Late for a date Part 4

It had been several months and you had not been late
In fact I was finally feeling relaxed never having to wait.
Then one day you called to tell me that you would be late
So I said I'd go ahead and wait at restaurant for our date.

However, I received a call from your friend, after yours
She wondered if you'd got home from the dress stores.
Well you had told me you were working late today
And that your boss had said that you just had to stay.

Well when you arrived at the restaurant I didn't let on
That I had found out the reason I was being put upon
But in a way, I did have something in "store" for you
It was something too, that I might not go home to do.

As we ordered our meals you talked about your work
And your boss saying it got to be done, no time to shirk.
I listened politely for quite a long while, to your sorry tale.
Then I just said "oh your friend told me about the dress sale"

Well your face turned red, not knowing where to look
But the waitress arrived and took you off the hook.
She looked at you and said are you feeling all right.
"Right now yes", but I've just heard bad news tonight.

I kept my comments to my self and ordered our meal.
The waitress left, then we had a firm "talk" for real
"Being late is one thing, but lying about the reason why,
Makes me feel bad, that you think I'm such a terrible guy.

If you can't tell me the truth about why you're delayed
Then I feel our current relationship itself is not very staid.
I look at you with hurt in my eyes, at the way you're being
"Tonight", I say, "It's going to be the strap you'll be seeing."

You squirm in your chair at the though of that nasty strap
And how your bare bottom will feel when it's over my lap.
I reach for your soft hands and say but there's something first
While guiding you up, shaking, as you start to think of the worst.

"No my dear I am not going to spank your bottom at our table"
You look very relieved and your feet become a lot more stable.
"But your getting a hard spanking soon in one of the back rooms."
Your feet again wobble, as the idea of a spanking now looms

Your heels clatter as we wind our way out through the door.
Outside of a few looks, I sure no one though nothing more
Finding a small room I proceeded to lock the door really tight
Then proceed to find the proprietor, to make things just right.

Arranged discretely, I said, "I had a little lesson that can't wait
A little matter of being late and lying today so this is her fate."
The owner smiled saying "You won't be disturbed by anyone."
"We'll even hold your dinner sir, till you get the "business" done."

I returned to the room with a chair, I gathered along the way
I sat down on the chair and motion you across my knee to stay.
Knowing by now, that my mindset, you just raised your dress
And wiggled down your panties most seductively I must confess.

But I was not distracted by your hope for a different venue
Hot buns and rump roast were the only things on my menu.
Guiding you gently, I place your bared bottom across my knee
Settling you down in place, with you bottom up and ready for me

Now young lady, it's time we settled the matter of your being late.
A hard bare bottom spanking, right now, is going to be your just fate.
With gusto, I spank each bare white cheek, starting a nice warm fire.
Then land slower paced spanks, a lot harder than you seem to desire

For your hand comes shooting back to protect your burning bum
And hoping that it will prevent any more hard spanks to come
I do stop spanking your red bum but instead revert to your thighs.
That seems however to illicit from you, my dear, even louder cries.

Until the message finally sinks in, and your covering hand does retreat
Then immediately, I switch back to your rear without missing a beat.
You start to yell out loud now, at every spank that I deliver with force.
Bawling your pretty eyes out too, at your spanking, as a matter of course.

When I finally think you have completely learned your proper lessons,
Your bare bottom is now red enough to fry eggs for any concessions
As I let you up and dry your swollen eyes with a fresh 'Klennex'.
You look at me nervous, in fear of what's about to happen next

Pulling your panties back up to your waist.
I proceed to see your dress is properly placed.
Then without permitting any bottom rub at all
We proceed back out and then down the hall.

When we reach the large main dining room again
I permit you another tissue to wipe a makeup stain
Then to our own seats we proceed with great haste,
As you seem now to have no extra time to waste

I pulled back you chair to allow you to sit
The chair was hard and I saw your teeth grit
But not a sound uttered from your lips at all
Then the waitress returned to us, as if on call

"Everything to your liking Madam", she asked
Your face blushed, as you knew what just past.
"Yes", you answered, "My problem was cared for."
Trying not to think of what later was also in store

Well the meal was served and you squirmed about a lot
I whispered, "You deserved the hard spanking you got."
"Your drawing attention too much to the fact you can't sit
And if you're asking for more hard spanking, I will give you it

I saw more looks drifting our way, as you moved about.
Associating with the sounds before, now leaving little doubt.
That it must have been you, who had gotten the spanking
I saw gestures and even more looks that I was thanking.

