Welcome to WIP IT UP WEDNESDAY! In honor of Halloween, this scene was written and woven into our WIP, “The Sail of Their Lives”, a domestic discipline/erotic romance/murder mystery laced with age play. Obviously, because it’s a murder mystery, we need to be careful of spoilers. Hope you enjoy!
Halloween was always a favorite holiday in the Bonerati house. Jackie had sentimental memories of the kids dressed in their costumes while her late husband, Joey, spent most of the day creeping around wearing a “Scream” mask trying to scare her. He was quite a joker and had an interesting sense of humor. Those family moments would always remain close to her heart.
After the last piece of candy had been given away to the steady stream of trick-or-treaters in their gated neighborhood, Jackie dragged herself upstairs with heavy feet and stood in the doorway of Daniel’s office.
“I’m really tired, Danny. Do you mind if I turn in early tonight?”
Daniel looked up from his computer screen and smiled. "I’ll tuck you in right after I finish this report for Arnold. Weren’t the kids adorable in their costumes tonight?”
Jackie nodded wearily and headed into their bedroom. She wasn’t sure if it was fatigue or nerves from the investigation, but she was feeling more jittery than usual. After undressing quickly and slipping into a long T-shirt, she washed her face, brushed her teeth and fluffed the pillows before sliding under the covers. Pushing the button on the television remote, she decided to search for a classic Halloween movie. The cable movie channels usually offered something spooky for the holiday, and she fondly remembered watching them with the kids when Joey traveled. Her eyelids were getting heavy, but she kept them open long enough to watch the first scene of her favorite movie, “Psycho” …
The sound of the front door closing startled her. Jackie’s eyes opened wide as she quickly reached out in fear to wake Daniel. As her hand moved over the cool, crisp sheets on the empty space, she realized he never came to bed. Someone was definitely walking around downstairs, and Jackie wondered if Daniel was still in his office. Why didn’t he hear the shuffling beneath them on the hardwood floors? Then it occurred to her that maybe it wasn’t an intruder. Was it possible that Daniel stepped outside for a minute to check something and came back into the house? As Jackie tried to calm herself down, she heard feet ascending the steps. In seconds her rationalization ended, and she quickly flipped over so she wasn’t facing the door. Luckily, there was just enough moonlight shining through the window to prove that she was asleep in bed. Her heart raced as she heard the floorboards creaking. Dear God, someone was walking toward her. Warm breath filled her ear as a hand was slowly placed on her shoulder. Please let it be Daniel, she prayed silently.
“Jackie, it’s me. I’ve come back for you.”
Her eyes shot open and stared out the window in shock.
“I know you aren’t asleep, so stop pretending.” His voice was deep, soft and easily recognizable.
She instantly shook her head and tried to wake herself up. This had to be a dream.
“Turn over and look at me, Jacqueline,” he said in a stern tone as he stooped to her level.
She slowly rolled over and met his eyes. Instead of soft and brown, they were black and fierce. “This is a dream, Joey, you aren’t real.”
“I’ll tell you what’s real. You, my dear, are sleeping in my brother’s bed. How long did you think it would be before I found out what you’re doing?” He cocked his head to the side as his lips formed an angry straight line.
“It’s been five years since you’ve been gone. We thought you died in the explosion…”
His laugh was evil. “I’ve been stalking you for quite a while now. You call this a domestic discipline relationship? He doesn’t really punish you. Not like I did.”
“You’ve been watching us?” she asked incredulously.
“Come on, Jackie. You know I’ve always been a voyeur. Tell me, has he threatened to paddle your beautiful little bottom, yet?”
“But he hasn’t, has he?”
She shook her head nervously.
“Well, I think we need to take care of that,” he said reaching for a couple of pillows on the other side of the bed. “I’m going to find that beautifully crafted paddle he likes to play ball with, while you place that sweet ass of yours over this mountain of fluff.”
Joey’s cock hardened at the sight of her obediently getting into position over the pillows and then went to the closet. In minutes, he was tapping a polished wooden paddle on his palm.
“This is going to do very nicely. It’s a little smaller than the one we have at home, but I’m sure it will send the same message. Now push that round ass up like you’re supposed to.”
As Jackie complied, her long T-shirt was raised just to the bottom of her full, plump cheeks.
Joey landed a crisp crack to one side and then the other. “When have I ever allowed your backside to be covered during a spanking?” he asked while administering another loud smack.
Jackie closed her eyes tight and shrugged.
“Allow me." Seductively, he raised the fabric just above her rosy bottom and sharply popped her right cheek.
Jackie grunted as the polished wood met dead on with her bare bum and clutched the soft comforter in her shaky hands. She tried to scream, but the sound wouldn’t come out of her throat. Instead, she jerked her body in an attempt to escape.
Joey’s wicked laugh returned as he placed a strong hand on the small of her back. “Be still. You know the rules, Jackie. If you try to get up, you will spend an hour in that corner over there with your hands over your head and your sore behind sticking out. Keep nice and quiet for me, little one. You don’t know how much I’ve missed watching this tender, hot ass of yours turn red.”
“Please stop, Joey,” she mouthed with tears in her eyes.
He bent down and whispered in her ear, “Come on now, Jackie, you’re insulting my intelligence. We both know you enjoy a swift spanking, and Danny boy isn’t the disciplinarian I was – or should we say – still am." Joey slipped two fingers into her saturated pussy and gave her sore behind a sharp swat with his other hand. “Look at this, my little slut is soaking wet. You are a bad, bad girl, Cookie.”
How did he know Daniel called her by that name? The next sound she heard was the whoosh of his belt being pulled from the hoops. “I think someone’s ass needs to feel the sting of leather. Do you miss this scent, young lady?” He passed the soft calfskin leather under her nose and dramatically doubled the belt in his hand.
“Help me!” The words finally came out of her mouth loudly as the supple leather was applied again and again to her scarlet, tender bottom.
“Jackie, wake up. Please, wake up!” Daniel continued to shake her shoulders as she screamed and cried. “Jesus, what’s going on?” he asked lifting her up and wrapping his arms around her.
She opened her eyes and focused on his face. As she climbed into his lap, her body finally began to relax.
“What were you dreaming about, Jackie? No more scary movies for you.” He moved her damp bangs and gently kissed her forehead as he turned down the sound of the television. The high-pitched stringed instruments were playing in the background as Janet Leigh was being stabbed to death in the shower.
“Joey was here. I used to hope that he would come back to me, but not like this,” she babbled as he wiped her tears away with his thumbs.
“Shh-shh, you were dreaming. Tell me what happened.” His voice was soft and comforting as he held her close.
“He spanked me with a paddle and then strapped my bare bottom,” she whimpered.
Daniel gently kissed her wet cheek. “Joey used to discipline you all the time, my sassy girl, and you've been known to enjoy a good spanking. Why were you so frightened?”
“It was his eyes.” She paused, tilting her head downward. “He looked evil,” she whispered.
Daniel watched sadly as she hid her face in his broad chest.
“It was just a bad dream, sweetie.”
“Sometimes dreams come true. Maybe I had a premonition.” She barely choked out the words as he rocked her in his arms like a small child.
“That’s an awfully big word for such a little girl.” Unfortunately, she didn’t respond with her usual sly smile. Gently, Daniel pulled her away from his chest. "In our case, I don't think that's possible, Cookie."
Jackie slowly raised her head to meet his eyes. “They never found his body.”
Jackie slowly raised her head to meet his eyes. “They never found his body.”
Thanks so much for coming to see me today! Before you go, please take your time and visit all the other blogs on this hop. You’ll find some great reading on this list! Happy Halloween!! ~ shelly