Movie Woes

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Turning the cold on more than usual, I tested the temperature and decided that it was as cool as I could stand it. Shrugging off my robe, I stepped into the tub and immediately started shivering. I hate cold!!! Droplets splashing on my feet made me feel like I was walking outside in the winter with nothing on them. Reluctantly, I eased myself under the spray, front first. Goose bumps instantly raised on my skin did nothing to help me forget my poor butt. Tender skin, when tensed up, has a tendency to feel like sandpaper is being applied to it. I found this out the hard way. Bracing myself, I slowly turned my back to the water, and almost launched myself through the wall. darn! Not only was it too cold, it stung too!! Gritting my teeth, I was determined to get through this shower as quickly as possible (you know, it’s amazing how much time we actually waste in the shower). I managed to wash everything in record time and stepped out to wrap the towel around me. That’s when I heard the doorbell. Now, who could that be? I thought.

Quickly drying most of myself, I threw my robe back on and hurried down to answer the door, but greeting me in the doorway to the kitchen was a grinning Rachel.

“Hey girlfriend” she beamed “how’s it going?”

Stifling the urge to wrap my fingers around her scrawny neck, I went to the coffee pot and poured myself a cup.

“Not too bad” I managed to reply, rather coolly.

Rachel sat at the table and waited for me to join her. When I didn't, she furrowed her brow and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Like she even had to ask.

“Oh I don’t know. Let’s see….you wanted to have some “fun” last night and then you ran like the hounds of heck were on your tail at the first sign of trouble, leaving me to fend for myself. Not to mention when I got home, Nate was still up and asked what we did. So, I told him the story we came up with, you know, in case he was to ask you too.’ I paused to catch my breath and Rachel shifted in her chair. I think she knew what was coming. ‘Then, when I was done, that’s when he decided to let me in on the fact that Brad had called him up to tell him there was something interesting he needed to see and he WATCHED the whole thing on TV!!!’

Glaring at her, all I could see was my supposed best friend sitting comfortably while I stood. It just wasn’t fair.

‘BRAD?? I’m going to kill that guy!!’ she squealed.

(Rachel and Brad went way back to their childhood days. Brad was a foster child and Rachel’s parents took him in. Rachel was only about two when an 11-year-old Brad came to live there. They grew to love one another like brother and sister. Brad became Rachel’s guardian after her parents were killed in a car accident when she was 12. But Brad, knowing that her parents spoiled Rachel, didn’t let her get away with much. Still, she seemed to be able to wrap him around her finger like anyone else).

Rachel stood, walked over to me and gave me a big hug.

‘I’m sorry Amy’ she said ‘I just panicked. You know how I am when something unexpected happens.’

Thinking back on some of our schemes, I felt a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth, threatening to spread into a grin. Rachel really is a good friend but when it comes to an emergency, she suddenly forgets how to breathe.

(She called me one day, hysterically crying that I had to come save her. Terrified that she was in some kind of mortal danger, I quickly phoned 911, gave them her location, told them I was on my way there and would they send some help. Imagine my surprise when I got there and found out that I had to 'save' her from a flat tire. She didn't know how to change one! It was even better when three cruisers showed up, sirens blaring, followed by the fire trucks and an ambulance! Of course, she didn't have the slightest idea what was going on and I had to explain that there had been a misunderstanding. Then I was subjected to a lecture from the very tall, very strong and very annoyed looking patrolman on how to use the 911 services responsibly. Nate was oh-so-impressed with that little episode).

‘Yeah, I know’ I said ‘but you could have waited for me you know.’

‘But, Amy, you know I couldn't. If I had been seen, you know what would have happened! And besides, it isn't like you got arrested or anything, right?’

Oh, sure, she can see the bright side of anything.

‘No, but you can guess how Nate reacted.’ I said, lightly rubbing my backside.

‘Oh you poor thing’ she cooed ‘he wasn’t too hard on you, was he? You’re ok, right?’ she asked.

