Traditional Terms (6 page)

“Thank you for helping me with the dishes, dear. You really didn’t need to though,” Vance’s mother said as Coley dried the last of the pots.

What she didn’t know is that Coley was just buying time to avoid the wrath of Vance. Admitting at dinner that she had in fact forgotten her laptop at home had visibly annoyed him. She had told him before leaving that she had packed it and knowingly told a little white lie. She saw his rigid jaw line and his fierce glare. Coley knew that if they were alone, she would be in trouble for sure. She liked knowing that even though he wanted to spank her, and even though she really did deserve one, because they were in the close confines of his childhood home, he wouldn’t. To be honest, she reveled in the knowledge. She liked being able to tease him with the fact that she could act out, and he was helpless. She knew it was bad, but she couldn’t help but find some humor and sick satisfaction in the knowledge. Being a naughty brat was fun. She almost stuck her tongue out at him but decided she was pushing as it was. Although a spanking was not in the cards for the night, she still didn’t want to face his stern look and lecture. At times, that was even worse than being over his knee.

“I don’t mind at all. It’s the least I can do for such a wonderful dinner.”

“Well, the boys are in the other room watching a baseball game. Do you want to sit down at the table and have a little night cap with me? I make a great gin and tonic,” Vance’s mother asked with a mischievous grin.

Coley smiled. “That sounds like an excellent idea!”

One drink quickly became two as the women shared stories that usually involved Vance. Coley enjoyed spending time with his mother, to the point where she no longer focused on her boyfriend, who most likely stewed in the next room.

“So, Coley, I hope you don’t mind me being a little nosey. But I have to ask. Is my son angry at you for not having your computer with you on this trip? I noticed the interaction between you two at the dinner table.”

Coley took a large sip of her gin, slightly surprised that she had picked up on the dynamic. “A little, I guess. Your son’s just overbearing a bit. But truth be told, I find it really sexy.”

“He gets that from his father.” Vance’s mother leaned in closer so she could lower her voice to a whisper. “I also know he plans to put you over his knee just like his father would.”

Coley almost chocked on her drink as she watched Vance’s mother’s cheeks blush slightly as she gave a knowing wink.

“Oh… I… I mean we… oh Jesus…” Coley stammered. She could feel the blood rushing straight to her face.

“No need to be embarrassed, dear. I hope I didn’t step over the line. I’m sorry if I was too blunt. I tend to do that,” Vance’s mother apologized with a look of concern on her face.

“No, you’re not over stepping. I just… uh… I’m just having a hard time finding the right words.” Coley’s face was on fire. She had never been so embarrassed in her life.

“I see I embarrassed you. I’m sorry. I guess I just assumed you knew that in this household the idea isn’t a foreign one.”

“Um… actually no, I had no idea. Vance never told me you and his dad practice. I guess I’m just a little stunned.”

Vance’s mother reached for Coley’s hand and gave a reassuring squeeze. “Well I think I need to start my conversation over. Yes, Vance’s father and I have practiced this lifestyle for a long time. We call it Christian Domestic Discipline. It goes all the way back to the bible. I know Vance isn’t that religious and his views are a little different, but it’s the same thing.” She put her finger to her lips. “Shh, don’t tell him I told you that.” She smiled with another one of her classic winks.

Coley finished off the remainder of her drink to try to regain some composure. “This is just really new for me. I haven’t wrapped my mind around this yet.”

Vance’s mother rose and grabbed her and Coley’s glasses and made a fresh drink for the both of them. “I had no idea that you were new to this way of thinking. That really changes everything.”

“Well, I’m not really new to the idea. My brother has lived this lifestyle for a long time. So, I understand it. I just haven’t been in a relationship where it was involved. So, the idea, and obviously even the idea of talking about it, is still really new to me.”

She returned with two fresh drinks and sat back down with a smile on her newly flushed face. “I remember when I first was getting used to the idea, too. It takes a lot to be at ease with the idea. Do you love my son?”

Coley took another drink and could swear that it was twice as strong as the first two. “Yes, I do. I love him very much.”

“Are you going to be able to fully give yourself to him and his beliefs?”

