Authors: Charlene McSuede
His prediction was accurate and when
she returned, she reached out a hand to shake his. “Mr. Hussner, it looks like
you got your aunt a companion.”
JT shifted to hide his erection and
smiled as he took her hand. “
And little
Alex is going to get some much needed discipline,
” he added silently.
He couldn’t wait for her to make a
mistake.
Chapter 5
Alex only made it a week in his family
home before he had to discipline her. He’d arrived as part of a surprise
inspection, hoping to catch her in the act of misbehaving.
He’d caught more than that. There was a
naked man in his aunt’s driveway, standing outside a dilapidated VW bus. JT put
the car in park and slid out of his driver’s seat. “What the hell is going on?”
The old naked man gave him a
lackadaisical smile.
“Communing with nature, my man, communing
with nature.
When you’re kind to the kind bud, the kind bud is kind to
you.”
He was about to ask what he meant when
he smelled it. It was an odor he hadn’t smelled in years, not since he’d been
in college. Marijuana and it was coming from the back garden. He raced out back
to find several mature pot plants, not even slightly hidden, sitting right next
to his aunt’s roses and hydrangeas.
JT stormed into the house, never so
furious in his entire life. His family home was in shambles, there was a naked
hippy growing weed in his backyard and…he let out a growl as his foot squished
in a fresh pile of dog poop. Alex had apparently decided to adopt an entire
animal pound, judging from the amount of animals he saw around him, along with
what they were leaving behind. He scraped off his shoe as best he could and continued
his angry march into the house.
Alex was taking advantage of his aunt’s
kindness. He berated himself for not running a background check on her and for
not checking up on his aunt sooner. He was going to kill Alex. When he’d hired
her, he thought he would only have to deal with a little mischief at best.
Despite the fact that she had a naughty streak, he never thought she’d be the
type of girl who would take advantage of an old lady.
He finally stumbled across Alex, who
was just finishing giving a bath to a ratty looking dog in his aunt’s kitchen
sink.
“Hey JT,” she said cheerfully, as
though she hadn’t destroyed his family home.
“Where’s my aunt?”
“She’s at the pet store with Radford.
They’re buying food for the dogs.”
“Dogs?”
“Yeah, Althea wanted a puppy. Then we
got there and it got out of hand.” Alex’s eyes got misty and she missed the
anger in JT’s eyes. “I just saw their faces and I couldn’t resist, so we wound
up adopting a few more than we thought.”
“How many?”
“Five dogs,
three cats.”
JT clenched his fists at the idea of 8
mongrel shelter animals wandering around the pristine grounds.
“The hippy in
the driveway?”
“My friend
Pennypinch.
His commune got shut down.”
He tensed even more.
“How
about the marijuana growing out back?”
“Oh my God.”
For a moment,
Alex’s eyes got wide and JT was relieved to see she at least had some remorse.
“I’m so sorry. Pennypinch was supposed to hide that.”
Before he even knew what he was doing,
JT yanked a chair out from the table. Alex put the puppy on the floor,
completely missing the danger, and watched as the dog began to shake itself
off. She turned in surprise as she felt JT’s hand catch the waistband of her
jeans, his lips set in a thin determined line.
***
“What are you…
”
Lexi gasped in surprise as the room spun and
she realized she was suddenly staring at the floor. JT still had his hand in
her waistband, only now that hand was pinning her to his lap and the other was yanking
her pants down to her knees. She struggled to get free, wriggling as she felt
JT’s hand on her bottom again, only this time, he was yanking down her panties
too. It took Lexi’s mind a minute to connect the dots, but when it did, she
realized she was about to get a spanking. “Wait, JT, no…”
Her plea was cut short by a sharp crack
to her backside. He followed it up with five more before Lexi could even catch
her breath. She opened her mouth to plead with him again.
“Quiet,” Lexi winced as another slap
landed. “As soon as we’re done this, you can pack your bags and leave. You’re
lucky you’re just getting a spanking instead of criminal charges.”
