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Melanie knew the one.
"It was wrapped very carefully, as if your Aunt had saved it for some particular reason. I found it hidden in a secret compartment, much like the compartment in the other trunk."
"You really think this was hers?" Melanie said staring at it.
"What do you think?"
"I don't now, it's a likely explanation, but I haven't read anything in the journal that talked about it. You did read the journal?" Melanie said.
"At least half," he said. "Of course the initials might also suggest that this was especially made for her." He turned the spanker over and showed her the DM very distinctly carved into the thick piece of leather, right where the hand met the business end.
Melanie nodded her agreement as she stared at the leather instrument.
"I think we should try it, what do you think?" Tony asked.
He was giving her a choice?
Strangely, she had no idea how to reply to his question. Did she want it or not? The fascination with Aunt Daisy aside, she still wasn't certain if she could physically or mentally take more punishment in one night, though she was afraid Tony wouldn't give her a choice.
Not surprisingly however, the decision was withdraw as quickly as it was given.
"Come here," Tony told her. He was already sitting down on the bed.
Walking gingerly to his side, Melanie was pulled over his lap, her robe pulled away to reveal her naked pink bottom. Raising the spanker, he brought the implement down for a first fierce smack.
"Ah," she groaned, feeling a sensuous warmth everywhere on her backside.
The spanker landed again.
"Oh, yes." The leather felt nothing like the harder wooden paddle. An even dozen smacks on her rear and her bottom burned, but nothing like it had before. "Oh, my god," she cried. Tony continued, though it was becoming clear to her that her husband had other things in mind than just punishment, just as she did.
Finally putting down the spanker moments later, he was massaging her bottom in earnest, his hand readily slipping between her thighs, to where her sex was simply clawing with need. Falling into bed together, they had their hands all over each other. Tony for good measure smacked her bottom as they made love, though these smacks were for arousal only.
The two couldn't get enough of each other's bodies, relishing the sudden surge of pent-up need roaring its way through them both.
He was sweet and harsh at the same time. He touched her with a delicate hand until she tingled all over, then he spank her bottom with a playful slap, and her sexual arousal would climb higher still, charging through her wildly. The mix of tenderness and command, Melanie was in love with him all over again, thinking that there was nothing now to ever separate them the way they had been before.
She could go on all night long making love, and she wouldn't have minded.
After they finally exhausted each other, they lay together sometime in a peaceful silence. There seemed to be lots to say, yet there was no good place to begin.
"You really surprised me," Melanie said at last.
"I did?" Tony answered. He'd been drifting along in the calm that filled him. For the first time in months, he really felt some sense of peace inside.
"I know you read Aunt Daisy's Journal, but it still surprises me that you'd spank me," Melanie said. It was a moment of boldness. She found it difficult to talk about the punishment. But in the dark, where he couldn't see her face, and she couldn't see his, maybe she could venture this much.
"I'm not going to question this any more than you should. If it works Melanie, then we'll continue. If it doesn't, then...well..."
"Well what?" she asked.
"Let's not even consider the other possibility," he suggested.
That sounded like reasonable advice, Melanie thought. She didn't want to know what he was thinking.
"Just expect another spanking if you misbehave," Tony added. He was sounding almost like a father in a way, or perhaps just a very stern lover, and that pleased her. She smiled to herself realizing that she was getting exactly what she longed for so much. It had to work.
"I liked what you said about our loving each other," Melanie added, as she found herself drifting off, sleepily.
