Broken Promises
Janice walked in the door and was disgusted with
herself. She had broken a promise again
and hated that she couldn’t seem to stay on track. When Rex found out he would be disappointed
with her and more than that he told her that if she slipped again she could
look forward to an appointment with his belt.
He would be coming in later and she wondered if he already knew or if
she had to tell him. Somehow, that was
worse. Admitting she had let him down
again.
The last time she had a few too many she stepped up on the
bar and started dancing. Everyone
thought it was great fun and were egging her on. That is everyone except Rex. He was so annoyed, he yanked her down and
hauled her ass out of there. When he got
her home he put her to bed with the warning of a stern lecture. The next morning he lectured her for over an
hour about the evils of drinking too much and told her the next time she
overindulged she would be sorry.
Rex didn’t mind her going out with the girls, he didn’t even
mind her having a drink now and then.
What he did mind was her doing the things she would never do sober. The first time he met her was at a party for
his roommate. She was the life of the
party. When he was introduced she pulled
him by his necktie and invited him to kiss her until her toes curled. He realized she was a little tipsy and
declined the offer. In no time, she was
making the same offer to another party goer.
This fellow was taking advantage of the offer and Rex stepped in and
separated them. He tried to get her out of there and take her home but she
wanted no part of it. He just let her be
but kept an eye out for her the rest of the night.
When he met her again she was totally sober and didn’t
remember him at all. He was able to see
the real Janice and he liked her immensely.
She was feisty and cute as a button.
She had strawberry blond hair, green eyes and a smattering of freckles
across the bridge of her nose. She
reminded him of one of the characters in one of his sister’s childhood
storybooks. Sober, she was a little shy
but was not intimidated by his size or the fact that he was a police
detective. He wasn’t that tall, under six feet, but he was well muscled and looked very much like a football
player. Being a police detective made
him a little more cautious than other guys.
Once he got to know you he opened up but until then he kept himself
under wraps because he was never sure when he might come across someone in his
line of work. He began seeing her on a
regular basis. When they had been
together for a year he asked her to marry him.
She declined. Said she was not
ready to be married just yet and that he seemed a little too stoic for her. She wanted more fun out of life and he could
be a stick in the mud.
He decided it would be better for him if they didn’t see
each other for a while. During that time
she dated others. He tried doing that
too but Janice was too much in the forefront for him to even enjoy a casual
relationship.
One night he got a call from a fellow officer telling him he
had just pulled over a Janice Martin and she said she knew you and suggested he
call. Janice had been driving a little
recklessly and had refused a sobriety test.
That was when Janice suggested he call Rex. Rex told him to just hold her there and he
would be right over. When he arrived,
the officer and Rex had a chat and Rex convinced him he would handle the
matter. The other officer agreed. Rex went over to Janice, asked her to get out
of the car, and placed her across the hood of the car. She was a little belligerent and asked him if
he was going to handcuff her. He replied
that he would not handcuff her but he was going to spank her. With that, his hand began paddling her
backside. She was squirming and kicking
and his hand just kept on spanking. When
he was finished, she jumped up and started pummeling him. He told her to stop or she would be getting
more. The other officer laughed and when
Janice realized he had witnessed the whole scene she began punching him anew
and spewing invectives that would make a sailor proud. He picked her up and put
her in the back of his police car and locked it. He could hear her hollering as he went over
to her car, collected her belongings and locked the door. He let her stew a few more minutes as he
chatted with his fellow officer. Janice
was still yelling at him on the drive home so he finally just drowned her out
by putting on the police radio. When he
got her home, he hauled her out of the car and literally dragged her into the
house. He went to the bathroom, found a
bar of soap and threatened her with it if she didn’t stop yelling. She quieted and he began his lecture about
being a responsible drinker and how she could have hurt herself or others while
driving drunk and he was going to make sure she remembered that the next time
she tried to drive while impaired. With that, he pulled her over his knee,
lifted her skirts and gave her a paddling she wouldn’t soon forget. When her backside was a dark cherry red he stopped. She was sobbing in earnest and apologizing and
promised she would never do it again.
The next morning when to took her to pick up her car, she
thanked him for taking care of her and even admitted she needed that
spanking. She asked him if they could
start seeing each other again. He agreed
but asked her to promise that she wouldn’t drink more than she could handle and
remain sober. She promised.
Six months had passed since that night and she had been
doing so well. She didn’t know how she
could be so irresponsible. The good news was she hadn’t tried to drive but
still she had broken her promise. She
knew the spanking would be her worst yet but not nearly as bad as Rex’s
disappointment. She dreaded facing him.
She was in the bedroom when he came in. She could see by the look on his face that he
knew what had transpired. One of his
fellow officers had been at the lounge and had seen the whole thing. She didn’t even try to explain – she knew it
would be to no avail. He nodded and began removing his belt. She started
sobbing and he could see the regret on her face. He wasn’t swayed – if he didn’t keep his word
she would think it didn’t matter to him and it did. He told her to lay across the footboard of
the bed and handed her a pillow. The
first red line of the strap on her white behind almost made him stop
breathing. He hardened his resolve and
the next line was easier for him. The
strap moved relentlessly up and down her butt cheeks and her upper thighs. She
never begged him to stop, moved her hand back, or kicked her legs. She simply accepted her punishment. When he finally stopped he was holding back
his tears. He picked her up and cradled
her in his arms. He kissed her head and
told her he was sorry he had to punish her so harshly but he had promised and
he was a man of his word. Maybe she
would be a woman of her word in the future.
Janice remembered that spanking every time she ordered a
second drink. It would sit in front of her as a reminder of what she promised
her new husband. Coke wasn’t so bad after
all.
