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thinking you gave me a flippant response. I expect honesty between us always Cecilia, so when I ask you a question, I expect a truthful answer. Would you like to change your answer now before we continue with your punishment?” He patted her bottom softly before tracing his fingers lightly over the reddened outline his hand had left on her fair skin. Half a dozen light swats had left her pink and heated already. He would have to take care with his wife’s delicate skin.
    “I was thinking about…” she closed her eyes and tears rolled down her cheeks as she steeled herself to say the truly humiliating words. “I was thinking about what it would be like when you spanked me, Andrew.”
    His lips turned upward in satisfaction as he caressed her skin gently. “I see and what did you determine?”
    “I was concerned about the implements you mentioned and if they would be harsh like Papa’s strap or severe like his cane. I was wondering what I would have to do to provoke such a punishment.”
    “Well, dear, I am happy to be answering some of those questions right now. In future, you will earn a punishment whenever I believe it necessary. The sentence will always match the severity of the crime. You are about to get a hand spanking to help you remember to address me as I have repeatedly requested and to also be honest in your responses to me. These are minor offenses, but also very important to me. More serious crimes will require more serious intervention. But my dear wife, have no fear for I have some experience in this area and have yet to see a woman injured under my hand.” He chuckled again and added, “Or my crop, birch rod, or razor strop.”
    Her choked sound of alarm echoed in the room. Her voice had been paralyzed at the words crop, birch and strop. When she could finally speak she breathed in a tremulous voice, “That sounds most cruel, My Lord.”
    “I am sorry for the misplaced humor, Cecilia. I shouldn’t tease when you are obviously concerned.” As he spoke, his hand gently caressed and soothed her in an attempt to get her to relax across his thighs. “You will find that I am actually a kind and caring man and I have no wish to harm my wife. I think that you are allowing your mind to conjure up horrible images of beatings and tortures and that is simply not the case.” He paused, deliberately stroking her back and her full buttocks. His hand continuing slowly past her hips to the tops of her thighs.
    “Let me ask a question. As a child, when your father took a strap to you was it justified?”
    “Yes, but it was usually Elizabeth’s fault.”
    “But you went along with her schemes and deceit?”
    “Unfortunately, yes.”
    “And your father, did he needlessly beat you, scar you, or punish you without just cause?”
    “No, Andrew.”
    “Did you learn anything from your punishments?”
    “Yes, I learned never to repeat those silly lapses in judgment again.”
    “Excellent, because I hope you will learn that same lesson from me. Rest assured, your bottom will certainly be red and sore from time to time. And I will do my best to avoid welts and bruises for that is not an effect that I favor. I will not do to you anything that even comes close to what I experienced as a boy. Nor will I use any implement that I have not experienced first-hand. For you see, my father was a very strict disciplinarian and I learned well over his knee as a lad. As a young man he instructed me in the value of a firm hand with the ladies. I promise you shall not perish or suffer permanent injury from any spanking I deliver. I want to provide guidance and promote harmony in our marriage, not beat or abuse you. Understand?”
    She could only nod her understanding. Oh my stars, she thought, what on earth has Elizabeth done to me? All her thoughts were cleared from her mind as her husband began to land swat after stinging swat upon her bare buttocks. His huge hand felt like a wooden paddle as it came down on her tender flesh