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When Love Means a Spanking
Jagger and Alexandra practice domestic discipline
By
Lemon Knight and Joy Standing
Saturday, 6:55 a.m.
Cozy Bedroom of Jag and Alex
Alexandra Jing Wang stretched lazily under the covers. Her five-and-a-half-foot frame was cocooned in warmth as honey between two pieces of toast. She sat up and the sheet fell to her lap. Big mistake. The air nipped at her cheeks and nipples like touching cold porcelain. She quickly retreated back into her little cocoon. She turned her gaze to her husband, Jagger Watson, who looked effortlessly comfy in his forest green t-shirt. With a smile tugging at her lips, Alex wiggled closer to Jag, seeking his warmth.
Alex crawled on top of Jag and gave him a full body to body hug. Her legs slipped off and hugged his legs. Alex smiled. "Jag, sweetheart, are you awake?" Alex murmured, peeking out just enough to shoot him her most adorable, sleepy-eyed look.
"I'm awake now."
"Do you think you could be a hero and crank up the thermostat? I'm cold and naked." She wiggled feeling the warmth of his body.
"I could do that but, where are your clothes?"
"I didn't put any on last night after sex, just in case you wanted seconds.
"Are you saying it is my fault you are naked? I seem to recall being naked last night and afterwards I managed to find a t-shirt."
"Well, you are smarter than me." Alex slid down Jag's six-foot-long body kissing his neck. She felt his nipples respond to her sucking. She ran her fingers through his dark brown chest hair. She slid down to his navel and used her little finger to check for lint.
Jag felt Alex probing his navel. Jag laughed, "That tickles."
"Just checking, I still remember that mouth full of lint I received when I stuck my tongue in your belly button." She made it down to his penis and it was beginning to stir. Alex smiled. She put her mouth on Jag's penis. It responded to her moist lips and her tongue. She cupped his balls with her hand. A little more sucking and the penis was ridged. "Well, if I blow this big, huge cock, will you turn up the thermostat? She punctuated her sentence by sliding her mouth down the cock and then back up the cock and finishing with a loud slurp.
"It's a deal."
She nibbled on his cock lightly and licked it. Her tongue licked the head and then licked it from his balls to the top. Her mouth warm and moist started sliding up and down his shaft. She cupped his balls. Jag came right away and Alex swallowed the warm cum. She cleaned him with her tongue.
Jag uncovered himself and turned up the thermostat.
Saturday, 7:55 a.m.
Kitchen of Jag and Alex
Alex padded into the kitchen and immediately smelled coffee. Her black hair had been brushed into submission. She sat down wearing pink sweatpants and a pink sweatshirt. She had warm fuzzy slippers on her feet, also pink. She had her tablet and started answering emails. "Jag, Auntie Iris, and Auntie Rose are going to be visiting from Hong Kong. My family wants to know if we can put them up."
Jag smiled. "Absolutely, yes. They are adorable and make wonderful food. I put on 10 pounds the last time they stayed."
Alex typed in a reply and put the tablet down. Jag put coffee down on the table adding a little milk to his cup and leaving Alex's brew black. Jag had added blue jeans and socks to his outfit. He sat down with yesterday's mail and a steak knife. Jag asked, "How's the job hunting going?"
"I think I stand a better chance of being attacked by a tiger."
"Stay away from the zoo. You will find a job. You have a Master's in Education from Stanford University, a black belt in Wing Chun Kung Fu, a black belt in Karate and almost made it on the US Olympic Archery Team. Maybe you could be a bouncer? Remember that old Patrick Swayze movie?"
"Stanford Cardinals do not become bouncers." Alex picked up her tablet and wondered out loud. "Do bouncers make good money?"
Jag opened an envelope and saw it was junk mail. Without reading it, he tore the envelope, and its contents in half and set it aside. The next envelope was the electric bill and he wrote the date he received it and set it aside to be paid. Then three pieces of junk mail were torn in half and placed in the pile. The next envelope had a return address of Metropolitan Police Department of the District of Columbia (MPDC). Jag opened the envelope and noticed three speeding tickets all belonging to Alex Wang. They were past due. Interest had been added. One of the tickets showed Alex doing over 100mph. Jag looked at Alex. "I am holding a past due notice on three traffic citations. What happened to the original invoices?
"They must have been lost in the mail?"
"Alex, what happened to the original invoices?"
"I must have taken them and forgot to mention them."
"Alex, we have talked about your speeding before. You could hurt someone or hurt yourself. And how do you get above 100mph in Washington DC?
"You go out about 1:00 a.m."
"You went out at 1:00 in the morning to speed?!"
"I couldn't sleep so I filled the gas tank. It is easier to get to a pump."
"Alex, we will talk about this later. You need to figure out a way to stop endangering your life."
Jag poured himself a second cup of coffee. Alex decided she wanted pancakes. When the grill was hot, she poured batter. The pancakes sizzled. She expertly flipped pancakes on the griddle.
The morning sunlight streaming through the window highlighted the relaxed atmosphere, a stark contrast to the tension that often accompanied their discussions about Alex's driving habits.
Jag's mind wandered back to the previous week, when Alex had received another speeding ticket. Jag had been frustrated, feeling like they'd had this conversation countless times before. He'd tried to be patient, but the worry lingered - what if Alex's recklessness put herself or someone else in harm's way?
As Alex slid a fluffy pancake onto Jag's plate, their eyes met, and Jag sensed a flicker of awareness. Alex knew Jag was concerned, and Jag knew Alex was aware of her own tendencies. The unspoken understanding hung in the air, a reminder that their conversation about domestic discipline was looming.
Saturday 12:00 p.m.
Stein Park, Walking Path
Jagger and Alexandra decided to take a walk in the park. The day was beautiful. Birds were chirping, and several couples were walking. After a mile or so, Jag found a bench and sat down. He pulled two bottles of water from his pack and gave one to Alex. Jag asked, "Do you want to start or should I?"
Alex knew what the conversation would be about. When something troubled Jag, he frequently took a walk to get outside and think about the problem. "You start, please."
"Alex, your speeding is a problem. We have talked about it before and you improve a little but fall back into old habits. Going out at 1:00 a.m. is not a solution. You could hurt yourself or someone else. I texted Bill Clark our in-house counsel where I work. He's not a traffic citation lawyer but he said the penalties could involve a significant fine or jail time. He said a good lawyer should be able to plea bargain the felony to a misdemeanor. That will reduce the chances of you being put in jail. I read that article about domestic discipline. Would you like to elaborate?"
Domestic Discipline refers to a type of relationship dynamic where one partner, takes on a leadership role and exercises authority over the other partner. In a DD relationship clear boundaries and rules are established and the leader enforces rules, expectations, and consequences. The leader holds the submissive partner accountable for their actions, using discipline techniques such as spankings, time-outs, or removal of privileges. The goals of domestic discipline vary, but in our case the focus would be on personal growth and self-improvement."
