The Long Day of Revenge (16 page)

“The bottom line is I do not know the answer. A solution as I see it may not be a solution for you. Look to your heart and soul. Look inside yourself and into the eyes of your husband. Determine what is stronger. A hatred for the kinkiness or a love for each other. If love wins out, then all will fall into place.”

Lucinda again nodded.

“We have a lot of time. Are you sure you wouldn’t like to roll over?”

Reluctantly, Lucinda rolled to lie on her back, looking not at her female companion, but up at the ceiling. She knew her breasts and pubic patch were being studied.

“You are a beautiful woman,” Esmeralda noted. “Your husband is a lucky man.”

Slowly, Esmeralda started on Lucinda’s breasts, gently manipulating the tops of them within her hands. It was then a new idea came to her. The recipient, however, was thinking of Manolo and how much easier he was to love in gentler situations.

“I know my husband loves me. I know I love him. It’s just that these other things are getting in the way. I think I’ve been a good wife to him. I really do. At times, I get so confused.”

Esmeralda’s hand drifted downward to rub Lucinda’s stomach.

“Again, you are a beautiful woman. Your husband is fortunate to be with you.”

“You are beautiful, also,” Lucinda answered. “If I was not married and if I was into other women, things could maybe be different today. That’s not a lie either, but it is what it is.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to try it? Silence is golden here.”

“No. I want to give you a yes, but must give you a no.”

Esmeralda brought her hand down to Lucinda’s abdomen and started to rub. Soon, she was caressing the pubic hairs. It was at that point she looked questioningly at her client. The response was again in the negative.

“Why don’t you spank me? I’ll walk you through some things that might make them go easier on you or help you get through them. We could do it step by step.”

“I only planned to talk about it,” Lucinda countered. “I do not want to cheat on my husband, and…”

“Look at it as therapy.”

Again, Lucinda hesitated.

“Look. I’ll walk you through some things. Pretend I am you for a moment, and you be the husband. Get up and picture me as being bad. Have me go across your lap.”

Esmeralda stood up, making her frontal side obvious and tempting.

“Are you always naked when you do it?”

“Sometimes,” Lucinda answered as she sat up on the bed and positioned herself. “Sometimes I am the only one naked. Sometimes he just pulls down my pants or makes me pull them down.”

“Okay,” Esmeralda noted. “One of the things is to try to relax. The more tense you make your muscles; the more it is going to hurt. Naturally, too, it’s going to hurt more when you’re bare than when you have pants or even panties on. You might try asking or even begging your husband to let you not get it bare assed. Plead with him to let you leave your panties up at least. It might work, or he might start with them up and just pull them down at the end. That might save some wear on your ass. It is worth a try.”

Lucinda considered the options, wondering how Manolo would react.

Esmeralda turned to show her own bare ass, which was likewise quite spankable, Lucinda had to admit that.

“Try to get him to just use his hand. If he says he is going to use the belt or some kind of paddle, try to talk him out of it. Beg and bargain like a little kid. That’s what I used to do when I was little, and sometimes it works. Now one problem is, he may get off on this and go on with the paddle as he intended to do anyway, but on the other side, he may yield to you. Take it with the hand, if you can. Now that hand is going to hurt, too. The hand has hard bone beneath the flesh, and when you get hit with it, it is going to sting, too, and I am damned sure you know that already. The only thing is, if you really don’t like the pain, you want to eliminate it as much as possible. Paddles hurt worse than the hand, and I hate that goddamned belt. Even now, when someone uses a belt on me, I am not so much into it. So remember this. Try to get him to do it with the hand.”

Lucinda said nothing, but was raking it all in.

“Remember women have been manipulating men since Herod and that whore who danced for him. Learn to do the same. Men think they are the stronger sex, and they might be physically, but they sure aren’t mentally. There are many ways to make him think he has everything under control, and while he thinks he is getting what he wants, work with it so in fact, you get what you want. These little tips I already threw out are good for that.”

Lucinda found herself nodding in agreement once more.

“Here’s another one. Play this like a card game and stack the deck in your favor.”

Lucinda didn’t get it and made a futile gesture with her hands.

