Lessons Learned

Ororo Munroe and Jean Grey sat in the front seat of Jean’s red convertible holding hands. They were on their way to two weeks vacation time at the summer beach house that they rented every summer. It was their down time and they looked forward to it every year. Ororo sighed in pleasurable anticipation as Jean drove. Hyes yes began to flutter shut but were quickly snapped open by Jean’s angry shouts.

“Jean?” Ororo asked carefully. “What is the matter, love?”

“Goddamn drivers. Mother fucker cut me off!” Jean hissed.

Ororo sat up and stared hard at her lover. “Jean!” Jean didn’t show any signs of apology for her temper. “What is with you, woman?” Jean didn’t answer. Ororo was starting to worry about her lover. Jean’s mood had been getting worse and not even the knowledge of their vacation seemed to appease her. Jean muttered something under her breath and jerked the car into the passing lane. “Jean, slow down right this instant and be careful.” Ororo said as she placed a hand on Jean’s thigh.

Jean slowed down but her mood was still dark. The past few weeks had been overly stressful for her and she couldn’t seem to let go of the emotional build up. She sighed a little and tried to relax as she felt Ororo’s hand rubbing her leg, but only for a moment. “Not while I’m driv Oro Ororo.” She snapped and pushed Ororo’s hand away.

Ororo just looked at Jean and shook her head. She knew what Jean needed, she knew what she had to do, but she really didn’t want to start off their holiday by spanking her. She sighed quietly and made up her mind to give Jean one last chance. A chance quickly blown when Jean snapped at the waitress at the small surf and turf restaurant they had gone too. Ororo grabbed Jean by the arm in parking lot and held firmly till they made it to the car. “Give me the keys, Jean?” She demanded.

“No. Why would I do that? We agreed I would drive up and you would drive back.” Jean said in protest.

“Because your in no mood to drive. You’ve been a bitch to every one for days and your to moody to drive safely. Now give me the keys!” Ororo didn’t wait for a reply. She took the keys from Jean’s bag, opened the passenger door and pointed for Jean to get in. Jean looked at her for a moment and then got in the car. She flipped her long red hair and refused to watch as Ororo walked to the drivers side.

“We’re not going to deal with this attitude our entire vacation my love.” Ororo said as she drove the last half an hour to the bench house. “I’ve seen the signs for a while now and should have handled this before we left. For that I am sorry.” Jean felt a knot forming in her stomach. Neither woman said another word until they got to the house. Ororo got out of the car and started to unpack their luggage from the trunk. “Which bag did I put my black skirt in?” She asked Jean as they carried their things into the house.

“The large brown one.” Jean replied.

Ororo nodded. “I’ll need my black belt from it. Did we bring any of the white cotton t-shirts?”

Jean’s face paled. “Why would we need t-shirts?”

Ororo took Jean by the hand and lead her into the living room. She sat on the couch and pulled her lover down onto her lap. She encircled her arms around Jean and held her tight. “Because my love, as I said in the car, you’ve been asking me to spank you for weeks and I have failed in delivering. We’re going to handle that tonight so we can enjoy the rest of our time together.”

Jean’s face flushed. She had been wanting, needing to be spanked. She needed the release. “I brought three of the t-shirts.” She said softly. “And.. and the paddle.”

Ororo looked up at her in surprise and then nodded. “I will finish unloading the car, Jean. I want you to go into the bedroom and find my black belt, get your hair brush out, and put on a white t-shirt. No panties.” Jean nodded and Ororo kissed her cheek before letting her go.

Jean picked up the bags she would need to get out what Ororo asked for and went into the bedroom. Her hands shook as she found the belt, her brush, and the white shirt. She lied the belt and brush on the bed and changed quickly. Then she sat on the edge of the bed, gripping the hem of the shirt in her hands and waited. A brief smile danced across her face as she recalled the spanking she’d give Ororo weeks ago. Her day had indeed come.

After unloading almost everything from the car Ororo headed to the bedroom. She sighed inwardly as she saw Jean sitting on the bed waiting. She should have done this before they left and wished that she could paddle herself for not doing it. She shook her head and then closed the door behind her. “Stand up, Jean.” Ororo ordered as she came over to the bed. Jean stood but didn’t look at Ororo. Ororo took her lover’s face in her hands and kissed her forehead. “You know you need this. You need to let go and let me help you release it all, Jean.” Jean nodded and looked into her lover’s eyes.