“Yes. I want to. I want to try. I’m scared that I won’t be able to, but I’ll give it everything I have to give him that. I’ve come to terms with what he wants and what he needs. I want nothing more than to make him happy.”

Vance’s mother’s face lit up with pure joy. “I love hearing that, Coley.” She took a large sip of her drink before asking, “So, do you mind if we talk about it, or is it too personal?”

Coley could feel the alcohol warm her body and suddenly she felt much more open and willing to talk about just about anything. “I would like that very much. I could use all the help I can get.”

Both women giggled for a few minutes and continued to sip on the third drink which was slowly disappearing.

Coley decided to be the first to break the laughter. “So, tell me something. Why? Why do you?”

Vance’s mother paused for a moment, and with a very soft smile replied, “I grew up in a very religious home where the man was the Head of the Household. Now, I have no idea if my father and mother practiced Christian Domestic Discipline, since that was not something we would ever talk about back then. But my father was no doubt the man of the house. So, when I met my husband, it wasn’t something unfamiliar to me. I believe in the bible and the bible clearly states, in several areas, that this is the way of the Lord.”

Coley leaned in closer, fascinated by hearing that this belief had such a deeper and more spiritual root. “It does? This has been around since Jesus?”

Vance’s mother giggled. “Yes, I think so. I don’t want to get too Christian on you, but I truly feel this is the way of God. I believe in submitting to my husband as if he is the Lord himself. I believe that he is to love his wife as Jesus loved his followers, and because of that, I will follow his lead as I would follow my Lord.”

Coley sat speechless. Never before considering herself Christian, it was truly moving hearing and watching someone speak with such conviction.

“So, for me, it was easy to submit to my husband. I believed in the idea from a spiritual side.”

Coley looked down at her glass. “I’m not… uh… I’m not Christian.”

Vance’s mother smiled. “I know that, dear. Neither is my son. I do hope to change that someday, but I understand that you kids today feel the need to challenge all beliefs and ideas. I do have to say, however, that I’m so impressed that you both have embraced such a traditional and old-fashioned belief.” She winked and took a large swig of her drink. “There may be some hope for you both.” She giggled with a slight snort as Coley joined in.

She got up and grabbed the gin and added more to each of the glasses. Coley looked at the boisterous and now intoxicated woman in front of her and laughed. “Oh, you are going to get us in trouble!”

She laughed out loud with another snort. “I know!”

Coley took another drink of her gin with very little tonic. “So, does your husband still spank you?” Coley asked a question she would have never done without the liquid courage.

“Oh yes. Not as much as he used to at the beginning of our relationship. But from time to time I still find myself over his knee.” She giggled.

“Why not as much as in the beginning?”

“Well, my dear. In the beginning you both are spending a lot of time pushing boundaries and setting them. I pushed, he had to push back. I’m sure that you are finding this with Vance. For example, I have no doubt that you didn’t accidently leave your computer at home. Am I right?”

Coley blushed. “Well, not exactly. I may have done it on purpose.”

“I understand. You still feel the need to test him. You need to see what you can get away with, and if he is truly man enough to stand by his word. You are testing him to see if he truly is strong enough to handle you. All of which is normal.”

“I guess that’s true. I just feel the need sometimes to see how far I can go. Does that make sense?” Coley admitted, feeling a sense of relief getting to discuss this with someone so much wiser.

“It makes complete sense. This is why I got spanked so much earlier on in my own relationship. After time, I no longer feel the need to push. He no longer feels the need to show me who the boss is. We created a rhythm and routine that made our love and our family flow harmoniously.”

“Do you ever get mad? Like it just isn’t fair that he always gets to be right?” Coley decided to lay out all her issues. Talking to Vance’s mom really did feel good.

“Oh yes! There has been many a spanking that I went into it angry and it ended with me still just as angry. I have been spanked when I haven’t agreed with the reason or agreed that I even deserved one. But at the end of the day, it is his responsibility to decide when and why a punishment happens. That is the time it’s the hardest to truly submit to your husband.” She reached out and grabbed both of Coley’s hands. “And you’re right. It isn’t always fair. It isn’t always fair for the man either. He has the burden and the responsibility to be right and just. He has to lead. He has to be in charge. He has the ultimate responsibility to protect and love. He doesn’t get to have an ‘off’ day and just take a spanking to get back in line. He has to always be on the top of his game. He ultimately has to answer to God.”