Rachel is the only one of my friends I felt I could trust enough to tell about the nature of Nates and my relationship.

‘No, he wasn’t hard on me and yes, I’m alright….for now.’ I replied.

Just thinking about tonight sent shivers up and down my spine.

‘What do you mean, “for now”?’ she asked.

‘Well, the warm up was last night’ I said ‘tonight is the real punishment.’

‘Oh,’ she replied ‘that would explain what I saw in the living room then.’

Oh God, she’s already SEEN it. groan.gif

‘Yeah, well, I can’t say I don’t deserve it,’ I said ‘and by the way, I wouldn't get to close to Nate for a while. He’s mad enough to apply some “manners” to your butt too. And I wouldn’t get too close to Brad either. You know how he feels about your “pranks”.’

Maybe it was my imagination, but I swear I saw a sparkle in her eye at the thought of that. Could it be that she secretly wanted that kind of a relationship too?

‘Rachel, I want to ask you something, and don’t be embarrassed or anything, ok? Just tell me the truth.’

‘Ok, I’ll try.’ she said.

‘Would you ever consider hooking up with a guy who spanks?’ I asked her. I saw a multitude of emotions cross her pretty face.

‘I don’t think so’ she said finally ‘no one would be able to hit me and get away alive, if I could help it. Besides, Brads all talk anyways. You know how many times he has threatened to turn me over his knee, but I turn on the charm and voila…I walk away without a scratch. Oh, yeah, sorry’ she said when she realized what she was saying.

Then she smiled and sat back down.

‘So, you gonna get dressed or what?’ she asked ‘we have a lot of shopping to do today. Unless you would rather stay here.....’

‘Don’t even think of leaving me here.’ I said, and, walking past her, I popped her on the head lightly. By now I was feeling much better. She certainly knows how to get me out of the dumps, I thought, as I got dressed. I decided to wear something loose and put on my sundress....without panties, of course. I just hoped today wouldn’t be windy.

Rachel and I went to the mall to do some window-shopping and then we decided to take in a movie. Once again, I let Rachel lead the way, and the movie she picked was one of those 'women get the last laugh' types. I couldn’t get into the picture much so most of the time I was thinking about what the night would bring. I knew I shouldn’t be torturing myself like that but it's like passing a car accident. You just gotta have a look. Rachel was so engrossed in the film that she didn’t even notice when I went to the lobby to call Nate and see how his day was going(also to put his mind at ease as to where I was that afternoon so he wouldn't think I was out stirring up trouble with Rachel).

By the time the movie was over, it was almost six, so I drove home and told Rachel I would call her later, if I weren’t too tired or something. She giggled and said I probably wouldn’t be sleeping very much tonight and ran to her car before I could get a good swing at her.

I went inside and started dinner, then I went up and took a warm shower. As I stepped out of the tub, I heard Nate coming in the door, so I hurried to dress and ran down to meet him. I had decided to try and get my punishment reduced to something a little less severe, so I greeted him with my sexiest smile, slinked up behind him and purred

'Hey there sexy, wanna have some fun before your wife gets home?'

Nate smiled and, taking me in his arms, gave me the biggest bear hug I have ever experienced.

"So, how's my well behaved girl tonight?" he asked.

Gee, he's in a good mood today, I thought. Maybe if I played my cards right, I could get out of the activity that was planned for tonight. Smiling my biggest, brightest smile, I wrapped my arms around his waist, told him that so far the day had been a pretty good one and asked him how his day was. Walking towards the living room, he said,

"I had a great day. Everything seemed to fall right into place for me."

Well, that WAS a good thing, I thought. Then, just as I got my hopes soaring, he continued...

"And, it's going to be an even better night."

Hearing my quick intake of air, Nate smiled, gave me a wink that said he knew what I was thinking and continued on into the living room, leaving me to stare after him. I heard him chuckle to himself as he sat in front of the TV. to watch the news. Before I knew what I was doing, I had picked up the cordless phone and caught myself just in time to resist the urge to throw it at the back of his head. That would probably just make it worse, I thought. Much to my surprise, I heard him say as I placed it back in its cradle,

"Good thinking, littlie lady. That would have been a BIG mistake."

