Whewing By, Abigail Whittaker © SpankThatBrat.com 2008 She cringed as she dipped her hands into the scalding water she’d filled the sink up to do the dishes with. She glanced at the clock….a half hour until Audrey was home. A half hour to try to rack up points with clean dishes and dusted furniture. Finishing up the small pile of dishes (that mostly she had created herself), Abi hung up the towel and rushed into the bathroom. Seventeen minutes remained. Abi looked at herself in the mirror. Her humidity-stricken and sweat-dampened bangs covered one eye. The little house they shared for the moment was extremely sticky inside today after a substantial summer rain. Running a brush through her hair quickly and using her new mineral powder on her nose and her cheeks she felt mildly better. She decorated the sides of her neck with a scent she’d accquired that had an intoxicatingly earthy smell; rain-kissed leaves. Audrey loved this smell and Abi was attempting to utilize anything that may allow her to be back in Audrey’s favor. Hanging up her toothbrush and giving her reflection a final assessment in the mirror, Abi glanced at her watch. Eleven minutes and Audrey would be making her way through the gauntlet of kids on bikes and cats dashing across the road to their driveway. Abi felt her stomach tighten and after holding onto the sides of the sink for a second waiting for it to settle, she headed into their bedroom. The bedroom looked near immaculate for the thirty or so minutes Abi hastily cleaned up and made the bed. Opening the closet she founded her cute, long teddy-esque tanktop that made her look about 14 years old….childlike and innocent. Every little bit helps, right? She pulled on a pair of panties, her cutest ones, with a cartoon puppy that spanned both cheeks. The cheeks that were most likely soon-to-be sore and hot. “Making him a hot dog,” Abi mumbled to herself. After a moment’s reflection on what she just said, she let out a low giggle, pleased as ever with her quick wit. “My, my. Someone sure is inappropriately cheerful,” said a stern, low voice from the doorway. Abi felt her hackles rise. Turning quickly, she greeted her beautiful girlfriend with a winning smile. “Hello, beautiful.” Audrey gave her impish, younger girlfriend a once over, hiding her amusement at the attempt to win leniency by being absolutely adorable. Puppy panties? Clearly, the girl was either mistaken on how serious her crime was, or she had otherwise decided that she’d be keeping her panties on long enough for Audrey to appreciate them. Either way she was wrong. Letting out a low sigh, Audrey spoke. “I want you to take your panties down below your cheeks and get in the corner. Hold up the back of your shirt with your hands, please. And don’t fidget. I’ll be back in a few minutes to take care of you, young lady.” “Let the girl stew on her crimes a bit,” Audrey thought to herself. “It will be good for her… that little brat has gotten away with far too much lately.” She glanced back over to see a sight that nearly made her lose her resolve. Abi’s now bared-and-cornered bottom was delectably round and noticeably curvy for such a small figure. Audrey still couldn’t understand how she’d managed to land such a sweet and wonderfully submissive prize and she nearly felt bad knowing the joy she’d get out of reddening those soft, pale little cheeks. Nearly. She also felt a small tinge of guilt knowing how much she’d be turned on during this impending punishment. Hell, the girl’s crime made it impossible to remove the sexual aspect of her spanking today. No possible way anyone would blame Audrey’s body for reacting during what most men young and old would love to be voyeur to. Abi pressed her forehead into the wall trying to recall her strength to handle her impending bottom-smacking. She’d really messed up this time…not only failing to follow a very stoic rule but then flaunting her carelessness with a complete lack of remorse. Right to Audrey’s face! She silently cursed the one-too-many pineapple upside-down shots she’d had when she made her confession. Somehow her mind’s eye suddenly went straight to her bottom cheeks, making her astutely aware of the cool breeze from the window that was carressing them. She was dreadfully bare…dreadfully vulnerable. She shuddered just a bit, feeling a jolt rush through her shaved little pussy. Her bottom cheeks clenched almost involuntarily, sending a bit of a vibration up front. “What are you doing, dummy!? This is exactly the type of crap that has you bare-bottomed in the first place!” Abi secretly admonished herself, willing her cheeks to settle down and trying to force her mind away from her hungry womanhood. It wasn’t much of a secret, Abi had a sex drive that would overwhelm even the most red-blooded and cardio-healthy of lovers. She was also incredibly impatient and when she felt her urges coming on she remedied them hastily, thrusting her backside to the wind to get her hands underneath her if she wasn’t in Audrey’s presence. In Audrey’s opinion her little darling had a complete lack of self- control. In order to teach her this important and orgasm heightening life skill, she’d told Abi that she’d like her to ask permission when wanting to rub or have a good ‘whew’ as Abi liked to put it. Abi agreed…anything to make the finger she was wrapped around happy. Anything to please the woman who made her feel so beautiful and cared for. So she had agreed to the most torturous of restrictions… having to refrain from feeling the freedom to touch her throbbing pussy and relieving herself. She no longer had this freedom… her pussy… her bottom… all of her was put under Audrey’s loving jurisdiction. Audrey could do with these things whatever she pleased. Up until now, though, Audrey had been very lenient with her baby. She’d mostly allow Abi to play with herself anytime she asked, and if they were in close proximity would happily tend to the chore herself. She knew Abi’s hunger for sexual appeasement and she absolutely adored the little grin of total bliss the young brunette would develop after being tended to. There had been a few times when Audrey denied Abi’s shy requests bringing about cries and pleas from the confused young lady. It was important Audrey retained this dominance. By nature, Abi was extremely feisty and would start to unwittingly take ten inches for every one given to her. To keep her uppity little love in check Audrey would deny Abi’s requests with no explanation whatsoever. Audrey was the top here. She had no obligation to give the naughty little vixen an explanation.  Audrey looked down at her watch and decided that the corner time had drug on long enough. It had been nearly fifteen minutes which was equivalent in Abi’s eyes to an eternity. Audrey approached her girlfriend from behind and brushed her hair off her neck and with one hand reached down to pull up her panties. She wanted the pleasure of torturing her girlfriend’s pride one more time by baring her little bottom. “You’re going to be spanked soundly today like a naughty little brat who can’t control herself,” she said in a low voice. “Because that is exactly what you are.” She grabbed Abi’s wrist to turn her face from the corner. Abi’s bright blue eye avoided the hazel sternness that Audrey was displaying. Audrey reached forward and grabbed her disobedient lover’s chin with one hand and coerced Abi’s gaze upwards into her own. “What do you have to say about that?” After a brief moment’s of silence Abi opened her mouth, “I’m sorry, baby.” “Convenient,” Audrey quipped, reaching down to grasp Abi’s wrists. She began to froghop her hapless girlfriend over the the sturdy, oak, straightbacked chair she had pulled out from the kitchen table. Sitting down quickly she motioned for Abi to hold the hem of her long tanktop up, and Audrey slipped her fingers into those adorable puppy panties. “Damn it,” thought Abi when she realized her too-cute-to-spank ploy hadn’t worked. She felt her bottom cheeks cringe as Audrey began to peel the soft cotton back over them, moving slowly, as she always did. Audrey knew that letting that material rub slowly over Abi’s bottom would make her naughty girlfriend acutely aware of her bared state. Under her hands, she felt Abi’s small cheeks clench up as the waistband passed over them. She peeled the quickly now, down to her ankles... Continued on the Member's Section!