Coley had never really thought of it like that. She had never really given thought that Vance had to always be level headed, calm, loving and in control. He didn’t get the luxury of being a brat just because he felt like it. Vance had to lead by example and do his best at all times to never disappoint.

“So, to me, my dear, I think we as the women get off easy with just getting spanked. The men take on the worry. They take on the concern. They take on the awesome responsibility of being the Head of the Household.”

Coley took another sip of her gin and took in the information. She had always understood Domestic Discipline. She considered herself pretty knowledgeable of the idea. But not until this very moment, did she truly grasp the concept. Never had she fully seen it through the eyes of such a mature and enlightened woman.

“Thank you. Thank you so much for helping me see what I thought I already saw,” Coley said barely above a whisper.

“You are quite welcome, my dear. It isn’t always going to be easy. It isn’t always going to feel right. But trust me when I say, that if you truly give yourself to Vance. If you truly let him love you and lead you, you will never find a greater happiness.”

“It looks like you got yourself a good one with that girl,” Vance’s dad commented casually as they sat watching the game. Vance valued spending moments like this with his father. Always being close, Vance respected his dad’s opinion of Coley.

“I agree. She’s one of a kind.” Vance took a swig of his beer. “I’m not playing around with this one. I want to marry her. I’ve never wanted anything more.”

Vance’s father gave an approving nod and went back to watching the game in silence for a few moments before speaking again. “So, son, I have to ask you, do you plan on living the traditional life with her?”

Vance nodded. “I do. I have.” He took another swig of his beer. “But, Dad, this time around I have a harder time at it. I mean, I’ve spanked many a girlfriend, but with Coley it’s different.”

“That’s because you love her.”

“Yes, I do.”

“Which is why it’s really important you stay strong and not bend on your belief. Trust me when I tell you that a sure way to lose her respect, is letting your love for her make you weak. A woman doesn’t want a man she can push around. She doesn’t want to be with a man who isn’t strong enough to be and stay in control.”

“I know, Dad. But I swear this woman will be the death of me,” Vance joked.

“How does she feel about the lifestyle?”

Vance shrugged. “She understands it. She says she is willing to live it. But she’s also trying to push and test the boundaries. I swear I could spank her ass every day for all the little things she does.”

Vance’s father laughed. “She
is
testing you. Everyone I know who starts this lifestyle has a steep hill to climb. My advice to you is stand by your word. If you say you’re going to punish her, than you better do it no matter what. Don’t give idle threats. This is the most crucial time for you to truly develop the respect needed to make this lifestyle work.”

“What if you can’t? I mean, if you are in a situation or location where you can’t make it happen.”

“There’s other ways to discipline besides spanking, as I’m sure you know.”

Vance nodded.

Vance’s father continued on, “It’s all about keeping the dynamic intact no matter what, where or why.” He took a big gulp of his beer.

Vance put down his bottle on the coffee table. His dad was right about not letting Coley off the hook just because they were in the close confines of his parent’s house. He knew that she purposely acted out because she knew he wouldn’t spank her. He smiled to himself at the fact that she really thought she had one up on him. She truly thought she would walk away in the clear. Vance snickered to himself. It was time he taught the love of his life a little lesson on whom she was messing with.

Vance stood up and grabbed his keys. “I’ll be back in a sec. I have some items I need to buy.”

* * * * *

Vance walked into the kitchen as Coley and his mother were giggling and enjoying their time together. Coley smiled lovingly as Vance bent down and kissed the side of her neck.

“What trouble are you ladies getting into?”

Coley giggled as she reached her palm to touch the side of his face. “Your mother is filling me in on all the dirt I’ll ever need to blackmail you with.”

Vance gave a playful glare at his mom. “Oh really? I see my mom is sharing her special night cap with you as well.”

Coley laughed. “Yes, I guess you could say she has.”