“If you know you are going to get paddled or get the belt, then make sure it is one you want it with and not one of his choosing. Get a lighter paddle or paddles. Use ones that aren’t as heavy. Get a belt that is not really heavy leather and as smooth as possible. Get a lighter hairbrush if he uses that. Get one that is smaller, lighter, and of plastic and not wood. Ask him if you can choose your own implement to be punished with. Let him think you don’t like the process, when you really do. This is one of the tricks I use here with certain customers.”

Lucinda grinned at the possibilities of this. She hadn’t even thought of any of the suggestions before.

“When you get a real punishment spanking, there will not be much you can do about it, but if you spank for foreplay, it is a different ballgame. Select a safe word. That is, when it starts to hurt way too bad, you yell out some word that doesn’t fit, so your partner knows to stop and go on to other things. Apricot. Guadalajara. Dogs. Anything along that line. Now if your husband is anything like some of the men I know, this is not going to work all the time. For spankings before sex though, you establish that this is not punishment but stimulation, and some new rules need to apply. Make it clear you won’t be forced into doing something you both don’t want.”

Lucinda agreed.

“If it really gets bad, you can make him call his bluff. You see, he thinks you will never truly leave him, so if he gives you real discipline and you are tired of it, actually walk out the door. If you are doing it for foreplay and he refuses to stop when you use the safe word, you cut him off for sex. Have some added money stashed away where you can go to a hotel for a day or so. He’ll be shocked and he’ll be miffed, but within a few days he will be begging to have you back, and you’ll see him singing a different song!”

“I could only leave him if he cheated on me,” Lucinda answered.

It was Esmeralda who now smiled widely.

“He doesn’t need to know that. What have I been saying about stacking the deck in your favor?”

Lucinda smiled her first real smile in a long while.

“Okay. Now I’m going to lie down over your lap, and I want you to spank me,” Esmeralda instructed. “I want you to do it really hard, too, but slowly enough so I can guide you. Don’t get too carried away.”

“I feel like I am cheating.”

“You aren’t,” Esmeralda corrected. “This is therapy. If anyone is going to get off between the two of us, it will probably be me and that’s it. You just do and learn.”

Lucinda had to secretly admit this was a turn on, though she fought down this realization when Esmeralda had placed herself across her lap, with her own dark pussy hairs pressing against her legs. Her ass was turned upward and inviting.

“Now keep in mind my skin is darker than yours, which is a lucky thing for you. Your ass will turn red faster than mine. A red ass is a sign of a well-done spanking, so the faster and redder it gets, the quicker your punishment should end. Here’s another trick. If you are going to get a spanking, ask if you can prepare first. Say you want to go upstairs and wait for discipline, to think about what bad things you’ve done, and if you can’t talk him into giving it to you with your panties or pants up first, then use this instead. Redden your own ass a little first. Rub it real good and real hard beneath your panties. Get it a little red beforehand, so when the real spanking comes, you will be redder quicker. You won’t be able to use this all the time, but sometimes it might help. Do you want me to demonstrate? I can.”

“That’s okay. Are you ready to be spanked?”

Esmeralda repositioned herself slightly, and the brush of her bush against flesh brought an unfamiliar shiver to Lucinda.

“Almost. Now the key to this is trying to relax. Tension pulls and tightens the muscles, which makes it hurt more. I realize when you know you’re about to get it there isn’t always a way to relax. How do you relax when you know you’re going to have your ass pounded with a ping pong paddle? Well, you try. Anything that takes off some of the pressure is a plus. Now, I want you to spank me. Hit me really hard about ten times, and on number eleven, I will show you a few things. Make it real, but even when it is real and it is hurting, I will show of how to keep your wits about you and manipulate him in more ways and in your favor. Go ahead. I’ll probably scream, but that’s okay. I want it that way.”

Obeying, Lucinda brought her hand up and down a good ten times, just as she had been instructed, feeling the flesh quiver as Esmeralda received her punishment. How odd it felt to be the one delivering rather than taking the blows. Again, it was a thrill which she did not want to admit.

“Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!”

Esmeralda’s cries were for real, as were the blows. After the tenth one, she started to kick her legs and ordered Lucinda to stop.

