Hello everyone, well this is the last part of the story, please forgive me if my POV is skewed. Anyway hope you enjoy.😊
You’re Driving Me Crazy …part 4
Kirsten helped Darcy down from the tow truck as it pulled up outside their house.
“I’ll just settle the paperwork with the driver then I’ll be in. You in the meantime need to take a bath, soak any aching muscles and pyjamas on please, ” she said in a low voice and turning her partner round she propelled her towards the front door with a smart slap to her behind.
Darcy trailed miserably upstairs to the bathroom and started to run her bath. Kirsten was naturally considerate, telling her to soak away any aches in her muscles caused by their car ride. Problem being, there was one particular muscle that definitely would be aching later on, and no soaking in a hot bath was going to cure that!
Twenty minutes later, she pulled the plug, towelled herself down, put her pyjamas on and padded into the bedroom. Kirsten was waiting for her, sitting on the bed, the nasty whippy looking aerial placed by her side.
Kirsten watched her girlfriend as she entered the room. She did look so cute dressed in her Tatty Teddy PJ’s. Now was not the time for smiles though. She almost felt like letting Darcy off her punishment and could quite happily have snuggled under the duvet with her, but she had a job to do, she knew that, but sometimes it was just so damn difficult being the Top. She set her features into what she hoped was a firm demeanour.
Darcy stopped just inside the bedroom door and shuffled her feet nervously. Kirsten crooked a finger and beckoned her brat to stand to the side of her. “We need to talk about what happened today,” and she effortlessly tipped Darcy over her knee. Her palm smoothed over the blue shorts, she could feel Darcy already beginning to clench and unclench her buttocks.
“Relax…sweetheart,” she instructed patting her rear.
Darcy nodded, but it was difficult especially as she knew what was coming. That aerial was going to sting like crazy, and she knew that every time she sat down, she would be reminded of this punishment.
“Why are you in this position Darcy?” Kirsten’s voice was quiet.
“Because…. because I took my eyes off the road.”
‘I caused an accident because I wasn’t looking.”
“And what else.”
“I didn’t renew roadside assistance, and I should have…..I forgot,” she sighed
“Yes you should have….and we are going to address that now and then deal with the more serious aspects of today.”
Very slowly Kirsten hooked her finger in the waistband of Darcy’s pyjama shorts. She took her time, pulling down first one side and then the other. Darcy let out a little whimper.
Kirsten tugged down each side of the shorts until finally a pert round bare bottom was displayed for the punishment. Settling them just around her mid thighs, Kirsten noticed with satisfaction how perfectly framed Darcy’s behind was, pyjama top stopping short of her rear and shorts nestled mid-thigh. The sole focus was now on the bottom, and it was a bottom that was going to get a lot of attention in the next few minutes – oh yes.
“I…I am sorry” Darcy ventured as Kirsten rested her palm on her bottom
“I know you are sweetheart…thank you, ” and raising her hand she brought it down on her girl’s right cheek, quickly following through with another smack to the left. Wrapping her arm around Darcy’s waist, she held her close as she started to pick up momentum. Darcy was stoic at first but as the familiar burn started to spread she began to squeak out.
Kirsten, however, continued with the spanking and then rather than alternatively spanking the naughty brat’s cheeks she delivered several smart smacks to just the right. Pausing in between each one to allow the sting to take effect.
“Owww” shrieked Darcy “Kirsten whatcha DOING? ” This was hurting way too much, and she DEFINITELY didn’t like it.
“Teaching you a lesson, ” came back the response and she started on the left with the same treatment noticing with wry satisfaction that Darcy’s squirming bottom was now a deeper hue of pink.
After several more firm spanks, Kirsten decided to wind up the first part of the punishment. Darcy lay over her lap emitting small squeaks and whimpers. Her bottom was heated a deep pink and felt warm to Kirsten’s touch. Her pyjama shorts lay in a little heap, where she had kicked them off.
“OK Darcy, up you come” and Kirsten righted her “No rubbing ” she reminded as Darcy’s hands stole round to her rear.
Placing a couple of pillows near the edge of the bed, Kirsten then directed Darcy to bend over them.
“Taking your eyes off the road even for a few seconds is never acceptable, and we will deal with the consequence of your actions right now.”
“Eight strokes and I want to hear you say I will never take my eyes off the road again.”
Kirsten tapped the aerial against the reddened buttocks and then lifting it, she brought it down across the cheeks with a deft flick of her wrist.
Darcy remained in place for about 3 seconds and then bounced up clutching her bottom as she felt the sting set in.
“Owww Kirsten” she wailed as she felt the fiery stripe raise itself across her bare bottom.
“Darcy you need to remain in place…..back over please.”
Darcy gave a pleading look, but Kirsten just pointed at the bed with the awful stingy aerial and waited for her to comply.
She bent back over, her bottom cheeks quivering as Kirsten lightly ran the aerial over her naked rear. Darcy gripped the duvet with her fists and gritted her teeth. Kirsten tapped her bottom reminding her what she needed to say
“I will n-never take my eyes off the road, ” Darcy breathed out heavily.
WOP!! and Kirsten rewarded her with another stroke.
“Owwie…I will never take my eyes off the road.”
And her bottom received another red line just under the first two.
“Aaahh……that hurt Kirsten…..please not so hard……..I will never take my eyes off the road.”
Her backside marked with fiery red lines as Kirsten expertly applied each stroke.
“Ooh….my sit spot! ” she wailed as with deadly accuracy another red line appeared across her upturned bottom.
“Ooh….. I will definitely never ever take my eyes off the road……promise.” she wailed
“Glad to hear it…..last one.”
“Owww….” Gasped Darcy.
Strong hands, helped her up from the bed and held her close. Darcy nestled in, reassured by the steady thud of Kirsten’s heartbeat.
“It’s over sweetheart, all forgiven.” Kirsten kissed the top of her head.
“I don’t think I’ll ever drive again.” Gulped out Darcy.
Kirsten gave a wry chuckle and rubbed her hand up and down Darcy’s back. “Well maybe not tomorrow, but I’m sure that once the effects of a sore bottom have died away, you’ll be back in the driving seat. In fact….” and she paused, and gave Darcy’s thigh a small pat before continuing “I give it just two days and you’ll be back to driving me crazy,” and with that she kissed her.