Vance wrapped his arms around Coley and whispered in her ear, “You ready for bed, love?”

Coley nodded and stood up with a slight stumble. “Thank you for the drinks and for all the advice.”

Vance walked over to his mother and kissed her cheek. “Goodnight, Mom. See you in the morning.”

When they walked into the bedroom and closed the door, Coley turned toward Vance and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I like your parents a lot. Your mom shocked me by letting me know your dad and her practice Domestic Discipline.” She pressed her lips to his before pulling away enough to add, “You could have filled me in on that little tid bit of knowledge you know.”

Vance smiled. “I guess I should have. Did she embarrass you?”

“At first, but she really put my mind at ease and even educated me on it. She’s a really special lady.”

“Yes, she is.” Vance looked deep into her eyes and pushed a loose curl behind Coley’s ear. “Speaking of education, I think there’s a little lesson I need to teach you.”

Coley released her grip around Vance’s neck. “You can’t spank me here.” She smiled playfully but was secretly worried he may choose to do so, regardless if his parents could hear.

Vance crossed his arms across his chest and lifted an eyebrow as he glared. “I could and would. But I have something else in mind.” He placed a soft kiss to Coley’s furrowed forehead. “Go into the bathroom. Get undressed and get your bottom hole ready for me to punish.”

Coley’s jaw dropped in shock. “What? You want me to… you’re going to… what?”

“You heard me, Coley. Go do as I asked.”

Coley walked to the attached bathroom in shock.
Did he just order her to get her anus ready? What does that even mean?
She had a pretty good idea but was stunned by the command. The mixture of gin, confusion, fear and excitement, made her head spin. Lust, desire and yearning filled her body. His kinky request released a sexual curiosity deep within her core.

She walked back into the bedroom after doing what Vance asked. “Vance, I uh…” She saw a plastic bag lying on the bed. “I’m confused.”

“Lay down on your stomach.”

Coley did so without hesitation. There was something about Vance’s tone and his demeanor that made her not want to push. He was authoritative, no nonsense, and yet more sensual than she had ever seen him.

“You purposely tried to get in trouble today
thinking
there was nothing I could do about it.” Vance made his way to the bed and grabbed the plastic bag as he sat down.

Coley nodded her head as she swallowed the lump forming in the back of her throat. The anticipation of what was to come was almost too much to bear. Arousal pooled between her legs. She knew she was in trouble. She knew her little plan had backfired, but she couldn’t help but feel sexual desire pulsing through every vein in her body.

“I’m not going to spank you because of the noise. But I am going to show you how I’ll discipline you in the future when silence is needed.”

Vance dug into the bag and pulled out three items. The first one was a small metal butt plug that had a purple jewel at the base. It was actually quite pretty and dainty. Coley had never used a butt plug in sexual play before but knew of the use. The second one was a much larger silicon plug minus the jewel, and had a much more menacing appearance. The third item was a silicon dildo, slightly larger than Vance’s penis. Coley lay on her stomach, unable to take her eyes off the sex toys coming out of the bag. Curiosity, mixed with apprehension, had her heart racing and breath panting.

Vance bent down and placed soft, seductive kisses along her neck. He nibbled the tip of her ear as he whispered, “This is anal discipline. This isn’t meant to feel good like anal sex. It’s going to be uncomfortable, it’s going to be humbling, and it will give you the same submissive feeling a spanking does.” Vance continued to lightly kiss along the top of Coley’s shoulders.

Coley gasped as she heard the cap of lubrication open. Within moments, Vance placed his moist finger along her anus, spreading the silky wetness along the edge of her puckered hole. His finger slid past the tight barrier, spreading the fluid even further. Coley gasped again as the familiar submissive feeling took hold.

“Vance…”

“You need to relax and take the punishment. Know that this is what happens when you want to see who the boss is.”

Vance removed his finger. “Reach behind and spread yourself open for me.”

Coley reached her hands behind her back and pulled each cheek apart. Never had she been so nervous, so anxious and so filled with sexual tension.

