Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Snowball Shenanigans - Winter Spanks Blog Hop

Welcome to the Winter Spanks Blog Hop, hosted by Spanking Romance Reviews and Saturday Spankings. The blog hop runs from January 2nd - 4th. Each participating blog has something fun for the spanking aficionado, possibly a story, graphics/artwork, a poem, etc. I'm so excited to be participating and even more excited to check out all the blog entries.

 
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    Snowball Shenanigans by Sue Lyndon
    Mischief filled Maggie as she glanced at the freshly formed snowball in her hand. She grinned as she imagined hurling it at her husband’s back. Looking up, she watched as Tom worked rows of lights around a tree in front of their house. He was almost finished and she anticipated how beautiful the house would look when it was finally lit up with Christmas lights. She’d begged Tom to put the lights up after the neighbors started putting theirs up, and he’d finally acquiesced a few days after Thanksgiving, though he’d grumbled that it was still far too early for lights.
    “Little girl, I see what you have in your hand there. Don’t even think about it.” He continued stringing the lights.
    She frowned at the snowball, rotating it in her gloved hands. Leave it to Tom to have eyes in the back of his head and spoil all her fun. Well, no matter. She’d still have fun today. She placed the snowball down, oh so gingerly (still not convinced she wouldn’t use it later!) and put the finishing touches on the snowman she’d been building.
    “Not bad,” she said to herself, stepping back to inspect her creation. Tom had given her a carrot, large black buttons, a hat, and a scarf to busy herself making a snowman while he finished decorating the outside of the house, and she thought she’d done a pretty good job.
    “Almost done!” Tom called. “We’ll go inside and have some hot chocolate in a minute.”
    Her mouth watered at the thought of hot chocolate, with marshmallows and lots of whipped cream piled on top of course. She started to follow Tom, but caught site of the perfectly formed snowball and paused. It was round and packed firmly. It was meant to be thrown. Naughty thoughts danced her mind. He hated the cold and the snow, and even though it had been five years since they moved to New York from Florida, he still hadn’t gotten used to the weather. On the other hand, she loved bundling up in sweaters and hats, and of course sitting by the window on a snowy day. She glanced between Tom and the snowball, knowing she had only seconds to decide.
    Oh, why not, she thought with a smile. She scooped the snowball up, drew her arm back, and launched the snowball at the center of Tom’s back.
    It hurled high through the air, and time slowed as she watched and waited for the frosty projectile to go splat all over Tom’s jacket. Her eyes went wide the moment before impact, and she cringed as he turned around just in time – oh no! – just in time for the snowball to hit him square in the face. His glasses fell to the ground.
    “Oh shit!” She covered her mouth and gawked in disbelief at the scene unfolding before her. An agitated Tom was brushing snow out of his face. He retrieved his glasses, cleaned them off, and put them on before stalking in her direction. She stepped back, cursing her bad aim and timing. She’d meant to hit him in the back, not right in his face! “Oh shit! I’m sorry, Tom! I’m so, so sorry!”
    He brushed the remainder of snow from his brow and pinned her with a stern look. She went instantly weak in the knees. Grabbing her arm, he led her to the door and inside the warmth of the house.
    Apology after apology fell from Maggie’s lips as Tom helped her step out of her boots, jacket, and snow pants, until she stood before him in her pink long underwear. Her bottom tingled as she watched him peel off his own clothing, until he was down to a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt.
    He crossed his arms and stared at her, making her squirm in place. “That was a very naughty thing to do, Maggie.”
    “I know. I’m sorry.”
    He guided her into the living room and next to the crackling fire. With the Christmas tree fully decorated and the stockings hung, the room looked cozy and inviting. Except Maggie really didn’t want to be in the living room, or in any other room, with Tom at the moment. A shiver shot up her spine. He was giving her the look, and she knew from three years of marriage the look always preceded a hard bare bottom spanking. She gulped and peered up at Tom. His nose and cheeks were red from the snowball.
    “Do good little girls go around throwing snowballs at their husbands? What about the cursing, Maggie? Do good little girls use that kind of language?” His eyebrow rose high.
    “No, sir.”
    “You’re lucky my glasses didn’t break.” He took them off and cleaned them once more, then put them back on. “Very lucky.”
    “Lucky enough to get out of a spanking?”
    He chuckled, then grew serious. “Not that lucky. I told you not to even think about throwing the snowball, Maggie, but you did it anyway. You disobeyed, sweetheart, and that’s why you’re getting the spanking. I’m not mad about the glasses almost breaking. That would have been an accident, but it’s the disobedience that upsets me, and you’ve been disobeying a lot lately, and you’ve had a potty mouth as of late too. It’s time for another lesson.”
    “Yes, Tom. I know. I really am very sorry though.”
    “I know, sweetheart, but you’re still getting a spanking. Are you warm enough yet?”
    “Yes, I’m warm now.”
    He nodded at the stairs. “Go to our bedroom, take off all your clothes, and wait in the corner.”
    Maggie’s tummy fluttered, and she glanced upstairs. “Yes, sir.” She scampered off and did as he asked, making sure to spread her legs and thrust her bottom out as she waited. She also folded her hands at her lower back. She hoped Tom didn’t make her wait long.
    Throwing the snowball had been naughty. She’d have felt terrible if she’d broken his glasses. Next time she’d aim lower. Much lower. Or maybe she just wouldn’t be naughty in the first place.
    About fifteen minutes later, just as her legs began to ache from holding position, she heard footsteps approaching.
    “Come here, you naughty little girl. It’s time for your spanking.” The sound of a chair being dragged to the center of the room made her jump. Tom liked to have her truly over his knee and preferred putting her over his knee in an armless chair, and she found the position with her bottom high in the air with her center exposed deeply humiliating.
    She turned and walked to him, pleading with her eyes for him to go easy on her. He sat down and grasped her wrist, guiding her across his left knee.
    “Hands,” he said.
    Sighing, she reached back and he clasped her wrists at the small of her back. He urged her forward until her bottom was higher in the air than she would have liked. Then his right leg came atop hers, leaving her pinned in place and at Tom’s mercy.
    Thwack! He struck her right cheek, then moved to her left cheek, and back and forth again. Maggie closed her eyes as the sting built, trying her best not to fidget and squirm over his lap. He always kept a strong hold on her and there was no way she could escape, but if she struggled the slaps got especially hard and were usually placed directly on her sit spot.
    His flattened palm fell again and again. Her bottom throbbed and she knew it must be bright red. Shame heated her face when he paused for a moment to urge her legs further apart. Sharp swats promptly landed on her inner thighs, and Maggie couldn’t maintain silence a second longer. She gasped and whimpered as the spanks rained down, and not long after that she started shifting on his lap, trying to dodge the painful blows.
    “Naughty,” Tom said as he picked up speed, swatting her harder and faster than before.
    Tears burned in her eyes and soon streamed down her cheeks. She bit her lip to keep from howling, and breathed deeply as she tried to endure the rest of the spanking.
    “Please please please, Tom. It hurts.”
    “I don’t want to hear foul language from your mouth, Maggie.” Spank, spank, spank.
    “All right! I promise!”
    “You also need to listen to me better, young lady. When I tell you to do something, or not to do something, I expect you to obey.” Spank, spank, spank.

