Attitude
It had started like any other day. waking up and heading to the kitchen for breakfast, Maggie rubbed her sleepy eyes and yawned. Jason smiled, he loved his wife, even if she was a grade A brat sometimes, but he could over look that, she was beautiful and fiesty and they had been togeather through some very tough times.
Kissing her, he stepped to the fridge and grabbed out the orange juice and then stopped, he heard the ding of the microwave and then smelled the breakfast sandwhich as she took it out. Turning around he watched her take a delicate bite and his smile turned to a frown when she looked up at him.
She smiled and took another bite.
"Maggie?.. what are you eating?"
His tone was annoyed, he had thought she was getting better he didnt have toeep telling her that she could not eat certin things. She looked at the sandwich in her and hand looked back to him
"Food"
She said it simply, annoyed herself, she was starving and if she had to eat anymroe oatmeal she was going to turn into the Quaker Oats man. Jason just looked at her a moment and then in two long strides he crossed the kitchen and snatched the sandwhich right out of her hand, the trash can promply being fed this particular morning, se was pretty sure the trash can was happy and she knew that she wasn't.
"Maggie, you know better... that sandwhich will make you sick, do you want to get sick again?"
Jason was more than annoyed at this point, he was boardering on angry, only becasue he was there when she was at her worst, when she had been sick. Turningoward the sink, she pretended not to hear him, she scowled at the glass she grabbed fromt he dish rack and filled it, taking a drink.
Sighing, Jason reached over and grabbbed her arm, gently, yet firmly and turned her around, his dark eyes holding her blue ones firmly.
"Maggie, you can not eat this stuff, do you even remember what happened last time you were sick?"
His was gentle, she looked away from him, of course she knew, but she was so tired of the diet she HAD to eatt, that she just wanted something not so....bland. His hand moved up to her chin and guided her head, so she was back to having to look at him.
"Maggie, I am serious, this is NOT ok.. and please look at me when I am talkign to you"
His tone was gently but it was still firm, her eyes moved from him and settled on the wall beside him.
"Jason, I am soooo very tired of not eating the things I like, everything is so bland, sometimes... sometimes I just want something that tastes good, its not fair!"
Her voice started to rise at the end of her statemet and she jerked her arm away from him, walkign over to the table, she was getting defensive and that sometimes wasn't a good thing with Jason and she knew it, he coudl get broody for days. Following her, Jason grabbed her arm again, he was getting pretty tired of having to chase her, but again, this was mostly the way it went, he should have been used to it.
"Maggie, I KNOW you don't like it, I don't like it either, seeing you unhappy because of something like this, but thats just the way it is, you can NOT eat what you want, theres no discussion about it, you will get sick again"
Maggie scowled and pulled her hand away from him, the jerking motion caused her to hit the vase that was on the table and knock it off, the loud crash startleing her and she looked downa t it. Jason stood there, his anger slowly rising, he knew that if she wold just calm down, and do what she should, this would not ahve happened, she loved that vase. She looked form the pieces of stoneware that was all over the kitchen floor and up to her husband, he wasn't happy. Jason grabbed her again when she took off for the door.
"Margaret Elaise what are you doing?. there is a mess that need sto be cleaned up, this is dangerous to leave"
Maggie Looked at him , manageing to get out of his grip again.
"I don't care"
She spat the words out, she was pissed, she had just broke her favorite vase and somewhere in her clouded thinking she just knew this was all jason's fault. She took off down the hall to the livingroom, to try and get herself undercontrol.
Jason shook his head, he should spank her. But he knew he would not, he may think about it, and think about it alot.. but somehow he did not think that it would work to well, she could get fiesty, he knew this and he also knew that she would eventually calm down and come apoligize.. He started to clean up the stoneware vase.
Maggie heard him starting to clean up her mess, she felt bad, but still not bad enough to go help him, or do it herself. Instead she grabbed the remote, still scowling and her tummy growling becasue she did not get to finsih her breakfast and that just made her feel worse. She cycled through the channels not really looking for anything, and not settleing on anything either, it was then that she felt his presence, she ignored him, she was still so very mad.
"Maggie, what just happened in there?... what has gotten into you?"
His tone was still gentle, and she still ignored him, hoping that he would just go away and let her be.
"Maggie, I asked you a question, now answer me"
She wanted to, she really did, but her stubborness and her temper wouldn't let her, instead she got up and tried to head up the stairs. Jason wasn't having any of it at this point, he wanted this over with so they could have a good day. Stepping infront of her, he grabbed her shoulders to stop her.
"I don't think so, we are going to talk about this, you are goign to tell me what is wrong.. what EXACTALLY is wrong"
She looked at him, the irish in her coming out.