Lexi flinched again as his hand cracked
against her bottom. Tears pricked her eyelids. Her backside was starting to
burn, but it wasn’t nearly as painful as the humiliation of getting a spanking
at the age of 28. “JT, please, you don’t understand.” Her voice was thick and
she was embarrassingly close to tears.
“I understand perfectly.” JT slapped
her ass again. “You saw a great opportunity to take advantage of an old lady.”
His hand landed on her upper thigh, right under the crease in her backside and
she jumped in pain.
“An old helpless lady.”
Another slap.
“So you took it,” three more slaps, each one
making her clench her teeth harder to keep from crying out. “By turning her
house into a zoo and growing drugs in the yard.” He applied five more slaps in
rapid succession. “You know, Althea can lose her home if the police find out
about the drugs.” Another flurry of whacks hit her backside, each one harder
than the last.
Lexi blinked through her tears, her
vision going blurry. She hadn’t even thought of the plants in the backyard.
“I’m sorry.”
“Well, you’re about to be sorrier,” JT
informed her darkly.
***
JT stared at the wriggling red bottom
in his lap. After her apology, Alex had gone silent. The only sounds she made
were the occasional stifled sob and a squeak of pain as his hand connected. The
sound his hand made every time it hit was surprising loud and extremely
satisfying. Alex let out another dry squeak and pushed her toes into the
ground, trying to wriggle away from his smacking hand and only succeeded in
gyrating against his crotch.
It wasn’t helping; he was already as
hard as a rock. He’d never been more furious, or more turned on, in his life.
He wasn’t sure if he wanted to keep hitting her until she couldn’t sit for a
month, or if he wanted to toss her on the table and bury himself in her. That
made him more furious and he started spanking her harder.
It wasn’t like his fantasy. It was
better than his fantasy. When he initially pictured her first punishment, he
pictured giving an incredibly shocked Alex an ultimatum.
Either
the police or a paddling.
She would have pled with him, begged him, but
eventually seen no other option and consented to being disciplined.
Instead, he’d acted on autopilot.
Seeing his family home in such disarray had made him realize what a mistake
he’d made for the putting his sex drive ahead of his family. As soon as he saw
her, he knew that he was going to punish her, right before he tossed her out on
her scarlet colored ass.
Then, once he got started, he couldn’t
stop. In fact, he was being absolutely merciless during the punishment. When
the stifled whimpers turned into full-on sobbing at three minutes in, he only
spanked harder. The slaps kept landing and her backside went from pink, to red,
to a shade that was nearly maroon before they heard a car pull up in the
driveway. Alex was laying limp across his lap when he finally stopped. He
looked at the clock and realized he’d been spanking her for more than 5
minutes. Finally, he stilled his hand. “Get up.”
Alex stood, her whole body shaking, and
she hurriedly pulled up her jeans and zipped them, wincing as the denim covered
her punished backside. She wiped the tears off her cheeks and stepped back.
“Hopefully, you’ll remember that the next
time you decide to con an old lady. Now go get packed, I want you out of here
within the hour.” JT watched, feeling calmer as she spun on her heal and fled
the room.
Althea and Radford appeared just as
Alex had made it out the door to pack. Radford led Althea to a chair at the
table, watching JT carefully. “Where’s Alex?”
“She’s packing,” he responded tersely.
“And you should get started too.” He glared Radford and yanked his cell phone
out of his pocket. “Althea, I’ll get the mess here taken care of.”
“Young man,” Althea said stiffly, “what
are you talking about?”
JT turned to his aunt. “Althea, I know
your vision is gone, but you have to have heard something, or” he glared at a
feral looking cat near his foot, “smelled something.”
“Is this about the animals?”
“Among other
things.”
