Thursday, September 13, 2012

Broken Promises - A Story

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.

When the girls asked her to join them after work she hesitated.  She wasn’t sure she had enough will power to say no to that first cocktail.  Unfortunately for her, that first cocktail released her inhibitions.  She had a very low tolerance for alcohol and she would find herself inebriated after three drinks.  When she had a few she was like a different person. She did and said things she would never do while she was sober and she liked the freedom the alcohol provided. This time she had flirted with one of her co-workers a little too much and one of the other guys had to come to her rescue.  She was totally embarrassed and now she had to face both of them next week at work and knowing Rex  an apology would have to be made.

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.