"I don't want to talk about it Jason, just let me be"
She tried to pull away, but this time he was holding tight and the more that she tried the tighter his grip got. In one motion, or so it seemed to her he had taken them both over to the couch and sat her down, he got right into her face. It was now or never he thought.
"You will talk to me now, or you will talk to me after I warm your bottom.. its your choice, kitten"
There is was, he has said it and his words were firm and Angry this time. She froze for a few moments and her belly started to feel like a whole hive of bees were stirring inside her. It ook that long fir it to sink in, he was talking about spanking her.. She stood up.
"What the hell are you talking about?.. are you fucking crazy?.. leave me alone!"
She fairly screamed it at him, and bolted over the couch to the stairs. he knew she was going to freak out, atleast she wasn't talking Divorce, that was encouraging. She was half way up those stairs when jason managed to grab the back of her sleep pants and started to haul her back down the stairs, only to be met with her kickign and screaming , trying to get away. he was happy, very happy infact that thee house they purchased last year was at the very end of the street and a bit away fromt he neighbours.
"Leave me the fuck alone, JASON!!, LET ME GO!!"
She screamed and Jason was silent the whole time he fought to get her down the stairs, he was told the first spanking was always the hardest if it was spontanious, there would be protest and she had one hell of a mouth on her.
Managing to finally get her off the stairs and into the livingroom, he shoved her firmly over the arm of the sofa. Maggie got scared all of a sudde, she didnt think he was serious, but apparently he was. She flipped herself, trying to squirm away from him, but he managed to grab her arm and hold them behind her back, pushing ehr back into the couch arm.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU FUCKING DOING!"
she screamed it loud, tears of anger starting to coem to the surface now.
"What I should ahve done a long time ago, way back in highschool baby"
With that said, his free hand that wasn't holdin her hands down, managed to pull her sleep pants down and then her pink cotton panties were the next to come down. Maggie panicked.
"NO!!, stop, you don't ahve to do this.. i'm sorry, Jason pleasee!"
She was pleading.
"I don't think you are sorry Margaret Elaise, but you soon will be"
With that his hand came down hard on her pale little bottom.
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK
His hand was hard, harder than she ever thoguht it would ever be and she kicked and screamed, this was hurting.
"Jason!, stop please!, i'm sorry!"
She was pleading with him again, but he still rained down on her bottom relentlessly. She needed this, even if she didn't knwo it, he certinally did
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK
"You will not eat what you want, what you know you are not supopsed to"
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK
"And furthermore, you will not talk to me the way you have"
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK
"You will start listening to me when I tell you so do something young lady"
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK
"do you understand?"
Maggie was kicking and crying, the tears were falling fast and her breting was becoming very rapid.She wasn't aware that he was talking anymore, she was just aware that her bottom was on fire and it hurt like hell.
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK
"Answer me, little girl!"
"YES!, OWWWWW<>
She said it simply, annoyed herself, she was starving and if she had to eat anymroe oatmeal she was going to turn into the Quaker Oats man. Jason just looked at her a moment and then in two long strides he crossed the kitchen and snatched the sandwhich right out of her hand, the trash can promply being fed this particular morning, se was pretty sure the trash can was happy and she knew that she wasn't.
"Maggie, you know better... that sandwhich will make you sick, do you want to get sick again?"
Jason was more than annoyed at this point, he was boardering on angry, only becasue he was there when she was at her worst, when she had been sick. Turningoward the sink, she pretended not to hear him, she scowled at the glass she grabbed fromt he dish rack and filled it, taking a drink.
Sighing, Jason reached over and grabbbed her arm, gently, yet firmly and turned her around, his dark eyes holding her blue ones firmly.
"Maggie, you can not eat this stuff, do you even remember what happened last time you were sick?"
His was gentle, she looked away from him, of course she knew, but she was so tired of the diet she HAD to eatt, that she just wanted something not so....bland. His hand moved up to her chin and guided her head, so she was back to having to look at him.
"Maggie, I am serious, this is NOT ok.. and please look at me when I am talkign to you"
His tone was gently but it was still firm, her eyes moved from him and settled on the wall beside him.
"Jason, I am soooo very tired of not eating the things I like, everything is so bland, sometimes... sometimes I just want something that tastes good, its not fair!"
Her voice started to rise at the end of her statemet and she jerked her arm away from him, walkign over to the table, she was getting defensive and that sometimes wasn't a good thing with Jason and she knew it, he coudl get broody for days. Following her, Jason grabbed her arm again, he was getting pretty tired of having to chase her, but again, this was mostly the way it went, he should have been used to it.