            “Okay! I will listen to you! Please stop.”
    “Next time you act too big for your britches, little girl, you’re going to go right back over my knee. Do you understand?” Spank, spank, spank.
    “Owwww! Yes, I understand!” Her throat burned as she screeched promises to be a good girl.
    He placed a flurry of blows to her upper thighs, making her wail, before finally stopping to rub her tender, stinging bottom. Warmth spread through her heart as he lifted her up, turned her around, and seated her in his lap. She leaned into his chest, sniffling, and smiled when he pulled a tissue from his pocked to dry her tears.
    They stayed in this position, in the middle of their bedroom, while he stroked her hair and whispered soothing words into her ear. She hugged his center, never wanting to let go. Even though getting a spanking from her husband hurt, not to mention caused her a deep embarrassment, she loved the closeness and the closure a spanking brought. She had no doubt they’d soon continue about their day as if nothing bad had happened between them. No grudges. No moodiness. She smiled up at him, drawing a lazy pattern in his stubble, certain she was the luckiest girl in the world to have found a man like Tom.
    A thoughtful look crossed his face. “I forgot to put out the giant candy canes. You know the ones we usually place up and down the driveway?”
    “Oh yeah. We can’t forget those. I can help you,” she said.
    “You sure you’re feeling up to it?” He brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
    “Yes, I really want to help. Please?”
    “Okay, Maggie. I suppose you can help.” He arched an eyebrow and wagged a finger at her. “But no more snowball shenanigans.”
    The End