You managed to avoid all eye contact with all the patrons there
But when I order some nice dessert you gave me a cold stare
A quick word in you closest ear cured that ugly scene real fast.
Then I waved to our waitress to bring the fresh coffee over last

As I sipped the coffee, I started to remind you of the even later.
But I was abruptly interrupted just then by the café's head waiter.
He looked you right in the eyes and smiled at your developing blush
Hmmmmm! "I really didn't see why you were causing such a fuss."

The waiter said, "Your waitress is detained by our cook",
Which caused me to turn to the kitchen for a quick look
Through the portal I could see a busy spanking hand.
It seemed she too was getting her bare bottom tanned

Well I guess I shouldn't have mentioned right there
That the meal was served a little cold for my share.
The waiter disappeared to the kitchen in a flash
Then a paddle was now seen addressing the poor lass.

Well the kitchen was sound proofed to cut out the clatter
But my eyes were nicely filling me in, about the whole matter.
You pulled on left arm, saying to me, "Let's get going my dear."
It seems you thought it safer, in case soon that might be your rear.

I left a big tip for the waitress and scribbled out a little note
The meal was cold, but the cook is giving the servings hot now.
As we walked out, that little wiggle was gone from walk.
I think you wanted to avoid any attention, after our "talk"

Well the burly doorman also gave us a great big smile.
It seems that I was getting the full treatment with style.
I found the car at last and as we got in and sat down
I heard a loud "ouch" as your face curled to a frown

You pleaded with me to reconsider your fate at home
Suggesting that we go to some sport's store and roam
"You've spent enough time shopping while I waited,
It's a session with the strap for which you are slated.

As we headed for home, a sudden storm hit bad.
To stay on the road took every resource that I had.
When a road sign appeared, next exit for the hotel,
I took it, as getting safely home, was not going well.

In spite of the terrible weather, you smiled as I turned,
But you were missing an important fact as I discerned.
A sixth sense had told me to bring along the strap today,
But I kept my nose to the road, till things were finally ok.

With the hotel in sight, the rain almost hid it from view
Still smiling, you said "This is a nice surprise for me too"
I really wasn't looking forward to going right home tonight.
You know, that strap of yours, gives me such an awful fright.

I guess you will spank me tonight for lying to you.
As you say you never revoke a spanking that's due.
But I guess you'll have to just use your hand tonight.
Smiling at her fate that seemed to have turned out right.

I listened without a reply at all, with neither an aye or a nay.
I just reached into the back seat, then headed back your way.
With the umbrella opened, I let you get out and keep dry.
And we scurried toward the entrance, the bad storm to defy

As we got inside and shook ourselves off with no harm,
It was then that your eyes spied the bulge under my arm.
Dangling was the strap hanging from an inside vest pocket,
Making you shiver like you were plugged into a wall socket.

It seems my dear that you neglected to consider my foresight
In taking my black strap along with us, in the backseat tonight.
"Well put it away Ron, before someone else sees it, please."
"Okay, but we better find out about this hotel's room fees."

"But I guess if you spent ALL our money on dresses today,
Then we could just have your spanking in the lobby, okay."
One way or the other, you're going to be spanked over my knee,
So I hope for your sake, you have enough, for how much it will be.

Needless to say with a shocked look, you scramble for your purse
With people all ready sitting here in the lobby, it couldn't be worse.
Rushing to the desk, you ask the cost of the cheapest room he's got.
You say "I don't care if it almost empty with only one chair and a cot."

"Well lady, he says this is a nice hotel, but I'll look and see."
"Ahhh! There is a one room bedroom, just outside, by the oak tree.
You then begin to haggle, as to how you much it seems you'll pay.
But in the end, with a few whispers, you seemed to get your way.

