the hairbrush and winced. It wasn't the rosewood one, it was bigger and looked much heavier, with a teak finish. It was a yellow-brown wood, a kind of tan coloured. Tan? How very apt, since she's gonna be tanning my poor arse with it. He pulled a face then with a resigned shrug lumbered over her lap.

"What happened to your promise to be obedient? That didn't last very long, did it!"

Stephanie expertly pinioned his legs with her own, making him feel suddenly helpless and defenceless and completely at her mercy. It was scary. But it was kind of delicious at the same time. He was quietly contemplating this dichotomy when the first blow struck. It landed with a hard thud across the centre of his cheeks, and he reacted by opening his mouth and emitting a loud yelp of pain.

"I specifically told you not to forget to lift the seat up..."

CRACK!

"Ow!"

"And I told you to put the seat back down when you were through..."

CRACK! CRACK!

"Arrrgh!

"And I also said no spills on the floor!"

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"Yeoow! Oh man! Owwww!"

"So what did you do?"

CRACK! CRACK!

"Arrghh, that really hurts!"

"You completely disregarded everything I said."

CRACK! CRACK!

Joe howled out his anguish. His fingers balled into fists but his tormentor grabbed his wrists and pinned them to his lower back.

"And you splashed pee all over my nice clean floor!" CRACK! "You disgusting..." CRACK! "Pig!" CRACK!

"Ahhh, sorry, sorry! Oh! Ow! Oh shit, my arse!"

"Stop that silly wailing this minute," said Stephanie.

"But it hurts," wailed Joe. "I mean, it really hurts."

"That's too bad. You should have given some thought to that before you peed all over my bathroom floor."

Oh - that's a bit strong! I didn't pee all over her damned floor. It was just a tiny splash.

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