Only then did I notice that he hadn't turned the television on yet and could see my reflection in the shiny black screen. I smiled, stuck out my tongue(after he turned the set on, of course) and went back into the kitchen to finish fixing dinner. Just as I was putting the finishing touches on, I heard a knock at the door. Nate went to answer it and I heard a familiar voice greeting Nate. Brad?? What was he doing here? I wondered. Then I heard Rachel’s voice too. Ok, what was the deal?

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Nate escorted our guests into he kitchen, where Rachel sent me a look that conveyed she was just as curious as I was as to why they had decided to come over. Not that I minded, it just wasn’t like Brad to show up unannounced. Nate noticed the looked that passed between Rachel and I, and in his most innocent (and yet somehow unconvincing to me)voice, said..

"Oh, Amy. Did I forget to tell you I invited Brad and Rachel over for dinner tonight?"

(Yup, sure he "forgot". What was he up to?)

Since I had made enough to make sure there would be leftovers for the next day, I told him that it was alright. Rachel asked me if I had that sweater she asked to borrow, and seeing my perplexed look, she stressed,

"You know, the one I asked you for yesterday?", all the while, tilting her head in the direction of the stairs. I caught on that she wanted to talk to me and immediately jumped into the act.

"OH! THAT sweater." I said "Yeah, it's up in my closet. I’ll go get it."

"I’ll come with you" Rachel said "there’s a pair of shoes I wanted to borrow as well."

And with that, she and I went up to the bedroom. Just as I approached the top of the stairs, I was sure I heard Nate and Brad chuckling about something but Rachel was too far ahead of me to confirm it, so I put it out of my mind. Once in the room, Rachel flopped on the bed and rested her head on her crossed arms.

"Ok, what the heck is going on?" I asked. Rachel looked at me, sighed and said

"All I know is that Brad TOLD me we were coming over here tonight. I tried telling him I had other plans but he said I would have to cancel them."

Sitting up, she crossed the room and peeked into the closet.

"Well, I don’t know about you Rach, but I have a really bad feeling about this. I mean, we both know what's on the agenda tonight,"

Unconsciously, I reached back and placed one hand on my bottom,

"but why did Nate invite you guys here?"

"Well, I sure don’t know" Rachel said "maybe Nate changed his mind?"

I shook my head "No way. Nate has NEVER done that."

Deciding that we had been away from the guys long enough, Rachel and I went back down stairs. The guys were in the living room, and I noticed that Brad was sitting beside the chair where the belt was, and as I walked in, he smiled and “accidentally” brushed his foot against the belt.

I was starting to get an idea of what was going on now, but I could not believe that Nate would do something like that. I mean its one thing to be spanked in the privacy of your own home….but to have an audience? Maybe I was reading too much into things because I knew what was going to happen. Yeah, that had to be it.

Rachel went and plopped herself on the couch, curled her legs under her and started watching the TV while I went into the kitchen to get supper ready. Nate came in to help me and as we worked side by side, I worked up enough courage to ask Nate what was going on.

“What do you mean, sweetie?” he asked, as he chopped the lettuce for the salad.

“Well,” I said “normally, Brad doesn’t show up here unannounced and you always tell me ahead of time about dinner guests….”

I stopped there, suddenly realizing that Brad and Rachel WERE here for a reason….

“Oh Nate…you didn’t….you couldn’t have…..please say you didn’t tell Brad about tonight!” I whispered.

Nate looked at me, and I saw what I did not want to see before he even spoke…

“Of course I told him about tonight” he said, “how else would he know to come for dinner?”

That’s my Nate, I thought.

“You know what I’m talking about Nate, please don't joke now…..”

