The Easter Egg Hunt Read Free

bathroom and get ready for bed, and then I’ll tuck you in with another
spanking to reheat your backside.”
    “I
don’t need another spanking, honey.  My bottom is already sore and still
stinging plenty.”
    “That
isn’t for you to decide, Megan, now, is it?” he asked meaningfully and Megan
suddenly realized she was about to turn a simple hand spanking into something
much worse.  She shook her head ‘no’, the very prospect of submitting to
another spanking bringing tears to her eyes.  Her headache was growing
worse by the minute, too.
    They
went upstairs and Noah supervised the hanging of the written paper, making sure
it was where she would see it each and every time she entered her closet. 
He sent her then to prepare for bed and Megan dawdled as much as possible
without testing his patience.  She took the time to look in the mirror at
her flaming red bottom and felt sorry for herself.  She would not feel
like sitting at her desk the next day, and the thought of calling off was very
tempting.
    “Megan,
what is taking so long?”   She heard
Noah’s voice through the closed door.
    “I’m
coming,” she announced, and then smoothed down her nightgown before going into
the bedroom to find Noah seated on her side of the bed, making it absolutely
clear he intended to spank her.

Chapter
Two
     
    “Not
one word of argument, Meggie.”   Noah
held up his hand to stop her from speaking.  “If you fuss at me, you’ll
fetch your hairbrush and this will turn into a punishment instead of a
reminder.  Come here right now, and no more stalling.  You need to
take your pill.”
    Megan
didn’t argue.  She picked up the pill and drank the water to help her swallow
it.  She took a few more sips, but when Noah raised his eyebrow
meaningfully, she managed to empty the glass, reminding herself that the water
would help her feel better much faster.
    “Pull
up your gown and put your butt right here, Megan.”   Noah patted his left thigh. 
    She
knew he was trying to make it easier on her by permitting her to rest her upper
body on the bed, and despite everything she felt grateful for that
consideration.  Noah was a great believer of putting her in positions that
were difficult to maintain and not ending a spanking until she conquered her
squirming and futile attempts to avoid the spanking.  The fact he was
doing it this way was a concession to the fact her head was pounding and he
knew it.
    Once
Megan was settled, Noah asked, “Why are you being spanked, Meggie?”
    She
hated it when he made her talk!  Megan had to fight down the urge to snap
at him, and instead, she answered civilly, “Because you want to reheat my
bottom to remind me why I am being sent to bed early, and why you punished me.”
    Noah
almost smiled.  He could tell her headache was bad by her reply, but he
let it go.  She was incapable of doing better at the moment.  Her
butt was already flaming red and the welts looked angry.  Noah wasn’t
going to spank hard or long; it wouldn’t be necessary, and in truth, Meggie was
crying after the first three spanks.  He gave her fifty, while reminding
her he loved her very much and he expected her to take care of herself. 
She promised she would, and he knew she very much meant it… until it happened
the next time.
    Megan
didn’t lie awake long.  The pill kicked in soon, and she went to sleep. 
In the morning, her headache was faint, but she was shaky from the migraine. 
Her bottom was extremely sore, and she decided she was going to call off.
    Noah
came out of the bathroom, a towel around his waist.  “Who are you calling?”
he asked, pretty sure he knew what she was up to, and it wasn’t going to work.
    “I
don’t feel good, Noah.  I’m going to call in sick.”
    “No
you’re not.”   He took the telephone
from her and put it back on the charger.  “You aren’t sick; you are sore. 
A spanked butt is not a reason to call off.”
    “You
aren’t the one who has to sit all