Incorrigible

By Lord Coilin

The night at work was an absolute horror. Greeted upon entering with a
"There's probably a bit of prep to do, since we got hit late and didn't have
time to restock.", the night went downhill from there. As the last day cook
left (not staying one moment past their scheduled time off to help us night
crew catch up) I came to a realization that it wasn't just that they didn't
have time to restock, they apparently didn't do squat for the morning prep.
A half dozen things that should have been done before the first lunch order
was taken had apparently never even been looked at, and now it was left up
to me to play catchup.

I sighed in frustration, and proceeded to run my ass off for the next 3
hours trying to make some semblance of order out of the kitchen. One of my
coworkers helped a great deal, covering the line as best as possible without
me so that I could get the work done. My thoughts kept drifting as I
worked, centering upon the sexiest creature I've ever known. My mate, my
heartsong, my loving and willing submissive. Every once in a while, I'd
catch myself smiling as I thought of her, and would have to force myself to
get back to work.

As I finally got caught up, and set to work on the line, cooking for the mad
rush of people that had arrived for the NFL playoff game, I realized I
needed something from the walkin fridge. I left the line momentarily to get
it, and ran into my love on the way. She had just snuck in the back door to
surprise me and was rather surprised herself that she wouldn't have to draw
my attention away from the line.

I stopped in pleased surprise, looking her over quickly. "You know, love,"
I said, smiling wryly as I noticed her stocking-clad legs disappearing into
my own trenchcoat. "If it weren't for the fact that my coat fits you
terribly, I'd say that my coat looks better on you."

She grinned mischievously as her hands opened the coat, revealing that she
wore little more that the coat and the garter belt that held up the
stockings. "Thought you might be able to use something to take your mind
off of work, my Lord," she said, grinning and chuckling.

My eyebrows arched in surprise and I grinned, then grabbed the coat and
pulled it closed. "I can't believe you went out in public like that,
kitten," I said, chuckling softly as I leaned down and kissed her smiling
face. "You realize that I'm going to have to punish you for being such a
wanton little slut, don't you?"

She chuckled softly, returning the kiss with a quick peck on the cheek,
turning around and bouncing out the door. "At least it'll give you
something to look forward to while you're working," she called over her
shoulder as she disappeared into the night, laughing merrily.

I shook my head, chuckling, then mumbled under my breath, "As if I needed
anything more to look forward to than coming home to you." I returned to my
work, and managed to finish my shift without burning any food, in spite of
the erotic images dancing through my head.

After work, I didn't even hang around long enough to have my shift drink.
Thoughts of the night of pleasure that awaited me at home spurred me into
making record time in my walk home. As I walked in the front door, I noticed
that the only lights that seemed lit in the house were the ones in the
bedroom. I quickly hurried into it to find her lying on the bed in the same
clothing, or lack therof, as she had been in for her visit to my work. She
lay upon her back, the fingers of one hand playing with her sex as the the
other toyed with one of her nipples.

"You're late, my Lord," she said, continuing to play with herself, a mock
pout playing across her lips. "I had to start without you."

I grinned evilly as I approached the foot of the bed, chuckling softly.
"Such a wanton little slut you are. Pleasuring yourself without permission,
and you haven't even recieved the punishment for your earlier
transgression."

She smiled playfully as she looked up at me, "I know.... I'm terrible.
Whatever are you to do with me?"

I chuckled evilly, "First off, take your hand out of that hot pussy of
yours. You're not permitted to do that anymore tonight, kitten."

She obeyed immediately, her wry grin still dominating her face. "Yes, my
lord," she said.

"And is this the proper greeting to give me when I return home, slut?" I
asked, frowning down at her.

"No, sir," she replied, rolling over and crawling to the foot of the bed,
looking up at me from all fours. "Welcome home, my lord. I missed you
tonight."

I chuckled softly and smiled as I gazed down at her loving and playful
expression. "As if I couldn't tell that one from the way you surprised me
at work, love," I replied, reaching down to cup her chin gently in my hand.

"But what /am/ I to do with you, kitten?" I continued, the grin on my face
betraying my mirth.

"I don't know, sir," she replied, batting her eyelashes and playing the
innocent coquette to the hilt. "Perhaps you should fuck me until I can't
walk?"

I chuckled at that, then replied, "Perhaps in a bit, kitten. But there's
still the matter of you showing up at my work virtually naked. Don't you
think a spanking is in order?"

"Oh, no, not /that/, " she replied, sounding to my ears exactly how I
imagine Brer Rabbit talking about the Briar Patch. "Anything but a
spanking, my lord."

"Turn that ass around, wench," I said in mock sternness. "Keep up the
protests and you'll only earn more swats."

She shuffled around on the bed, pointing her luscious, naked ass in my
direction. "Please sir, isn't there any other way?" she asked, smiling at
me over her shoulder.

"I warned you, kitten," I said, chuckling. "You're now up to 20 swats.
Keep up the protests, and I may decide to use the paddle."

"Please, sir, not the paddle," she replied, grinning evilly. "I don't know
if my tender ass could stand the paddle."

I chuckled softly as I walked away from the foot of the bed. Digging around
in the closet for a moment, I returned to the bed holding our favorite
paddle. Made of sturdy hardwood, it was pierced through with holes to
decrease the wind resistance, and one side was covered in soft, plush rabbit
fur. Without warning, I cocked it back and landed a sound smack on her
tender ass.