Nate dried his hands on the towel and took me in his arms. There was always something about having his arms around me, which made everything in the world right as rain. Placing a finger under my chin, he tilted my face up to his, kissed me softly on the lips and said,

“Yes, I told him about your punishment tonight. You have a champion defender where Brad is concerned…did you know that honey?”

I tried to follow what he was saying, but all I could see were those beautiful blue eyes….and then remember that I had caused disappointment to shine in them last night. Nate continued…

“He told me that you shouldn’t be punished again, tonight, for what happened since I had already spanked you last night. So, we decided that they would come to dinner and afterwards, I will pose a question to you.”

Well….that snapped me out of my fog, quickly!

“What question would that be Nate?” I asked

“You will just have to wait, little one” he said, then went to tell Brad and Rachel that dinner was ready.

OOOOO, I hate when he makes me wait!!

We all sat talking and laughing through the meal, Brad and Nate talking sports, Rachel trying to talk to me about the sale at the mall, but all I could think of was what the question could possibly be? I knew that once we were all settled from dinner, that’s when it would start.

Rachel poked me with her fork a few times to get my attention, and then she finally decided that I was pre occupied and joined in the conversation with the guys. I tried to eat as slowly as possible, hoping that once dinner was done, it would be late and they would have to leave….but as it turned out, Nate knew me better than I thought.

After an hour had passed, Nate announced that dinner was over by rising from the table and heading into the living room. Brad and Rachel quickly followed but I sat there for a few seconds longer. I tried to decide if I should clear the table right away or join them. Finally, I got up and went into the living room. The belt was still where it had been all day, but now Brad was sitting on the couch with Rachel, and Nate was sitting on the love seat.

I wandered over to the love seat and was about to sit down when Nate suddenly stood up, making me jerk my head around and losing my balance. Strong arms reached out and caught me before I fell, and I heard a giggle come from the direction of the couch. So, Rachel thought it was funny, did she? I thought. Nate turned to face Brad and Rachel and Brad stood up. Rachel stopped smiling by this time and looked at me to find out if I knew what was happening. I stood there like a statue, except for the butterflies in my stomach and my legs were a little wobbly.

Nate and Brad walked over to the chair and, taking a position on either side, looked like two sentries guarding the gate to the castle. Nate spoke first.

“Now, here's the scoop on what’s going on tonight.” He said
“Rachel, you know that Amy got punished last night for the little “prank” you two pulled.”

I looked over at Rachel. She was alternating looking at Nate then Brad then back again and nodding…not so funny now, is it? I thought.

“Ok, you also know that Amy had another punishment tonight, yes?”

Rachel only nodded again, unable, for the first time in her, life to speak up. I made a mental note to mark this historic night on the calendar.

“Good. Brad and I have been talking it over,” Nate said, pinning Rachel with that stare I knew only too well ” and we have decided that, since Amy has been punished once, and you have not….”

Rachel leapt to her feet (now that’s the Rachel I remember…) and stammered ”Na…Nate….I don't know wh…wh…what you are getting at…but I do not have to stand here and listen to it.” As she turned to leave, Brad spoke for the first time since we entered the living room.

“Rachel Marie…!” he snapped out “you will sit down and listen to every word!”

Rachel was startled, to say the least, and we all could see the indecision on her face. She looked to me and, finding no answer, looked to Nate, then to Brad. Then she surprised everyone in the room. She sat back down! Brad smiled. Nate smiled. I was just as confused as Rachel was but I didn`t want to bring any attention to myself just yet, so I said nothing. Nate continued…

”Now, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted…since Amy has been punished and you have not, Brad and I have decided to let Amy have a choice.”

The shock that registered on my face must have been comical, because both men chuckled. Then Nate came to me, and wrapped an arm about my shoulders. My feet felt like lead weights but when Nate started to draw me away from the loveseat and over to the chair, I did the best I could to keep from appearing like I was resisting. We stopped in front of the chair and Nate turned us both, so that we were facing Rachel.

