Lessons of Love, Part Three

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Tension holding, she heard (or imagined she heard) the woosh of his hand through the air. . . . . . and come through the air it did, only to land softly, bringing no pain, no yelps, no renewed tears. “Leia, this first set to ingrain upon you how much you mean, and how much I love you. Don’t ever forget it.” With that, his hand began to raise and fall with vigor, quickly reducing Leia to a sobbing, squirming mess over his knee. She lost track of the number of swats as the sting began to build, and then, surpassed sting into a steady burn. All of these spanks were concentrated on her sitspot, and he was spanking cheek to cheek. She started to struggle. . . . . . . started, amongst the tears, to try to put her hands in the way, to put her feet in the way. . . . to hinder him in any way. Suddenly, he swung her legs off onto the floor, and trapped them with his right leg. She let out a moan, and fought the leg-lock in earnest. She HATED being pinned. . . . . it brought feelings of helplessness, and complete loss of control. 10 extremely sharp smacks were laid across her thighs, and her cries went up an octave. She hurridly returned her hands to the floor, and relaxed over his knee. “Leia, you will not fight me. You can, but you’ll lose. You’re only making this harder on yourself. If your hands come back again, I’ll pin you completely. Keep them on the floor.” Leia’s tears continued steadily falling. . . . . she was determined to take what she had coming, but the pain. . . . . . . was incomprehensible. Her stomach hit the floor as she realized he had barely started. His swats started falling again, extremely hard, heavy, and slow. Each brought a yelp of pain intermingled with sobs. She gave one final burst of energy, one final shot at freedom. . . . . . . and the machine gun fast volley of swats across her upper thighs took her fight. She went limp over his knee, sobbing her pain and sorrow out to the world. He continued delivering the hard, steady spanks until all tension left her body. As her bawling continued, he pulled her up, and sat her in his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and continued to cry. He allowed her to stay for a couple of minutes, until he heart the cries lessening in intensity, and then, he carried her over to the corner, sat her down, and gave her the hardest swat yet, right in the middle of her bottom. “Leia, think about how much I love you, and how scared I was when I thought I’d lost you.” He then went back over and sat down . . . . . . thinking about his wayword child, and what he was to do with her. Defiance. . . . . . unsafe situations. . . . . . . . drinking. . . . . . . the party. . . . . . sneaking out. . . . . . He shook his head, and his heart nearly broke with the thought of what he had to do. He was still hearing the solid crying coming from the corner, and his love for her bubbled up again. She was leaning against the wall, face against the cool paint, with tears streaming down her face. He sighed as he called her back over. . . .

Part four tomorrow! :-D

*soft thoughts* Here's a ME update. . . . . Last night, for the first time in my life, I laid over someone's knee and absolutely sobbed my guts out. KYOTKGUY and I have become extremely close, and have formed a bond that is nearly surreal. While last night is not the first time I've cried while over his knee, last night was the first time I was able to let go, and fully be in the moment. The first time I was able to be me, without fear. . . . . . the first time in my life I experienced full emotion. It was difficult. . . . . . it was draining. . . . . . it was painful. . . . . . and it has brought us so much closer together. *hugest hug ever to kyotkguy*