"Maggie, I KNOW you don't like it, I don't like it either, seeing you unhappy because of something like this, but thats just the way it is, you can NOT eat what you want, theres no discussion about it, you will get sick again"
Maggie scowled and pulled her hand away from him, the jerking motion caused her to hit the vase that was on the table and knock it off, the loud crash startleing her and she looked downa t it. Jason stood there, his anger slowly rising, he knew that if she wold just calm down, and do what she should, this would not ahve happened, she loved that vase. She looked form the pieces of stoneware that was all over the kitchen floor and up to her husband, he wasn't happy. Jason grabbed her again when she took off for the door.
"Margaret Elaise what are you doing?. there is a mess that need sto be cleaned up, this is dangerous to leave"
Maggie Looked at him , manageing to get out of his grip again.
"I don't care"
She spat the words out, she was pissed, she had just broke her favorite vase and somewhere in her clouded thinking she just knew this was all jason's fault. She took off down the hall to the livingroom, to try and get herself undercontrol.
Jason shook his head, he should spank her. But he knew he would not, he may think about it, and think about it alot.. but somehow he did not think that it would work to well, she could get fiesty, he knew this and he also knew that she would eventually calm down and come apoligize.. He started to clean up the stoneware vase.
Maggie heard him starting to clean up her mess, she felt bad, but still not bad enough to go help him, or do it herself. Instead she grabbed the remote, still scowling and her tummy growling becasue she did not get to finsih her breakfast and that just made her feel worse. She cycled through the channels not really looking for anything, and not settleing on anything either, it was then that she felt his presence, she ignored him, she was still so very mad.
"Maggie, what just happened in there?... what has gotten into you?"
His tone was still gentle, and she still ignored him, hoping that he would just go away and let her be.
"Maggie, I asked you a question, now answer me"
She wanted to, she really did, but her stubborness and her temper wouldn't let her, instead she got up and tried to head up the stairs. Jason wasn't having any of it at this point, he wanted this over with so they could have a good day. Stepping infront of her, he grabbed her shoulders to stop her.
"I don't think so, we are going to talk about this, you are goign to tell me what is wrong.. what EXACTALLY is wrong"
She looked at him, the irish in her coming out.
"I don't want to talk about it Jason, just let me be"
She tried to pull away, but this time he was holding tight and the more that she tried the tighter his grip got. In one motion, or so it seemed to her he had taken them both over to the couch and sat her down, he got right into her face. It was now or never he thought.
"You will talk to me now, or you will talk to me after I warm your bottom.. its your choice, kitten"
There is was, he has said it and his words were firm and Angry this time. She froze for a few moments and her belly started to feel like a whole hive of bees were stirring inside her. It ook that long fir it to sink in, he was talking about spanking her.. She stood up.
"What the hell are you talking about?.. are you fucking crazy?.. leave me alone!"
She fairly screamed it at him, and bolted over the couch to the stairs. he knew she was going to freak out, atleast she wasn't talking Divorce, that was encouraging. She was half way up those stairs when jason managed to grab the back of her sleep pants and started to haul her back down the stairs, only to be met with her kickign and screaming , trying to get away. he was happy, very happy infact that thee house they purchased last year was at the very end of the street and a bit away fromt he neighbours.
"Leave me the fuck alone, JASON!!, LET ME GO!!"
She screamed and Jason was silent the whole time he fought to get her down the stairs, he was told the first spanking was always the hardest if it was spontanious, there would be protest and she had one hell of a mouth on her.
Managing to finally get her off the stairs and into the livingroom, he shoved her firmly over the arm of the sofa. Maggie got scared all of a sudde, she didnt think he was serious, but apparently he was. She flipped herself, trying to squirm away from him, but he managed to grab her arm and hold them behind her back, pushing ehr back into the couch arm.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU FUCKING DOING!"
she screamed it loud, tears of anger starting to coem to the surface now.
"What I should ahve done a long time ago, way back in highschool baby"
With that said, his free hand that wasn't holdin her hands down, managed to pull her sleep pants down and then her pink cotton panties were the next to come down. Maggie panicked.
"NO!!, stop, you don't ahve to do this.. i'm sorry, Jason pleasee!"
She was pleading.
"I don't think you are sorry Margaret Elaise, but you soon will be"
With that his hand came down hard on her pale little bottom.
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK
His hand was hard, harder than she ever thoguht it would ever be and she kicked and screamed, this was hurting.
"Jason!, stop please!, i'm sorry!"
She was pleading with him again, but he still rained down on her bottom relentlessly. She needed this, even if she didn't knwo it, he certinally did
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK
"You will not eat what you want, what you know you are not supopsed to"
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK
"And furthermore, you will not talk to me the way you have"
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK
"You will start listening to me when I tell you so do something young lady"
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK
"do you understand?"
Maggie was kicking and crying, the tears were falling fast and her breting was becoming very rapid.She wasn't aware that he was talking anymore, she was just aware that her bottom was on fire and it hurt like hell.
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK
"Answer me, little girl!"
"YES!, OWWWWW<>
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