Fiction: A Bedtime Story

Written for BlueSky/Twitter on 11/24/24 when I couldn’t fall back asleep after a middle of the night wake up – original formatting & style intact. This is more of a short-sharp-shock than a fully fleshed out story. I hope you enjoy – I’ll have another tomorrow, I think!

In another world, where there isn’t a kiddo in my bed. I imagine waking up like this and being unable to fall back asleep, going differently. I could gently nudge my husband until he snuggles close, asks why I’m awake.

“I dunno. Can’t sleep.”

He sleepily tells me to try again.

I wriggle under the covers and close my eyes, but not before making sure my bottom is close to him.

A few minutes later when I still can’t sleep, I wiggle it. I can hear his smirk.

“Sleep, little girl.”

I pout. Wiggle my bottom again and sigh. 

Humph.

As I’m about to close my eyes again, he’s suddenly up on one arm, over top of me, pressing me face down into the bed and grabbing my hip.

“It’s time for sleep, not sulking.”

His hand falls hard on my bottom. They are large and heavy, always surprising me, given his profession.

“Ok ok. I’ll try harder.” I try to roll back onto my side but he’s pinning me down.

“I think you’ll sleep better with a sore bottom.”

I try and squirm away, but I *am* tired, and he’s strong. Although I’m wearing panties, the spanking stings and I whimper.

“Please, I get it, I’m sorry I woke you up!”

“Waking me up isn’t an issue – clearly you needed me.”

And with that, he yanks my panties down. I wail pathetically into the sheet as he lands a flurry of very hard hand spanks on my sit spots.

He doesn’t seem ready to stop anytime soon but starts smacking me harder. I drum my feet into the bed and whine. He is being very thorough for someone who had been asleep moments prior. 

After a particularly hard volley focused on the center of each cheek, he stops.

I’m sore and sniffling, my eyes watering. I reach back and my bottom is *hot* and I know it has to be red. 

He allows me to roll back onto my side and into his arms and I fall asleep with my bottom stinging and sore, my panties around my knees, held. And happy.

-M

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