Sunday 29 January 2012

Bad Day - (M/F, DD, Hand, Otk)

Entering her office and then hanging up her coat, Zoe groaned inwardly at the amount of papers she saw on her desk.  Having had just two days off work sick the previous week had created an enormous backlog of work, which didn’t seem to be reducing, only increasing. It didn’t help that her secretary was now off sick too, meaning  no extra help at all which only increased Zoe’s workload.


Taking a deep breath and letting out a long sigh, Zoe sat down in front of her computer and knuckled down to work. It was a busy morning at the office, people coming and going, phones ringing, both of which were not helping Zoe’s concentration and the noise was starting to irritate her. Zoe mostly managed to block it out and even managed to complete a large proportion of her tasks. Zoe decided to take a small break and check her emails only to find that for some reason she couldn’t seem to access them. Fuming somewhat as this was the third time this had happened in the past two weeks, Zoe called the I.T helpdesk. The guy at the other end of the phone didn’t seem very helpful to Zoe, though he did say she should be able to gain access in an hour or so. ‘An hour or so?!’ thought Zoe, ‘what if I have an important message!’ Zoe groaned again but realised that there was nothing she could do and so went back to doing some reading and filing.  

All seemed to be going smoothly for Zoe until later in the morning when having reached over for a pen from her pencil holder, she accidentally knocked over her plastic cup full of coffee, spilling its liquid content all over the file she was reading.


“F*%$**G HELL DAMM IT!!” Zoe cursed out loud. She immediately stood up, grabbed some nearby tissues and began clearing up the mess. In her frenzied state Zoe failed to notice her colleague was stood behind her with the office cordless phone in his hand. He had to pat her on the shoulder to get her attention, Zoe turned round to face him.

“It’s for you Zoe, the boyfriend I think” he smiled at her and handed Zoe the phone.

“Ok thanks Paul” Zoe said as she watched his retreating back.

“Hello?” Zoe answered wondering why her husband would be calling.

“Hey honey how is work?” asked Adam

“Oh just a little stressful but I’m just about coping” she replied

“That’s good. I just called to let you know that I’ll be home at around half six and I will bring us home a takeaway for dinner”

“Oh ok, well I shall see you later then” Zoe responded

“Have a good day sweetie. and Zoe?” 

“Yeh?”


“Watch your language young lady!” Adam told her in fairly stern voice but with a hint of amusement that he tried to hide. 

Zoe pulled a face and rolled her eyes. “I will” she said sweetly, “love you bye”. She quickly hung up before Adam had a chance to give her a lecture. ‘Paul must have been standing there longer than I thought’.


The rest of the day Zoe became more and more frustrated. It seemed that even though she had managed to get a fair amount of work done, people were asking her to do more and more. The phones were constantly ringing and as she entered her meeting that afternoon her head was starting to hurt.

Zoe then had to sit through two hours of her boss moaning and complaining about nothing and then the most boring presentation about god knows what. By 5 o clock Zoe was more than happy to be leaving.



However the traffic that day was worse than ever due to a road accident on the motorway. Zoe sat in her car wishing it would move quicker. After a frustratingly slow journey home, Zoe finally pulled up in her driveway. She walked over to the front door fumbling in her handbag for the house keys.  After a minute Zoe still hadn’t found them so she started emptying the contents of her bag hoping to spot them.

‘Damm where are they?!’ She wondered her annoyance levels rising. Zoe headed back to the car, unlocked it and immediately spotted them on the passenger seat. Picking them up and glad that she hadn’t lost them, Zoe unlocked the front door and entered.
 

Dumping her outdoor items at the bottom of the stairs, Zoe went straight into the kitchen and frowned at the mess she saw there. Deciding she was in no mood for housework today, Zoe half heartedly dumped some dirty plates in the dishwasher and then headed to the front room. She flopped herself on the sofa with a resounding sigh and switched on the television. Shortly after Adam arrived home and popped his head round the door seeing Zoe gazing at the TV screen with a bit of a pout on her face.

“Hey babe, how are ya?” he asked

“Fine!” she said sounding as if she was anything but fine.

Adam could tell there was something bothering her but before he could talk to her anymore he needed to put the takeaway in the kitchen before it got cold. Adam unwrapped the food and then called out to her.


“Zoe can you come and sort some plates out please” he asked but heard no response.