Then without a word my way, you flash the keys high in the air.
Opening the umbrellas, we scramble out into the night with care.
We couldn't miss the oak tree, as it was the only one, that was there.
Finally making it inside, we rid ourselves of our soaking wet outerwear

Grabbing the coffee maker, we soon have some heat and drink,
As we sit on the bed looking at same lone chair, I rather think.
Emptying my cup, I get up for another round of nice hot coffee.
But before going to pull the drapes, I hear, "That won't be necessary."

"No one Ron, will be outside on a dark night that is so gruesome."
AH!, so you my dear, want to see the view, while you can get some
I step back from the window. Okay, fine, my dear, I guess I can see,
That the rest of the night, you'll be viewing only the mat's tapestry.

We look out, arm in arm, as the rain is driven against the glass
Alas, my dear, I think it's time, I began spanking your bare ass.
You get up and move the lone chair right in front of the window.
Then sit on it yourself, saying "I can see the hills now. What a show!

Hmmm!, my dear , I say "I will be the one sitting on that chair.
Now get your pert little bottom up, right now, and off of there.
"Oh okay dear, I just thought I'd look while my eyes were clear
As I'm sure they won't be, for a long time after you spanked my rear.

Guiding you gently up, by the hand, I take your place on the seat.
Then, sit my own self down, in the chair, without missing a beat.
"Okay, my dear, as I guide you to my side, to lift up your dress.
I reach for your white panties, tugging them down without duress.

Tapping my knee, I then assist you across my waiting thighs,
So that your bum is perched perfectly as you've come to realize.
Now my dear we have this little matter of your lying to me.
And that is of course why your bum bare and across my knee.

However, a simple hand spanking, will not do in this case.
It's a matter of a trust that you've broken, to my utter disgrace.
I am going to warm up your bare bottom and use the strap on it too.
In the future, you'll think twice, before I get any more lies from you.

Is that well understood, I ask before smacking your bare bum.
You reply, " Yes, but there's no need at all, Ron to strap me some."
I start to spank each cheek in turn, anyway, while scolding even more.
You start to holler, as your bum gets red. "No more, please, you implore.

As I spank your bottom to a roaring fire, I hear even more yelling,
With tears of remorse, as those real hard spanks are rather telling.
When you start blubbering all sorts of promises to save you bum,
I decide its time for the strap, to make its impact on the outcome.

"Noooo , not the strap. My poor bum Ron, is already far too sore.
I know I'll be ever so good, if you please don't spank me any more."
My dear, the strap IS going to pays it respects to you lovely red rear.
You should have thought not to lie, if it's the strap that you so fear.

Landing the black strap squarely across both firm cheeks with vigor,
The resultant amount of bouncing and kicking was not hard to figure.
But when I stopped and felt the ridges of red stripes, I knew your pain
And I was sure then that it would be a reminder, for you to never lie again

More strokes with the strap, would add more red marks, like ten.
Holding your waist firmly, I decide to land all ten right just then.
But your hand comes back near the end, so I have to start again.
You plead. "I didn't mean to cover up, it was just too much pain."

"Well maybe, then ten on your thighs tops, will help you stop it.
Those especially hurt, as they of course right where you'll sit."
Crying so hard, it's all you can do right now, to remove your hand.
"That's better my dear, ok, I'll only give you the one's that didn't land."

Lifting the strap, I land one single stroke across each white thigh
"Owwww's" fill the air, as I landed each stroke. "No more you cry."
Finished, I look up shocked, for as I drop the strap to the floor,
I see a face at the window, that stays, which stuns me even more.

In fact the face smiles back at me, instead of retreating at all.
You, then look up at me, wondering the reason for my stall.
I point to the window, as I say, "Get up, I'm going out to see
But you shout "NOOO, don't.. Ahhhh.. Please Ron, just let him be."

"WHAT!" , I say, as I instinctively spank your bottom once again
"Ouch, well Ron, you see I didn't have enough money for payin'.
So rather than have you spank me in lobby in front of everyone,
I decide it would be a lesser evil, if it was witnessed by just one."

I rest my nervous hand on your bottom, ready to spank any moment.
But I let you go on, before my spanking hand makes its own comment.
Here's someone who was willing to brave the effects of a rainstorm
To watch me delivery a spanking that made you bare bottom very warm.

"Well Ron, so I told the desk clerk that you were going to spank me,
And if he didn't charge me for the room, I let him watch it for free."
Laughing, "My dear, I was kidding you about spanking you in the lobby.
"You KNOW, I've never spanked you in public or let anyone else see."

