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  A Hot Bottom!

  Dort Wesley

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  Chapter One

  It wasn’t fair! It simply wasn’t fair!

  Lori raged silently. The only reason she agreed to marry Matthew Barton was to escape her own father’s rules and his punishments for breaking them! Not only did Matthew have a set of rules to rival her father’s, his punishments for breaking his rules were much harsher as well! The first time she decided to sleep in instead of getting up early and having his breakfast ready when he came inside after tending the stock, he’d rudely pulled her out of bed and slapped her backside and warned her that she was asking for a “hot bottom”. He pulled her through the house wearing nothing but her nightdress and told her to fix his breakfast pronto. Lori pleaded a headache, and turned on the tears, but Matthew shook his head and insisted he wasn’t that gullible. She slammed around the kitchen, fixing his bacon and eggs, and when she sat down to eat her own breakfast, he took her plate and dumped her food on top of his plate. “Little girls who can’t get up and have a hot breakfast ready for a husband who has already worked for two hours do not get to eat. Tomorrow you will get up when I do and see to it I have a hearty breakfast that will tide me until noon.” He made her sit right there and watch him eat every bite, and only then was she permitted to rise and wash the dishes. Afterwards, he went back to his chores and she was instructed to dress and get to her own chores. Lori wasn’t happy. She was used to sleeping in late whenever she pleased!

  Several other times, Matthew threatened her with a “hot bottom”, but Lori couldn’t seem to settle in and do things his way. She was supposed to have more freedom as a married woman, but Matthew didn’t see it that way! He expected her to stay busy from the moment they got up until they went to bed at night. One morning she decided she was going for a ride, but ran into a friend and was gone longer than she planned, and when she returned just before noon, Matthew threatened to give her a “hot bottom” if she was late with his noon meal. She barely put it together in time, and even then, Matthew scowled at her and told her he expected a hot meal, not a cold sandwich and salad greens.

  And then, the inevitable happened. Matthew wanted a clean shirt, and the only one hanging in the wardrobe was missing a button. Matthew looked at Lori in disappointment and asked her why she would hang up a shirt that was missing a button! Lori told him how much she detested mending and sewing, and he merely shook his head in disgust, and then asked where his other shirts were. Lori had to admit that she hadn’t done the ironing yet, even though she did the laundry three days earlier. She explained to Matthew that ironing was another chore she despised, and she was used to having a hired woman living in the house to tend to those menial chores.

  Lori learned immediately and to her dismay that Matthew did not care about what chores she hated, and he informed her he was not wasting money on hired help just so she could sleep in the mornings and sit around and be lazy all day! He was upset because the livestock was waiting for him to come and tend their needs, and gave her bottom a hard smack and told her to hurry and sew a button on his one and only shirt.

  Lori had tears in her blue eyes as she sat on the stinging handprint and attached a button to his shirt. He pulled it on just as soon as she finished, and then said the hateful words she didn’t want to hear. “You are in for a hot bottom right after breakfast, Lori. I would tend to the matter right now, but those animals need care. You’d best have breakfast ready when I come in, and do not bother putting drawers on under your clothing this morning. You will not have need of them today.” He stomped out of their bedroom and she heard the kitchen door slam as he went outside.

  Lori couldn’t help crying as she dressed and then brushed her hair, braided it, and pinned the braid up into a coil at the base of her neck. She added a touch of her precious perfume, hoping that Matthew would decide she was too grown up for a spanking. Once that was done, she made quick work of making their bed, and then hurried down to the kitchen. She took out ham and sliced off three pieces and put them in the skillet to fry. She peeled potatoes, and put them in another skillet, and then beat eggs and scrambled them. By the time Matthew came inside, the table was set, bread was toasted, and she had a plate of hot food heaped high to place in front of him. She poured coffee, too, and a glass of milk, and Matthew thanked her as he always did. It never failed to amaze her how much he could eat at a time. She knew he worked hard, and that he worked up an appetite. She also knew there wasn’t a bit of fat on his lean body. That thought caused her to blush, and Matthew picked that moment to look at her.

  “Are you dreading the hot bottom you’ve earned?” he demanded.

  “Matthew, I’m sorry I didn’t get to your shirts. I will iron them today, I promise.”

  “I am sure you will get to the ironing today because you are not going to feel like sitting down,” he calmly stated.

  “I am not a child, and not your daughter. I expect to be treated as a grown woman, as a wife is treated,” I dared to look at him and defend myself. “I have already apologized and admitted I was wrong. That should be the end of it.”

  “I disagree, little girl,” Matthew stared her down. “You spend more time trying to think of a way to avoid your chores than it would take for you to get them done. And, as for treating you as a wife, I fully intend to spank you like a grown woman. I would expect a child to need an occasional reminder to behave, but when a grown woman acts as a naughty, disobedient child, then the spanking needs to do more than capture her attention. You will not wish to sit down today or tomorrow, I promise, and if you do, then I will know I did not spank you long and hard enough and the next time I give you a hot bottom, I will take pains to make sure I remedy my mistake from the first time.”