“Zoe?!”

“Yes I’m coming!” she shouted and rose from her spot to meet Adam in the kitchen.

‘oh dear’ Adam thought, judging by her response he could tell she was definitely stressed out.

Zoe ignoring Adam opened the cupboards and Pulled out two plates. Adam couldn’t help but notice the way she purposely slammed the cupboard door and the plates down on the counter.

Adam sighed. “What’s wrong honey?” he asked gently.

“Nothing” she muttered with her back to him.


Adam walked up behind her and placed his hand on her left shoulder. “Don’t lie to me young lady, something is definitely bothering you, what is it?!”

Zoe ignored his question and stepping to the side, forcefully pulled open the cutlery drawer pulled out two knives and forks and closed it with heavy push. Adam having decided he’d had enough of his girlfriends behaviour came and stood behind her again and spoke in a firm controlled manner; “Ok that’s enough of the tantrum, I want you to go into the living room and calm down, I’ll be in there in a moment”.

Zoe finally turned around and looked at him. “But what about dinner?” she questioned.


“Dinner can wait.” was all he said. Zoe not bothering to argue stalked and sulked her way out the kitchen and dropped her self back on the sofa. Zoe knew she’d been acting like a moody child since she got home but she couldn’t seem to help herself. She didn’t know why she was feeling and acting like this only that her stress levels had been building all day and she couldn’t seem to control them.

Deep in her own thoughts Adam entered the room and sat down next to her.  He put her arm around her and hugged her to his side This action caused Zoe to breakdown crying, the tears seemingly coming from nowhere flowed down her cheeks. “Bad day?” he asked softly and kissed the top of her head. Zoe snuggled up against him and simply nodded her head. Adam released her for a moment and gripping the top of her waist pulled her across to sit on his lap. Zoe always felt comforted in this position though she did feel a little childish at times. Resting his palm on her thigh he began to speak to her again.

“ Zoe I know we all have bad days but you need to talk to me about when you feel like this, not let it stay bottled up inside you causing you to act out.” he told her caringly.


“I know I’m sorry” she said sincerely while wiping her wet eyes with her hand.

Adam waited a moment before responding. “I know babe, but I’ve decided that I’m going to give you a spanking now”. he let those words sink in for a second before carrying on. “Not just for the little tantrum and for not talking to me but because I think it will make you feel better and put the day’s events behind you.” he said while gazing at her face. ‘Feel better?’ Zoe thought she wasn’t sure about that, Adams spanking tended to hurt!

With that thought Zoe couldn’t help but say “I don’t think I want a spanking!”

Adam couldn’t help but grin at her adorable pout. He gave her a gentle nudge and she stood up and waited for further directions.


Wasting no time Adam reached and unbuttoned her black work trousers pulling them down to rest below her knees. Standing there in her hot pink underwear Adam guided her over his lap. Adam immediately got to work, deciding no words were needed, covering her panty clad bottom in stinging spanks. He wasn’t intending this to be a punishment spanking as she hadn’t exactly been bad but he wanted it to be hard enough to make her feel better again. Adam continued to smack firmly away at her bottom turning it from white to a shade of pink. He debated over whether to stop the spanking and pick up the hairbrush he sometimes used for discipline spankings but decided his hand was doing a good enough job. Zoe began to squirm and let out cries of discomfort but Adam carried on. Adam stopped briefly to pull down her panties so he could spank her on the bare which he felt was most effective. He then continued raining his hand down landing several smacks to her sit spot causing Zoe to wail “Please stop.. no more ..ouch,…nooo!”  Adam decided he wasn’t done yet and continued spanking her pale round cheeks. Her bottom was now a deep red in colour and after landing a few swats to the back of her thighs he stopped. Zoe lay over his knees panting and sobbing quietly, her bottom was already on fire and she didn’t think she could take much more. All the days frustrations seemed to pour out of her.


Adam lifted her to sit on his lap again careful to keep her sore rear from touching anything. Adam rubbed her back for a few minutes while she calmed down. Eventually the sobbing had ceased and she looked collected.

“ Feeling better?” he asked affectionately.


“Yes” she replied even managing a watery smile. Her bottom hurt but she felt strangely better. Her mood had lifted, she felt so much more relaxed, her calmness restored. ‘Who knew spankings were such good stress relievers!’ she mused.
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