“Amy, “he said “I told you earlier that a question would be posed to you tonight, and you would have to make a decision.”

I could only nod.

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“This punishment, which will take place here…tonight…..who do you think should be the recipient, you or Rachel?”

Oh my God….he was asking me to choose?? I heard a gasp come from the direction of the couch and the unmistakable sound of someone jumping to their feet.
Brad stepped forward, as though anticipating Rachel’s intention to take flight.

“Ummm….well…” I stammered “I…what….why are you making me decide this?” I cried “why can’t we just get this over with?”

Nate stepped in front of me, leaned down and gently pulled me closer.

“You will be the one to decide, little one” he said ‘or else both of your bottoms will be glowing before the night is through.”

Well…that did it…I had a choice…I could get out of this punishment and Rachel would finally get what she deserved….

I glanced at Rachel, who was pleading with her eyes not to say her.
Then I thought back to the “prank” and how Rachel always got away with it and I always ended up paying for it. Looking down at the floor, I whispered,

“I think Rachel should be the one.”
Suddenly, Rachel came back to life.

“AMY! How Could YOU!” she yelled at me “I thought you were my FRIEND!”

And with that, she tried to bolt out of the room, but Brad managed to catch a hold of her shirt and successfully detain her.

“I AM your friend, Rachel.” I said softly “I only wish that you had been mine.”

I started to cry then, the combination of stress, relief and hurt too much for me to hold back. I sank to the floor, my hands covering my face and sobbed as if I had lost my best friend in the whole world, which is what it felt like to me.

Nate told Brad to hold Rachel while he took me upstairs to lie down. He picked me up and carried me as I cried against his shoulder, to our bedroom, laid me on the bed, and kissed my forehead.

”Sweetheart, I’m proud of you” he said sitting on the edge of the bed “you did the what we were hoping you would do….the right thing….you wouldn’t have been doing Rachel any favors by taking the punishment for her part in what you two did, and you would have only been hurting yourself, as well as me, if I had to do punish you.”

Nate sat with me while I tried to pull myself together. I could hear Brad and Rachel`s voices drifting up from the living room. Rachel was angry, and I wondered if I would still be able to call her my friend tomorrow. Finally, I had cried all the tension out of my body, and though I felt like a rag doll, I told Nate that I needed to be there when Rachel was punished.

“I have to make sure she knows” I said “that I am her friend and that I will be there for her…I can`t desert her…not now…not like this”

Nate nodded and said he would be waiting for me downstairs while I freshened up.


After scrubbing my face with cold water, and brushing my hair, I went back down to the living room. Rachel was in her chair, brooding and occasionally directing her blazing eyes towards Brad. Brad and Nate were sitting quietly, watching something on the TV, but when I stepped through the doorway, Nate smiled, stood up, crossed the room and gave me a hug.

“Welcome back darling. You feeling any better?” he asked me.

I nodded and quickly glanced towards Rachel. She stared at me for a few seconds, then looked away. ‘oh boy’ I thought ‘she’s really mad at me.’

Nate guided me towards the sofa and I sat down, and waited while Nate reclaimed his seat.

“Now” he said, “I think its time we finished this. Brad?”

Looking over at Brad, i heard Rachel sigh, then Brad stood up, motioned for Rachel to do the same and without a word, he guided her to the love seat, sat down and pulled Rachel to stand between his knees.

“Rachel, love…you have been getting away with far too many things, not just lately, but your whole life. I’ve stood by and allowed it to happen because I didn't think it would be right for me to correct your behaviour, but you have gone way too far this time. And now, its time for you to pay the price. Do you understand?”

Rachel stared at Brad, lower lip pouting out and nodded.

“No, Rachel…I want to hear you say it.” Brad told her

“Yes Brad, I understand” she replied

“What do you understand?” he asked

Rachel blinked a few times, unsure of what he was asking, then it dawned on her…

“Oh Brad! You can’t mean you want me to SAY it!” she cried

“Yes baby, that’s exactly what I mean” he said and crossed his arms, waiting for her to respond.