"I did warn you, kitten," I said as she jumped from the sudden impact of the
smooth wood on her lush ass. I then rolled the paddle over and stroked her
ass with the fur, dipping it down to tease her sex with the soft material.

"Yes, sir," she said, moaning softly as the fur brushed briefly over her
clit. "You certainly did. Please, sir, no more? I don't know if my soft
ass can stand it."

I chuckled softly to myself, marvelling at her mood this evening. She sure
knew how to take my mind off a shitty night at work. "I told you, kitten,"
I replied. "No more protests. Keep them up, and I might have to do
something a bit more drastic."

"Please, sir," she said, eyes fluttered closed in pleasure as the fur
continued brushing over her ass. "I don't think I can stand anymore. Let
me make it up to you by servicing you with my mouth, my Lord."

I down with my empty hand, grabbing her by the hair on the back of her head,
pulling her head up sharply. I leaned down and whispered into her ear,
"What makes you think you won't be doing that anyway, slut?" She moaned
softly as I released her hair, her head lowering to the bed.

"Don't say I didn't warn you," I chuckled, as I continued with the spanking,
punctuating each whack of the paddle with soft teasing of her sex with the
fur. Perhaps tonight is the night to bring out the surprise, I thought.

After the tenth whack, I paused. Going back to the closet, I retrieved and
item I'd purchased only recently, and hadn't had the opportunity to use yet.
When I returned to the foot of the bed, she was still there, revelling in
the arousal she was feeling and waiting not-so-patiently for the next blow.

"I picked something up the other day, kitten," I said as I leaned the paddle
against the foot of the bed. "You'll recieve the last half of your
punishment while wearing it."

She frowned slightly in confusion at this statement, her eyes still closed.
She didn't bother to open them to find out what I was referring to, knowing
that she was sure to enjoy whatever it was. After all, we knew each other
that well, and trusted each other that much.

In one hand I held the item, waiting for the proper moment. My empty hand
reached under her raised ass to explore her sex, drawing a soft moan from
her lips. As I knew would be the case, her juices were flowing profusely,
anticipating the fucking she would recieve before the night was through. My
fingers delved into her sex, working up her arousal even further. After a
bit, my fingers moved up to toy with her anus a bit, tickling it gently and
leaving some of her own juices on it. This drew yet another moan of
pleasure from her as I teased that sensitive area, periodically shifting
between it and her sex.

After a bit, her anus was nearly as moist with her own juices as her
dripping sex. A soft whimper and moan of pleasure escaped her lips as my
finger slowly pushed past her sphincter, probing her anus. I thrust my
finger slowly into her anus, stimulating it further and encouraging it to
loosen, all the while drawing soft whimpers from my love as she fought like
mad to resist the urge to push back against my hand. When my hand withdrew,
she seemed disappointed, until I brought my other hand up and placed the
anal plug against her sphincter. Slowly, gently, I pushed the plug into her
anus, until her sphincter closed down around the narrow section, trapping it
in place. I patted the exposed end of the plug with one hand, vibrating it
a bit within her as I bent down to retrieve the paddle.

"I warned you I might do something drastic if you didn't stop the protests,
didn't I?" I said, cocking the paddle back to strike.

"Yes, sir," she replied, her body trembling in anticipation at the thought
of the new sensations that she would feel as the paddle connected with her
ass. "You certainly did."

I chuckled softly before swatting her once more with the paddle, connecting
soundly right across the exposed end of the plug, causing it to jiggle
violently in her ass. She gasped aloud at the unusual sensation, then
moaned loudly when she felt the fur on the paddle begin teasing her clit
once more. "Nine more to go," I said, chuckling softly at her reaction.

By the time I'd administered the tenth swat, we were both so aroused that we
couldn't have resisted each other if we'd wanted to. In a matter of
moments, I removed my clothing and plunged my cock into her sex from behind.
Violently I buried myself to the hilt within her welcoming warmth, my pelvis
pushing the plug a bit further into her ass as I grasped the hair on the
back of her head and pulled her to me.

"Now," I said through teeth clenched in pleasure, "is when I fuck you until
you can't walk, kitten."

She gasped in surprised pleasure at my sudden penetration, then began
thrusting back to meet my pelvis as I pounded into her I knew it wouldn't
take long for either of us to reach climax, after such a long buildup, and I
wasn't disappointed. We achieved orgasm almost simultaneously as the
beginning tremors of her climax set me offand insured that I orgasmed within
her.

A few minutes later, as we cuddled in each other's arms on the bed, and I
stroked my fingers through her hair, I was able to talk once more.

"I hope you've learned your lesson about showing up to my work wearing next
to nothing, kitten," I said.

"Yes, sir," she replied, sighing contentedly against my chest. "I have.
I've learned that it's a sure-fire way to get a great spanking, and one hell
of an orgasm." She looked up at me with eyes full of mischief.

"You're incorrigible," I chuckled, pulling her to me for a passionate kiss.
"What ever am I going to do with you?"

"Well.... "she replied, pausing in thought for a moment. "There's always
your riding crop, or the flogger, or ...."

I laughed aloud and silenced her with a kiss.