  Lori was aghast at his words! She rose from the table, intending to run through the door and find her mare and race to her father for protection, but Matthew easily interpreted her intentions, and stopped her. Just that quickly, he was seated on her chair and she was draped over his lap in a position she was all too familiar with. Goodness knows her father had spanked her often enough over the years, and the last time just two days before she married Matthew! “No, Matthew! Do not! I am no longer a little girl! I am married now and this does not happen to married women!”

  “What a foolish notion that is, Lori. I can assure you that nearly all married women are spanked, unless the husband is a henpecked fool!” He turned up her dress and her petticoats, and then slapped her b
ottom hard. “You disobeyed me, wife! And your disobedience has earned you a second punishment. Stand up and remove these drawers right now!” He pushed her to her feet, careful to make sure she did not fall.

  “Please, Matthew! I did not think you would really dare to do something so shameful to me!” Lori whispered in embarrassment. “Do not make me remove my underclothing! We are in the kitchen and anyone could come to the door!”

  “Now, Lori, unless you wish a third punishment be added for defiance?” he asked meaningfully.

  “I don’t wish a punishment at all!” she cried out. “I did not expect marriage to be this way! I have even less freedom with you than I had with Papa!” she accused.

  “Very well, we’ll have a third spanking for defiance. You aren’t going to sit comfortably for a week, Lori,” Matthew predicted. He was through arguing with her. He reached out, grabbed her, and within seconds her drawers were lying on the table beside the dirty dishes. Matthew pulled her down over his lap, flipped up her skirts for the second time and was satisfied when he had a completely bare bottom to spank. “This is for not tending to your chores in a timely manner, wife. There is no room for laziness in this household.”

  Lori was crying from the very first spank. Her bottom wasn’t used to such a hard spanking, and she quickly learned how gentle her parent was with her! Matthew was not content with a half dozen or ten spanks, either! The spanking went on and on, and he even spanked her upper thighs above her stockings and the extremely tender spots in between her cheeks and thighs. The spanking was truly awful, and Lori was begging forgiveness long before Matthew was inclined to stop.

  “Do you think you can tend to your chores without having to be watched over like a child, Lori?” Matthew finally paused to ask.

  “Yes! I will!” she promised, thankful it was all over.

  “Very well,” he agreed, and then shocked her by saying, “You may get up now and fetch me a wooden spoon. Disobedience requires more than my hand.”

  “Oh, no! Oh NO! Please, Matthew! Do not spank me further! I am already so sore I won’t be able to sit for days! I am sorry I disobeyed you, and I won’t do it again!” Lori pleaded with him.

  “You are already disobeying me again, Lori,” he brought his hand down on her hot bottom! “When you are ready to obey and get the wooden spoon, let me know.”

  She cried out in dismay when Matthew started spanking again. These spanks were all to her very sore sit spot, and the pain was intense! How could he expect her to take another spanking and with a wooden spoon when she was already in such pain? “Please stop, Matthew! I will obey you!” she heard herself tell him, and even though she knew she had to say the words, it was against her will! She did not want to obey him. She wanted to run home to her parent and tell him that her husband abused her!

  “Very well.” He stood her on her feet and gave her a gentle push in the direction of the cupboard where she kept the cooking utensils. “Do not dawdle, Lori. Stubbornness only increases the amount of time you spend over my knee.”

  Lori felt as though she was watching herself as she walked across the kitchen, opened the drawer, and took out the smallest of the two wooden spoons she owned. She reluctantly walked back to Matthew and handed him the spoon when he held out his hand to her. “Please don’t, Matthew! I have learned my lesson,” she insisted. “I’m hurting so much now I can barely stand it!”

  “Then perhaps you will not disobey me in the future and then defy me when I tell you to do something,” he said without a trace of sympathy in his dark eyes. “Pull up your skirts to your waist and then lie over my lap again. This is a punishment, wife, and not meant to be enjoyed. I will have your obedience now.”

  Lori knew she had no choice. If she didn’t do as Matthew said, the spanking would be that much worse. He was a hard man and she’d made a huge mistake in permitting her father to select her husband for her. She made sure to keep the front of her covered, but exposed her bottom and then she lowered herself over her husband’s knee once again. She was mortified to find herself in this position, and vowed she was never going to earn another punishment as long as she lived.

  Matthew wrapped his left arm around Lori’s small waist and held her still. She was not going to enjoy the correction she’d earned. “Why are you getting this second spanking, Lori?” he asked, wanting her to state the reason so it was fresh in her mind while the spanking was happening.

  “Because I thought you were joking when you told me not to put on my drawers today! I truly did not think you were serious about spanking me, Matthew! I am sorry!”

  “When I tell you to do or not to do something, Mrs. Barton, I expect to be obeyed. Is that clear?”

  “Yes, Matthew. It won’t happen again!” she tried to mitigate the punishment.

  “I’m sure it won’t,” he calmly agreed.

  The first splat of the wooden spoon landed on flesh that was already smarting, hot, and sore, and Lori screeched in pain. The second followed the first, and it was just as awful, and Lori quickly learned that getting a second spanking on top of another was hard to endure. Matthew took no pity on her, and continued to pepper her backside with the bowl of the spoon while she hollered bloody murder. “Will you remember to obey me now, wife?” Matthew stopped spanking to ask.