“Kicking your legs can help remove some of the pain. So can moving your butt up and down. Usually if you do, your husband will probably tell you to stop and stay still, or he will take the time to throw your legs back down with one of his hands. Do it again and again, even when he tells you to stop. You can also move your hand over your ass. He’ll either reach out to move it or hold it behind your back, but either way it buys a little bit of time. You see, it isn’t just the hardness, but the timing. Your ass hurts more when the spanks are delivered faster and not spread out, so anything that offers a delay or a decoy will help. Now I want you to spank me really brutal, and I’m going to make a lot of fighting motions. Do it.”

Again, Lucinda responded with a set of severe blows against Esmeralda’s naked ass, feeling it shake with the impact of each slap and hearing the subsequent yelps that resulted.

“Owwwwwwww!”

Esmeralda started to buck furiously against the blows, and Lucinda stopped.

“Now keep doing it. Watch what I am doing. Give me ten more, and I want really hard strokes. I don’t want anything pulled, and when you’re hitting, I want you to really make my butt sting. Do it fast, and watch how I take them.”

Again, Lucinda delivered. Esmeralda reacted violently as she screamed and begged, fighting furiously against the blows. Lucinda in kind, instinctively tried to hold her down, but her victim was becoming a leaping Brahma bull in a rodeo.

“Ow! Please! Ow! Stop this! Owwww ! Oww! Owwww! Oww! Owwwww!”

Lucinda felt new and unnatural rushes course through her as she spanked all the more, while Esmeralda squirmed like a worm on a fishing hook.

“Ow! Owwww!”

Lucinda halted for fear of really hurting Esmeralda, but the woman had none of it.

“Harder. Do it more.”

Lucinda obeyed, delivering a series of truly blasting blows.

“Ow! Ow! Owwwwwwwwwwww!”

She was certain Esmeralda had orgasmed by the way her body gave such a great spasm. It was also clear that she had enough and rolled off her lap to the floor. From there, she rose and rubbed her ass vigorously.

“Now that we’re finished, I want you to tell me something. First off, I came, but what about you? Can you honestly try to tell me when I was pitching a fit on your lap and kicking and thrashing, it wasn’t a turn on? I mean, didn’t you feel anything when my pussy was rubbing against you and my ass was on the go? You were hurting my butt alright, but not as bad as I made it sound. That’s another lesson, too, but first don’t try to tell me you weren’t turned on by spanking me.”

Lucinda blushed, which said it all.

“That’s the point. If the movements turn you on, they will turn him on. They’ll make him shoot his load, and when he does, he’ll be too tired to spank further. The faster he comes during the spanking, the sooner it will end. Remember that and remember to yell like crazy. Even if it isn’t hurting that bad, make it sound like you’re gonna die at any moment.”

Esmeralda paused and studied Lucinda’s body. She was still quite aroused in spite of the orgasm that had flooded her while being disciplined.

“That won’t always work. Sometimes when he comes too soon, he tells me that and spanks me because of it all the harder.”

For a second, Esmeralda frowned, thinking of where she had heard this before. No. It was impossible.

“Are you sure you don’t want to be licked or anything? We have a lot more time.”

“No,” Lucinda smiled. “I think I am going to get dressed and leave now, as you’ve been most helpful.”

“Good,” Esmeralda answered, as she scooped up her robe and put it on. “My ass could use a break for a while.”

She stopped and made another suggestion.

“You know, this is a night for spanking. We have another girl here who gets disciplined, too, and a spanker coming in later. Would you like to talk to her quick and see what she can give you for tips, too? The reason why I got paired with you was because we assumed you wanted a bi-spanking and sex session, and the new girl is strictly straight.”

“That’s okay,” Lucinda answered, as she finished dressing and put her shoes back on, which was the last thing that needed to be added. “I can find the way out.”

“It is customary for me to leave with you or at least appear on the staircase, so everyone knows all is well,” she announced.

It was then they hugged each other like long lost sisters.

“Thank you,” Lucinda whispered, kissing her cheek. “Thank you. Stay safe.”

It was then fate intervened, just as it had done on the Manzano ranch back in time. As Lucinda and her host were walking down the stairs, the proprietor was letting the next client in.