    Question: What is your favorite thing to do on a snowy day? Comment with your answer (and email address too, please!) for a chance to win the $10 Amazon giftcard I'm offering and the grand prizes too.
     
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    56 comments:

    1. I love a good snowball fight. :)
      ~Liz

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    2. I love making snowmen.. or snow forts.
      mcarnes34@gmail.com

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    3. We don't get a lot of snow here but when we do I love a snowball fight, followed by a warm toasty fire, good job I'm not married to Tom. :D Fun story.
      tarafinneganromance@gmail.com

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    4. On a snowy day, I prefer to be inside baking watching movies playing board games etc, although I do love watching the kids play in the snow!

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    5. Watching the snow come down, fixing hot chocolate for my family and warm nourishing soups, cuddling with a blanket and a hot book.

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    6. On a snowy day I love to sit on the couch snuggled up in a warm blanket and a date with my Kindle!!! bw2323bro@yahoo.com

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    7. It rarely snows heavily here, but I do like to watch it settle on the trees and branches, rather than be out in it.
      Jaye@jpeaches.com

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    8. Fun story, Sue! :D Thank you for such a nice treat.

      I like to sit and watch the snow fall. There's something magical about that sight; something that speaks of childhood and wonder. And it's extra nice when you're safe and snug indoors.

      spankingpenelope@gmail.com

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    9. Oh boy, Maggie is a bad little girl! My favourite thing on a snowy day is hot chocolate under a warm blanket by the fireplace reading a book

      lacrimsonfemme at gmail dot com

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    10. That was fun! Great story Sue! I think my favorite things to do in the snow would be sledding or just walking around in it. Thank you for sharing :) thecoverartisan@gmail.com

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    11. I love watching snow fall on tv, in the movies, reading about it in a book or seeing it in a picture/painting. I like the hot chocolate with lots of whipped cream and I like a nice fire.

      Very enjoyable story - Maggie & Tom make a cute couple. Love how she is already planning her next snowball.

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    12. curl up in my armchair wrapped in the heated blanket or cuddle in bed with my Master, who's always like a space heater :D
      authorjoellecasteel at excite dot com

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    13. A snowy day is the perfect time to curl up with a great book under a warm blanket! ghwasd at gmail dot com

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    14. like to make snow angels

      bn100candg at hotmail dot com

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    15. Great story, Sue. I like the way Maggie and Tom interact with each other. My favorite thing to do on a snowy day is sit inside and drink hot chocolate as the world turns white.

      krblake@kathrynrblake.com

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    16. Thanks for the cute story Sue! I'd rather be sitting inside next to a fire with a nice mug of hot chocolate or hot cider rather than outside in the darn snow!

      Blessings...
      Cat catsbrighteyes at gmail dot com

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    17. Great story. Well, here in Texas it rarely ever snows. I have to watch it on TV. So... I guess my favorite thing to do is to grab a mug of hot cocoa, snuggle in under the blankets on the couch with my sweetie and my puppy Tadpole and watch a movie-with snow in it. :) Like A Christmas Story. That one always does it for me. It isn't the holiday season if I haven't watched that one at least three times. lol.

      Happy New Year!

      Thanks for being a part of the hop.