  “Yes, I will,” she sobbed.

  “Good. For your defiance in not removing your drawers when you were told to do so, you will get another spanking and then you will go the rest of today and the following seven days without drawers. You will have a daily reminder that defiance is not permitted. I will check, and if you do not obey, you will find yourself with a hot bottom again. Am I understood, Lori?” he demanded.

  “Yes, Matthew,” she replied, but her face was scarlet. How could she go to church or ride over to visit her Papa without wearing drawers! It was scandalous! She would not be able to leave her home! It was simply unthinkable.

  The third spanking started right away, and mercifully, it was short. Matthew used the wooden spoon, and only spanked her sit spots and upper thighs. It was an extremely painful lesson, and Lori vowed she wouldn’t earn another one ever again.

  Matthew abruptly ended the spanking with one powerful spank from his hand on her inflamed cheeks and put her on her feet. “Now that you know I am serious about giving you a hot bottom, Lori, perhaps you will grow up and do what is expected of you. I will not wait so long next time to take you in hand. You have chores to do, and I will expect a nice hot meal at noon. Do not forget to get the ironing done, either, and I do not ever want to find a shirt in need of repair hanging in the wardrobe.”

  That ‘hot bottom’ lasted for a week before Lori could sit comfortably, and going all those days without her drawers only reminded her that her husband found her lacking as a wife. It was a painful lesson, and when Lori did work up the courage to tell her Papa that she felt Matthew a poor choice as husband because he was too demanding, her Papa just told her that it was time she grew up and acted like a married woman. He also informed her that he already knew Matthew had been forced to spank her and she would find no sympathy from him. She was a married woman now and if she didn’t want to be spanked she shouldn’t act like a spoiled little girl. Lori cried all the way home and vowed she was going to save money and run away! She wanted to make her own decisions and live her life as she pleased.

  When Matthew gave her money for supplies and the household, she was thrifty and spent money only for things that were truly needed, and she saved the rest. She realized it was going to take a lot of time to save enough to leave Matthew and travel to a big city, but Lori was determined to do it, and the next hot bottom he gave her only served to increase her desire to escape him and his rules.

  Matthew felt she spent too much time with a childhood friend, MaryJane Clark. MaryJane was a gossip, and Matthew decided she was a bad influence on his wife, and her told her that she wasn’t to visit with MaryJane when she was in town for supplies each week. Lori felt Matthew was too controlling and told hi
m so, and she said that she would have whatever friends she pleased. Matthew spanked her soundly, and then sent her straight to bed afterwards. Lori found it hard to sit for the next day or two, but went she went to town the next week, she did as she always did, and spent part of the day with her good friend. Of course Matthew asked her about it when she got home, and Lori didn’t lie.

  And now she was standing in the corner of the kitchen with her skirts around her waist like a naughty school girl, waiting for Matthew to come inside and give her another hot bottom. He promised this one would make the other feel like the barest of pats on her bottom, and all Lori knew was that it wasn’t fair! She didn’t want to be married to Matthew Barton, and she intended to tell him so! If he continued to treat her as a child, she was going to leave him, even if it meant taking a job in a saloon to support herself! Then her father and Matthew would be very sorry!

  Chapter Two

  Matthew slapped the shortened leather strap on his leg and winced. Yes, it would be very effective to redden his wife’s pretty butt, but it made him feel sad to realize it was necessary. He wasn’t trying to control her, but MaryJane had a terrible reputation in town, and he didn’t want his sweet Lori judged by her friend. Lori’s biggest problem was her father and the way he raised her. Roger Merriweather was a successful man, and could afford to keep hired help in the house. Lori was permitted to act like a princess, and then Roger was upset when she acted spoiled and refused to transform into a grown woman the moment she turned eighteen. He wanted her to marry and settle down, but Lori was picky and turned down one suiter after another… until Matthew came along. She liked the way Matthew looked, and she was intrigued when he didn’t bow and scrape before her. When he courted her, he didn’t let her decide where to go on a picnic; he chose the place. When she tried to cajole him into staying out a bit later at night, he was the one who said ‘no’ and had her home at a respectable hour. When they attended a dance, he kept an eye on her and didn’t let her go outside with any of the other men who asked. In short, he kept her attention and she wasn’t bored when she was with him. When her father told her that Matthew wanted to marry and he’d given his blessing, Lori decided to go along with his decision. Matthew couldn’t help but wonder if he’d rushed the wedding. Lori was struggling with the very things most women couldn’t wait to do, run their own home. He’d learned early in the marriage that he had to make it very clear what he expected of Lori, even to the point of designating times to have meals ready to eat. Lori wouldn’t do it unless he made a rule he was prepared to enforce. Even threats of a hot bottom didn’t seem to affect her… until he had enough of her childish behavior and gave her a sound spanking. She’d pouted for a week, but things had gone smoother since then, until this business with MaryJane. Lori gave him a lot of sass on the subject, even though he explained most of his reasons, and he was given no choice but spank her and send her to bed to reflect. The real reason was that he didn’t want that witch MaryJane taking advantage of Lori…