Hi and welcome back to my blog! In His Firm Hand, Paul Fazio decided that he and Michele should practice some age-play antics on the weekends when she's not working. For a recap of last week's post - Michele canceled her yearly exam with the gynecologist, claiming she had a fever and Paul was not pleased. Since this is a continuation of that scene, if you missed it or need a refresher, you can view it here. Hope you enjoy ;)
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Michele walked into their bedroom and blinked twice. The bed was stripped of the puffy duvet and their colorful sheets were replaced with a brand new, crisp white one. Strategically placed on top of the tightly fitted fabric was a disposable square sheet of blue plastic. Staring in disbelief across the room, their end table that once held her Kindle and a night lamp, now displayed a box of latex gloves and large jar of lubricant with a rectal thermometer sticking out in the middle of it. With her mind reeling, she didn’t hear Paul quietly approach her from behind.
“You can’t be serious.”
He crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes.
“Never mind, I see that you are,” she deadpanned.
After grabbing the flimsy-looking gown, she unbuttoned and slid her jeans down before carefully stepping out of them. Bending over, she made sure her husband had a good view of her bottom and seductively wiggled it before placing her pants on the chair beside the bed.
Paul stood motionless, watching his wife take off her shirt and bra as he patiently waited for her to slip into the light blue gown.
“Where in the hell did you get this stunning shmata? Used Gowns R Us?” Her blue eyes rolled as her hind end felt a cool breeze wafting down from the ceiling fan.
“Turn around, please.”
Michele swiveled and closed her eyes as Paul’s large palm cracked loudly across her soft backside.
“Ouch! What was that for?”
“Maybe I wasn't clear when I asked for all your clothes to come off. Slide. Those. Panties. Down," he said, enunciating each word slowly. "Then you can make yourself comfortable on the bed raising your bottom nice and high for me. I’m going to take your temperature.”
“Jesus,” she growled.
“Excuse me? Do you really think this is a good time for sass, young lady?”
“No, sir,” she mumbled, lowering her panties before getting into the embarrassing position on the bed.
Paul rubbed and patted her backside. “I’m going to tan your hide good and red for canceling your appointment and lying to Dr. Sippora’s receptionist. But that will come later.”
“I can hardly wait,” Michele said facetiously under her breath, raising her ass high in the air before turning her warm cheek onto the covered mattress. She really had more to say, but decided he’d probably heard enough as she watched him walk over to the night table to prepare the thermometer.
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And now for the blurb:
When his twenty-five-year-old wife, Michele, drinks two beers on an empty stomach after an especially frustrating day at work and then drives home more than a little tipsy, Paul Fazio realizes he has to step in before things get out of control. He decides it is time to bring back the rules and consequences that governed their relationship in the past, enforced by his firm hand applied to his beautiful bride’s bare bottom as often as he feels it necessary.
Paul’s stern discipline and loving dominance quickly prove to be just what Michele has been missing, but his plans for her extend well beyond a bright red, sore bottom when her behavior warrants it. What his headstrong young wife needs is not only a devoted husband, but a strict daddy as well.
Soon enough Michele is living the life of a bratty teenager each day when she gets home from work, and Paul is giving her both the hard, bare-bottom spankings and the gentle comfort and reassurance that she needs. But can she ever truly put aside her stress and relax in her daddy’s loving arms, trusting that no matter how much she acts out she will always be his little girl?
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That's it for now! Hope you all have a great week! ~ Shelly