Althea sighed as though he was very
stupid. “Part of the charity I’m working for with the ladies auxiliary is to
change the areas shelters to no kill shelters. That was why I volunteered to
have the barn converted to house animals
who
had no
adopters.”
“If they are supposed to be in the
barn,” JT looked around, “why the hell are they all over the house?”
“Well, that was Alex.” Althea smiled
fondly. “She’s a bit of a softie. When we went there today, it was just to get
a dog for me.” She frowned slightly.
“Something to pet when I
get lonely.
But then Alex saw the animals that were going to be put
down.” Althea shifted. “She got a little emotional and I simply asked the
contractors to expedite the conversions. The animals are only staying in the
house until the barn is ready on Friday.”
JT deflated a little, but the wind
wasn’t fully out of his sails.
“And the naked hippy in the
driveway?
Was he going to get put down at the shelter too?”
Althea snorted. “Oh, that’s just Mr.
Pinchpenny. The police threatened to impound his van if he kept parking it in
the park and ride, so I offered to let him use the driveway. It’s certainly big
enough. As for the nudity,” Althea shrugged, “it doesn’t bother me for obvious
reason, and our only neighbor, Mrs. Akins, is enjoying the view. Honestly, I
thought you would be more upset about the marijuana.”
JT’s eyes were bugging out of his head.
“You knew about that!”
“Of course I knew, dear. It was my idea
to put it out back. The plants were getting crushed in Mr. Pinchpenny’s van.
Truth be told his ‘kind bud’”, Althea made little quote marks in the air with
her fingers, “is doing wonders for my hydrangeas.”
JT stuffed his hands in his pockets,
his temper deflated. “Aunt Althea, I really can’t believe I have to say this
with you, but you can not grow marijuana in the garden at our family home.” He
locked eyes with Radford. “I’m still not entirely sure I’m comfortable have
people who even know someone who grows marijuana on the premises.”
“I will agree to remove the pot plants,
but you are not making Radford and Alex move out.” To his surprise Althea
clutched Radford’s hand. “They have been an absolute godsend to a lonely old
woman. Which is much more than I can say for my own family,” she reminded JT pointedly.
JT sighed deeply, realizing he was
beat. “Fine, they can stay. But no more pot.” Althea nodded solemnly and JT
raked his hand through his hair. “I guess I should go talk to Alex.”
“I hope you weren’t too harsh with her.
She’s very sensitive.”
JT shook his head, knowing that
regardless of what his aunt considered harsh, the fact that Alex wouldn’t be
able to sit for a week would definitely be considered ‘too harsh’.
***
Lexi raced around the room, tears
blurring her eyes. They were tears of anger. When JT had initially started
spanking her, she’d been so shocked that she’d frozen. By the time she realized
what he was going to do, it had been too late to run. She hadn’t bothered to
fight him. The spanking was humiliating enough; she hadn’t wanted to add to it
by struggling futilely.
She rubbed her
throbbing bottom again and blinked back tears. Every movement was a painful
reminder of what had just happened and the only thing she wanted to do was get
the hell out of the house and as far away from JT Hussner as possible.
“Alex?” She spun around as JT appeared
in her doorway.
“I’m almost done packing. I’ll be gone
in a few minutes.”
“Alex,” JT took a step towards her and
she flinched back, ready to run if he lunged. “I don’t want you to leave.”
She let out a snort and continued
packing, her gaze focused on her suitcase. “You might be surprised to learn
this, but I don’t care what you want.” She tensed as she heard him enter the
room and close the door behind him, but didn’t stop what she was doing.
“Look, I might have overreacted
before.”
Lexi snorted again and brushed past him
to get to her dresser. She started pulling out her clothes, her packing
becoming more hurried now that he was present. “Is that what you call it? Save
it,” she glared him as she tossed an untidy pile of panties into her open
suitcase, “find a new caretaker for your aunt. I like Althea, but I wouldn’t
stay here for a million dollars. Not with a psychotic pervert like you running
around.”