"Again my dear, all you had to do was tell me, that you couldn't pay
And of course, I would have found another much more appropriate way,
Than letting the hotel owner watch me spank you bare, over my knee.
So you see, you've got another spanking coming, for not confiding in me."

"OH NO Ron, NOOOOOO, my bottom is already very red and sore.
And I am suffering now, don't let the owner see me getting even more."
"Well my dear, all you had to do was tell me the honest truth before,
And that is the EXACT reason right now, your getting spanked some more."

I start to smack each sore red cheek, on its tender lower slope.
Your balling begins, as you seem now totally unable to cope.
But I continue to apply stinging spanks until I feel justice is served
And that you gotten the proper spanking, you know you deserved.

When I am finally done, I not sure I'll need a light in the room
For you bottom's as bright red as the setting sun in full bloom.
I land the last spanks faster and harder to a glorious ending,
Around your bouncing around, leg kicking and hand defending.

I allow you up right away. You jump right up to trip over your feet
And I'm sure your vigorous bum rub next, gave the owner quite a treat.
After you hopped around the room in circles rubbing your spanked rear,
I reached over to pull the drapes. "I think the rent is now paid for my dear."

You ran to my arms and I held you close for quite a while,
Till your tears stopped flowing like the grand river the Nile.
As you regained your composure, I brushed away your tears,
And kissed you gently till your smile developed right to your ears

Then hand in hand, you guide me to the bed to sit on my lap
Whispering, "I hope you remembered the cream as well as the strap."
While you were spanking me, I could feel a bump right there.
You looked deep into my eyes, with all your love ready to share.

Oh that. I now reconsidered, what you were staring down at.
Pulling a tube of cream out my pocket, I gave your bum a pat.
You cooed a sexy "owww" and the rolled right over onto my lap
Then look back to see your own red bottom as I removed the cap.

"Oh my you really painted my bottom a vivid shade of red"
I didn't answer, as I squeeze the tube, I just nodded my head.
Well I massage several dabs into each luscious red cheek,
Till your ecstasy seemed to have reached its very last peak.

Putting the tube aside, I lifted you into the air and kissed your sweet lips
Then I planted you on your feet again as you seductively swayed your hips.
Well together we tumbled as one, onto of the bed again only now to stay.
With our love, we found ways to turn the night, before we knew it, into day.

Tired and happy we rose to make our way home to sleep.
But first you had to return the key for the owner to keep.
Well I think your top cheeks blushed brighter than your rear,
When you saw at front desk still. The same owner for real.

He smiled heartily and shook my hand with great vigor.
"Man, that was some spanking you really did give her."
You looked around subtly, praying that no else heard,
But everyone in the lobby seemed to pick up that word.

As if by reflex your hand retreated to your sore rear.
That just caused even more to smile from ear to ear.
You just plopped the key on the desk and scrambled to just go
But the owner grabbed your hand and said "thanks for the show."

As we scurried out of the main lounge and out towards our car,
You opened you shaking hand before we actually got too far.
We were shocked to see room passes for us to stay any time.
And it wasn't for the next whole year going to cost us a dime.

During the short trip home, you were keeping rather silent.
It seems the idea of free rooms to you wasn't very pleasant.
Blurting out finally, "You wouldn't go there again would you, Ron"
"Dear, I've just found the way to make SURE your good from now on"

So let me say it this way to make it perfectly clear,
"It's now up to you and your own behaviour my dear."
"Ohh No, I couldn't face THAT owner again EVER."
"Well then just be good, and then it WILL be never."

"Just think back again of our past night of passion."
You smile at the image, I just painted, in a fashion.
You seem now to let things pass without any more fuss,
Till we get right back at home and as we enter I say, thus

"Remember what I said would happen when we got home."
"Oh no you say, "not another spanking with your hand", you moan.
Well what do you think happened, was I kidding her or was I not
Neither in fact, it was the strap I promised and that's what she got.

A promised spanking my dear, is NEVER not handed out
After that morning, you'd no longer have any doubt.
But I was rather gentle to you, in rekindling the flames
And your bottom withstood it and all further bed games.

Ron