Within seconds, she could feel the plastic of the dildo pressing against her anus. Vance continued on, pushing past the resistant ring. Coley moaned as the dildo entered her ass. The pressure, combined with the sting, had a very similar effect as a spanking. Unlike anal sex, this invasion was discipline. Not making love.

Vance pulled the dildo out, only to push it back in without a pause. He continued to pump it in and out at a steady pace. Coley gasped, she moaned and she tried to wiggle away from the onslaught of the punishing thrusts. Each move the dildo made past her tight ring into the depths of her ass reminded her of a swat of a spanking. It stung, it was uncomfortable and it humbled her just as Vance had warned. Embarrassment of having something foreign jammed in her behind as a form of discipline reminded her that Vance was indeed the man in this relationship.

Coley squeezed her eyes tight against the invasion, anxiously waiting for it to be over. She surprised herself by wishing she could have had the spanking instead. Never had she wanted a spanking more in her life. Without a doubt, she would choose a spanking over anal discipline any day. This was one punishment she planned on avoiding in the future. And yet... there was a part of her that was getting turned on with every thrust as well. The mixture of conflicting emotions had her head spinning.

Vance pressed the dildo deep inside and remained still. “Does it hurt?”

“Yes,” she barely gasped. It hurt, yet also sent tantalizing shivers throughout her body.

“Will you push me again? Do you want me to punish your bottom again?”

“No!” Although the wetness glistening against the folds of her pussy spoke a different story.

Vance pulled the dildo out of her ass causing Coley to moan in pleasure. Pleasure from such an erotic act and pleasure from knowing the punishment had come to an end.

“Keep your bottom spread,” Vance directed. “Your punishment isn’t over yet.”

Coley did as he asked. She took a deep breath as she watched Vance lube up the larger of the butt plugs. He pushed the plug into her already tender bottom hole and pressed it firmly into her behind. He then positioned his body so he was lying on his back. He reached for an unyielding grasp of Coley’s hair and led her head to his hard cock.

With the plug sitting solidly in her ass, her hair being tugged and submissive energy coursing through her entire being, Coley sucked Vance’s cock like she had never done before. She sucked up and down along his shaft with a hunger. Animalistic passion throbbed in her pussy as she worked her tongue at a fevered speed. She moaned around his hardness as she strove to take him deeper with each lowering of her lips.

Heat built around the plug in her ass making her moan and gasp as it slowly felt like fire. She wanted the oversized plug removed, and also never wanted the feeling to end. She couldn’t help but focus on the large piece of plastic spreading her, demanding her compliancy. She sucked, she licked and she moaned. She wanted to beg for Vance to remove the plug but knew it would do no good. He was in control, and she had no choice but to submit to his punishment as he saw fit, and she loved every minute of it.

As if Vance could sense she was edging her maximum, he reached for her body and flipped her on her back and pressed her knees to her chest. He quickly removed the plug and tossed it onto the floor beside the bed. He then reached for the small, jeweled anal plug and pressed it into her lubed ass. This plug went in easy, although stung from all the discipline of the night. He then pressed his hard cock into her pussy.

The plug in her ass made her pussy smaller and made his cock feel twice the size. She arched her back in pleasure. “Oh, God! Vance, that feels so good.”

He drove his cock into her wetness, rubbing against the metal that sat snugly in her anus. Each thrust drove Coley to an orgasm that was taking over like a tidal wave. Electric currents worked their way from her ass, her pussy, to her entire body.

“Yes… yes… yes!” Coley screamed. With Vance, she had orgasmed before, orgasmed stronger than she had with anyone else. But this time was different. It built and continued to grow. It started in her pussy but connected to her ass. She arched, she panted, and she shook with desire. The power, the sensation, made it a struggle to breathe. The orgasm continued on. Stronger and stronger with every pulse. So strong that Coley wasn’t sure if she could take anymore.

“Yes, baby. Feel me deep inside of you. The plug makes you so tight. My cock can barely move,” Vance growled. His breathing sped up as he drove his hardness deeper, bringing him closer and closer to orgasm.

Coley threw her head back in wild abandon and allowed the final wave of completion to rock her body. As she thrust her hips to milk the last bit of ecstasy, she could feel Vance release his passion– both of their hushed moans becoming one.