Rachel fidgeted a bit, sighed a few times, then in a small voice said…

“I understand that I have been a very naughty girl, and that my recent actions have been overboard…and now….now…” Rachel’s lip quivered but Brad wouldn't let her off the hook.

“What Rachel? What’s going to happen now?”

“You are going to punish me” she told him, her gaze fixed on the lap directly in front of her.

“And just HOW am I going to punish you sweetie?” Brad asked

“You're going to spank me” she whispered

“Louder Rachel, I'm sure Nate and Amy couldn't hear you”.

Rachel cleared her throat, took a deep breath and stated louder…

“You are going to spank me…you are going to put me across your knee, bare my bottom and spank me for being such a naughty girl!”

“That’s right baby…and its not going to be a pleasant experience, I can tell you that much. But I hope you will learn something from this” Brad told her. He then shifted so that Rachel was on the outside right of his leg, took her by the arm and guided her down across his lap. Rachel went without a fuss, but I could tell by her breathing that she was getting close to tears already…I just hoped Brad didn't feel sorry for her and let her off too lightly. I mean, I LOVE Rachel…she's not only my best friend, but she`s like a sister to me…but I knew that she has needed this for a LONG time and i was shocked to realize that I was looking forward to her not being able to sit comfortably, as I had so many times because of her. I also said a silent prayer that Rachel wouldn't hate me when it was over and done with.

Brad started spanking Rachel over her clothes, every so often stopping to rub it gently for a few seconds, then continuing a little harder each time. Rachel lay across his lap, trying not to make too much of a fuss, but then, the inevitable happened…Brad stopped spanking, told Rachel to stand up and take her pants and panties down.

“Oh BRAD!!! DO I HAVE TO??” she cried out, grabbing the waist band and holding it in her fists as though it were a lifeline for a drowning person.

“Rachel…you KNOW you do” Brad said, and his foot started tapping like it always does when he`s getting annoyed.

Rachel, seeing this, quickly undid her pants and slipped them over her hips to just below her knees…then, with a quick glance in our direction, quickly dropped her panties down and practically threw herself back over Brads lap. I heard Nate chuckle, and I gave him a quick elbow to the ribs. I guess he understood and composed himself.

Brad, in the mean time, was staring down at Rachel's faintly pink cheeks, his right hand resting on the lower part of her bottom. All at once, he started spanking in earnest, and Rachel squealed in surprise, if not a little in pain. Brad spanked one side, then the other, making sure to keep the smacks even but firm. Rachel’s bottom quickly went from light pink to dark pink to cherry red to deep red in a matter of minutes, and she kicked, pleaded, wiggled, cried, squirmed, and tried to cover her bottom with her hands, but Brad effectively pinned them in place to the small of her back and after retrieving the hairbrush from the side table (I didn't even know it was there!) continued spanking until Rachel was sobbing, her tears flowing down her cheeks to puddle on the floor. Brad stopped at that time, and started rubbing her poor cheeks, murmuring words of comfort to her. When her sobs subsided, he helped Rachel to her feet and, standing himself, pulled her into a warm embrace, kissing the top of her head and slightly rocking her back and forth. Finally, Rachel looked up at Brad, tear streaks clearly visible, and smiled at him, stood up on tiptoe and gave him a tender kiss on his lips.

I didn't realize until now that Nate had put his arm around my shoulders, and he pulled me close to him, hugging me tight. I smiled and sighed, but never took my eyes off Rachel and Brad. I still needed to know if Rachel would leave our house my friend or not. Rachel sensed I was looking at her. She turned her face to me, and for a moment, I thought my worst fears had come true, but then she smiled at me…and mouthed the words ‘thank you’. I almost started crying myself then…because now, I knew…Rachel and I would NEVER be just friends again…now were really were sisters…SPANKED sisters, but hey…that’s the best kind of sisters there are…

Right?