Authors: Joannie Kay
Molly's Cop (22 page)
Molly had no trouble figuring out what Michael was planning to do. "Michael, how is a spanking going to help?" she asked, not even trying to resist him.
"I think it will improve your mood, young lady, and, if nothing else, you earned this spanking for using bad language this morning. You know how I feel about swearing, Molly, and I won't have it out of my sweet wife. He pulled her down over his lap, and gave her bottom a smart spank over her skirt.
"Ow!" Molly exclaimed. "That really hurt, Michael!" She hadn't been spanked in several weeks, and she was positive she didn't want a spanking now! "Michael, please! I don't want to be sore for the wedding!"
"I will spank you when you need spanking, little girl, and if that means you walk down the aisle with a stinging bottom, you know who is to blame. Now, you've earned a good spanking, and you're going to get one. No more arguing with me or I'll start adding extras."
"What if your Pop and brothers come back early from lunch?" she asked, trying to get up. "Couldn't we at least go upstairs?" she begged.
"And have Pop think I showed you disrespect right before we married? No, Molly. We aren't getting anywhere close to a bed right now. We've managed to make it this far; we'll make it until Saturday night... and trust me, we are going to enjoy sharing a bed on our honeymoon."
"Michael!" she gasped when he spanked her again. "I want to know where we're going!" she insisted, only to cry out when he gave her another hard smack on her upturned backside.
"It is a surprise, and I don't want you to ask again. Do you hear me?" He gave her another hearty spank to emphasize his words.
Molly yelped, and quickly agreed. She felt him tug on her skirt, and soon she was bared for the spanking he insisted upon giving her. Michael spanked until she was crying, and it didn't take long for her to reach that point. Her emotions were strained, and once she was crying, he scolded her for snapping at everyone and for using bad language. Molly said she was sorry, and he promised she would be sorrier by the time he stopped spanking. Molly was positive she couldn't stand anymore of the punishment and begged him to stop. To her relief, Michael did stop. She tried to get up, but he held her down. "Where do you think you are going?" he asked. "I'm not done yet, little girl."
"I already hurt so much, Michael!" she cried out. "Please, I don't need any more. I'll be good now," she promised, hoping he would believe her.
"I will decide when we are done with this spanking, honey. I want you to get your attitude under control here and now." He picked up the paint stirrer and starting spanking her sit spots with it.
"Owwww! Owwww! Nooooo! Please, Michael! No more! I'm so sorry!" Molly cried as she kicked her legs.
"Stop kicking, Molly," he ordered firmly. "This spanking isn't going to stop until you accept it and prove to me that your attitude has changed."
Molly did her best to hold still, and she was soon sobbing as she simply lie there and accepted the spanking, which seemed to go on and on forever.
Michael finally put down the paint stirrer and then helped Molly to her feet. She quickly adjusted her clothing, and then hid her face against Michael's shirt while he hugged her and told her she was loved. A few minutes later they heard Seamus' truck. "Go on and wash your face, honey, and I'll heat up our lunch in the microwave." Molly didn't need to be told to run from the kitchen. She knew her face had to be a mess, but she suddenly realized she felt better. She was truly happy. She heard the old microwave, which was on the old kitchen table sitting in the living room, ding, and she was startled to realize she was starving. She took the time to tell Seamus and Michael's brothers how much she loved the kitchen, and then she went into the living room to be with Michael.
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Michael caught his breath when he saw his bride coming down the aisle on the arm of her boss. Molly was simply beautiful and he felt he was the luckiest man alive when Drake put her hand in his and 'gave' her to him to care for and love and protect for the rest of their lives. They spoke their vows with sincerity, and once the wedding was over, Molly was patient in telling the photographer what pictures she wanted taken, and at the reception she made a point of talking to each person there. Michael was proud of her. When it was time for them to leave, Kathleen and Lloyd drove them to the airport in the city. All they had was one carry-on bag between them.
"We are going to LA?" Molly asked as her husband checked them in. Her lovely eyes were sparkling, and she was truly happy. The wedding was everything she thought it would be. The wedding cake that Bridget baked and decorated was perfect, the flowers Kat furnished were beautiful, and the 'family' wedding was truly a joyous occasion. "Is that where we're going, darling?" she asked again.
"For one night," he admitted with a grin.
"Oh, Michael!" she squealed. "We're going to Hawaii, aren't we?" She clapped her hands excitedly. "You remembered!" Her cop never failed to amaze her.
"I did," he admitted. She kissed him, and he whispered in her ear, "Tonight there will be no more waiting, Mrs. O'Keefe."
The End
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This book is intended for adults only. Spanking and other sexual activities represented in this book are fantasies only, intended for adults. Nothing in this book should be interpreted as advocating any non-consensual spanking activity or the spanking of minors.