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Disconnect Danger

Disconnect Danger

by atsa0286
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The crunch crunch crunch of footsteps on gravel combined with the gurgling of the creek she was walking along brought Alyssa to the present when moments earlier her mind had been whirling with work issues and tasks needing attention. The calming noises of the gently moving water helped not only to call her back to the present but to relax her as well. Yes, this is why I like walking at this park, she thought to herself, for these short moments of zen.

Her workday routine of a lunchtime walk was just what she needed to not only stretch her legs but to decompress from the day thus far. It had taken longer today than most, but after suspecting her lunch hour was nearly over she felt refreshed and ready enough to get back to work for the day. As she neared the bridge that led from the walking path to the parking lot, Alyssa noticed she had company. Two men were on the other side of the bridge blocking her exit. They were rough, unkempt looking men that seemed to be enjoying what appeared to be beer or some sort of alcoholic beverage for their lunchtime meal. Although she could not make out what they were saying they were loud and seemed up to no good. Casting a look around, Alyssa noticed that they were the only three people at the park. Alyssa kept on walking and decided to do another loop around the park. She needed the time to gather her thoughts and formulate a plan as the first thing she thought about was that she did not have her cell phone with her. This was something she usually secretly relished, leaving her cell phone at home and having a complete disconnect from technology. There was freedom in getting away from it for a while. She was also wearing leggings and didn't have pockets so she appreciated the convenience of not having to carry it with her as she walked. She only had her keychain with her car keys on it wrapped as a bracelet around her wrist. Alyssa now no longer enjoyed having her freedom and wished she had her phone with her to provide a bit of security if needed. There was no one around and the park was secluded. If she needed help she wondered if anyone would be able to hear a cry for help. She had watched plenty of Dateline and 20/20 and had an interest in true crime. She was now very much on edge. Gone now was any of the peace of mind and relaxation the walk had previously given her. Instead warnings of possible danger were going off in her mind.

Deciding that she was most likely only being paranoid, after all, she did tend to be anxious, she put her car keys in her hand pointed outward and decided that the best approach was a swift and speedy exit. After all, she did have somewhere to be, back to work. With that as her focus, Alyssa approached the bridge doing her best to ignore the disorderly men.

"Hey honey, looks like you're our only company." One of the men drunkenly leered the closer she got. She sped up and did not make eye contact. As she went to pass both the men the second man stepped directly in front of her, blocking her path. "Why don't you join us?" He suggested and went to grab her arm. As his hands brushed her arm, she dodged between the two men and took off at a jog for her car. Thankfully, it was mere feet away. She quickly unlocked her car, started the engine, and backed out of the parking spot without bothering to check behind her. She sped out of the parking lot, her heart hammering out of her chest, shaken by the encounter.

As she lived only a few short miles from the park she made it home in what felt like a blink of an eye. She had parked her car in the driveway before realizing that hers was not the only car there. Her husband's car was also parked there. Her heart rate sped up once more as she could not think of any innocent reason for him being at home at this hour as he did not work close enough to home to stop by. All the worst possible scenarios of something being very very wrong raced through Alyssa's head and she braced herself for life altering bad news as she went to open the front door.

As Alyssa's mind is racing through all the possibilities of bad news she is about to receive from her husband, James is going through his own worries and concerns about the whereabouts of his missing wife.

James had arrived home ten minutes earlier looking forward to spending an unanticipated free afternoon at home relaxing with the company of his working from home wife. The main computer system used at his work had been down all day and with no signs of it being fixed that afternoon, his manager had decided to give everyone the rest of the day off. He had tried calling his wife on his way home to share the good news but she had not answered his call. James figured that she was just in a meeting or on a call and that he would deliver the news in person.

When he got home and realized that Alyssa had not returned from her walk yet he tried calling her once more. James had assumed she would be back from her walk as she was very routine in taking her lunch at noon each day. He heard a buzzing and saw that Alyssa's cell phone was on top of a notebook on her desk in her office. He became concerned and realized he must have missed the fact that her car wasn't parked in the driveway either.

She must still be on her walk, he thought to himself, while feeling uneasy that she didn't have her cell phone with her. On the occasions that she decided to take a walk by herself through the neighborhood he always made sure she took her cell phone with her should she need anything. That little safety measure had provided peace of mind. He wished that he currently felt that way. They lived in a beautiful small town with many parks and walking trails that Alyssa frequented daily but with no rhyme nor reason to which one she went to each day. As it was nearly 2 pm he figured she would be home any minute. If she wasn't home in the next ten minutes he'd go out looking for her, he decided.