Ororo sat on the bed and pulled Jean over her lap. “We’re starting with the brush after a warm up, Jean. Then you’ll stand in the corner for a while before I use the belt.” Ororo didn’t wait for a reply she just began to spank Jean with her open hand. Jean yelp with each blazing smack. Ororo didn’t hold back. She allowed her hand to fall hard and soon her lover’s cheeks were a dull red. She then picked up the hair brush. “Your going to be well punished my love and when we’re finished we can start this vacation off right.”

Jean’s butt was on fire. Ororo’s hand was stinging and now the brush was just reawaking every nerve ending in her bottom. She tried hard not to cry but as the brush continued to cover each inch of her butt and upper thighs she couldn't hold back. She began to cry softly and then a little harder. Suddenly Ororo changed back to her hand and Jean finally let go. Jean was crying soulfully into the blankets of the bed when Ororo finally stopped.

Ororo gathered Jean into her arms and held her as she cried for a few moments and then stood the woman up. She gave her a quick drink of water and picked up the brush and swatted Jean’s ass all the way to corner. “You’ll stand here until I feel your ready to be spanked with the belt, Jean. I don’t want to see you trying to recap all those emotions. I can fell it in out link if you.. And if I do, I’ll go out and get a switch. Just let it go, lover.”

Jean nodded and stood in the corner crying. She could feel the stress and emotion of the last few weeks melt away in the fire of her back side and run down her cheeks with each tear. The fire and sting dulled into a nice soreness and Jean knew soon she’d be getting her next spanking.

“Turn around and come here, Jean.” Ororo ordered. Jean turned and could see three large pillows in the middle of the bed. She swallowed hard as she walked towards Ororo. “Lie down over the pillows, Jean. Your butt should be nice and high.” Jean nodded and did as she was told. The tears began before Ororo even picked up the belt.

Ororo picked up the long leather belt and folded it over. She sighed heavily as she looked down at the reddening bottom that started back up at her. She was grateful that she and Jean had been at this for so long that they knew what the other could take. She was also glad they had set up a safe word from the start. If either of them felt they couldn’t take another stroke they could stop it. They had never used it before and she was going to make sure it wasn’t used this time either. She’d used a belt on Jean before and knew she could take it. So she stepped closer to the bed, lifted the piece of leather into the air, and then brought it down on the firm around ass on the pillows.

Jean heard the belt cut though the air and then land on her butt. She jumped and yelped loudly. Again and again and again the belt came down on her butt. The fire was worse then before and Jean was now sobbing. Once Ororo was happy with the sobs and the color of the butt she was punishing she stopped. She pulled Jean into her arms and held her. Jean winced from her butt hitting the bed but wrapped her arms around Ororo and just sobbed.

Once Jean had settled down Ororo put her back in the corner. “I think you need a bit more of the brush tonight before we end tonight with a hand spanking, Jean. I’ll wait till your butt is ready again.” Ororo kissed the top of Jean’s head, her neck, and then each flaming cheek. She moved the pillows and smiled at the rather large wet spot on the top one.

It was nearly an hour before Jean found herself over Ororo’s knees again. Ororo delivered a masterful spanking with the brush and then gave Jean an aloe rub down before sending Jean to the bathroom to get ready for bed. “You’ll sleep in a white t-shirt and no panties, tonight, Jean. And you can count on us not making love until tomorrow afternoon. And then I promise it’ll be wroth the wait.”

Jean came back out of the bathroom and went back over Ororo’s knee. Ororo spanked her with her hand for quite awhile. Then the dark skinned beauty pulled her lover into her arms and held her. “I’m proud of you, Jennie. You let go and let me give you what you needed. I love you, you know that.”

Jean nodded. “I love you to, Ororo, and thank you.” Jean sniffled and snuggled into her lover’s arms.

Ororo smiled. “Don’t thank me yet, Lover. Not till you go down tomorrow morning with a freshly hand spanked bottom to get me the paddle. You can thank me after your paddling.” Jean gasped and then nodded before curling into Ororo’s arms and falling asleep.