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Just at the moment of having finalized his plan, James heard the sound of a car door closing and relief coursed through him that his worry had been for naught. He walked towards the front door to greet his wife. The door came bursting open as a distraught looking Alyssa came towards him. "What's wrong? Why are you home? I'm sorry, I must have left my phone here if you've been trying to call me."

"Nothing's wrong. Our systems have been down all day so they can't us home," James reassured Alyssa.

"Oh, thank goodness. I was so worried!" Alyssa returned James' hug and sagged against him in relief. James looked down at Alyssa and noticed her eyes were shining with unshed tears. He ushered her towards the couch and into his arms as he returned her first question, "What's wrong, sweetie?"

All the sudden adrenaline that had been coursing through Alyssa, first from the park and then from her arrival home and being surprised by the presence of her husband, suddenly evaporated. Comfortable and safe in the arms of the man she loved, she let herself release the intense emotions. Tears trickled down her face as she said, "I was so scared..." and recounted the story of what had just happened. As she wrapped up her story she said, "I'm sure I was just being paranoid and need to lay off all the true crime shows. We live in such a safe small town after all..." She wasn't sure if this was said more to comfort herself or for her husband's benefit or both. James hugged her tightly, adjusted her so she was sitting on his lap and said, "I was worried too when I couldn't reach you and knew you didn't have your phone with you. I'm just glad you're ok and nothing else happened. You know I always make sure you have your cell phone with you when you go out walking by yourself, don't I?"

"I know," Alyssa said softly, unable to meet James' eyes in shame.

"What was that?" James asked sternly. His tone and demeanor suddenly shifted as he stood Alyssa up in front of him.

Alyssa swallowed hard and her stomach suddenly clenched as she knew what was about to come. "Yes, sir." She responded, confirming that she was indeed in trouble.

"Yes, sir. What?" James asked.

"You always make sure I take my cell phone with me..." Alyssa responded.

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"Indeed, because I want to make sure you're ok and if you're not ok that you have some way to reach me or the police or someone for help." James lectured as he pulled Alyssa's leggings and panties down along with her over his lap.

Smack Smack Smack went James' hand over Alyssa's bottom. Several more spanks rained down on Alyssa's bottom before James continued, "Why are you getting this spanking, young lady?"

"For not being safe." Alyssa answered. Smack smack smack James continued to firmly spank Alyssa.

"Correct. Don't we have a rule involving danger?" SMACK

"Yes, sir". Alyssa cried after that particularly hard spank to her bottom. James continued to spank Alyssa until her bottom was bright pink all over. Once more, James stood Alyssa up, and turned her around and with a swat to her bottom said, "I want you to go get the spoon."

As is a spoon's rightful place, Alyssa headed towards the kitchen. This spoon though was not stored with the actual cooking utensils but was instead in the back of a junk drawer as Alyssa thought maybe out of sight would mean out of mind. Alyssa had purchased this spoon months earlier after coming across it and being unable to resist not purchasing it. Its head was heart shaped and she found it too endearingly sweet to resist. Despite the purchase, Alyssa was very much not a fan of the feel of the wooden spoon. It was her most dreaded implement. There was just no escaping the impact of the spoon upon her bottom. It packed quite a punch that had her kicking and squirming and praying for it to be over almost immediately.

Although dreading what was to come she did not dare defy James by returning slowly and trying to postpone further punishment. Instead, she returned to her husband in the living room and handed the spoon to him as she approached the couch. James placed the spoon beside him and firmly planted Alyssa in front of him. "I want you to take the rest of your spanking like a good girl. Keep your hands in front of you." This reminder was needed as Alyssa was a repeat offender of attempting to evade punishment. Especially from the dreaded spoon. James preemptively dealt with any attempt at kicking by placing his leg over both of Alyssa's, as he put her back in position over his lap.

"Hopefully this will serve as a reminder in the future to always bring your cell phone with you when you leave the house." Whack Whack Whack went the wooden spoon over Alyssa's already reddened bottom. Whack Whack went the spoon to her sitspots. Alyssa raised her hand up in reaction to the spanks to her sitspots but managed to put it back down again and accept her punishment. As the spanking continued, Alyssa squirmed and made a few noises but was taking to heart James' admonishment to accept her spanking as she knew it was deserved.

Smack whack smack "I don't want to have to repeat this lesson anytime soon." James said and then delivered a flurry of final swats to Alyssa's bottom that left her squirming and unable to manage no longer reaching back.

James gently placed Alyssa's arm back in front of her and rubbed her bright red bottom that sported a few tell-tale marks of the spanking she had just received. "I'm proud of you for taking your punishment so well." Alyssa soaked up the praise and basked in the rubs as she felt the most peaceful and calm she had felt in a very long time, safe, loved, and protected over her husband's knee.

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