      Erzabet

      erzabetwrites at gmail dot com

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    18. Fun story! I enjoy when someone lets their hair down and creates mischief!
      I like a book, tea and a blanket on a snowy day. I used to go out and play in it, not anymore!

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    19. Ooops I forgot my email above!
      minellesbreath264@gmail.com

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    20. Charming story, Sue. All the grown up little girl inferences were sweet. My favorite thing to do on a snowy day is to sit near a window and both read and watch the snow fall. It's very relaxing for me. Pig@patriciagreenbooks.com

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    21. Great, fun little story! On snow days, which are rare here in SC, we put together jigsaw puzzles.
      Johnnamaquire@gmail.com

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    22. Well, since I live way down south in Mississippi, I don't hardly EVER see snow so if it does snow...my favorite thing to do is just sit and watch it fall. *sigh*

      tammyfaris1966 at gmaildotcom

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    23. Though I rarely get snow, I always look for an excuse to curl up with an espresso drink or hot chocolate and a book!

      vitajex(at)Aol(dot)com

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    24. That was such a fun story. There is very little snow where we live now but when I lived in the north I loved the quiet, peacefulness of the snow. Going outside early in the morning after a snowfall the night before is very calming ( at least until you think about shoveling it all). Thanks.
      rameyer.nmb@gmail.com

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    25. I what a fun story. I always loved to be snuggled real close to my hubby in front of a roaring fire while jazz played softly in the background.
      laurah2727@yahoo.com

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    26. I love that Maggie threw the snowball at him. I would have too!

      I hate the cold and the snow, so I prefer to look at it through the window while I am wrapped in blankets :)

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    27. I loved this, Sue! So much fun! (and that word. Naughty. Mmmm, it does things to me :) )

      We don't get snow very often, where we currently live, so my favorite thing to do would be to play in the snow, and built snowmen, sled, and have snowball fights (icing on the top would be a good warm up spanking afterwards :) ).

      LOL, all of this outdoor play would take place in less than 30 minutes, though. I get cold easily ;)
      katherinedeane40 at gmail dot com

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    28. I loved your story, although I would never dare to throw a snowball at my hubby. On snowy days (it's one right now) I like to do exactly what I'm doing now - sit and read. My husband's out shoveling the driveway, the two boys are sledding, and my daughter and I are sitting and reading, still in our PJs at 3:15.

      kesummer69(at)gmail(dot)com

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    29. I loved this excerpt. My favorite thing to do is have a snowball fight with my husband and kids. I don't ever try to hit my husband with a snowball ( I have a bad aim ) but I do sneak up on him and put snow down his shirt. That always get me in trouble with him ( I do this on purpose shhh don't tell him though! Thanks for sharing have a great day!
      amybowens34@yahoo.com

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    30. LOVED your story Sue! Sadly we don’t have snow in Sydney. I did go skiing once though when I was young and I loved it even though I never really made it off the little kids slope lol
      constancemasters@gmail.com

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    31. Nice story :) I love walking on freshly fallen snow, and then go back inside and sit by the fire with a good book.

      abigailarmani2@gmail.com

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    32. Is the next scene when she gets spanked w/the big candy canes?

      When is snows, I like to stay inside and be glad I don't have to go out. If there are too many gray gloomy days in a row, I start shopping online for homes in warmer climates. :)

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    33. I like to stay inside and read. If it's not real cold my son and I will go have a snowball fight with the dog.
      angiek@cfu,net

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    34. Ok, that was super hot Sue! I loved this story so much! On a snowy day I love curling up on a snowy day with a warm fuzzy blanket and a good book. I also love to watch the snow fall from the window. corinnealexander4@gmail.com

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    35. Oh my that was a fun and sexy story, Sue!
      I prefer to sitting in my office writing, looking out the window at the snow and the birds on my feeder, preferably with a latte in my hand.

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    36. I live in Southeastern North Carolina so we rarely get snow (and before this, I lived in Central GA and in FL...so, no snow). If we do get a little snow, or even flurries, I love to hit the beach. I love to see snow on the sand.
      capefearlibn at gmail dot com

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    37. Being called a naughty girl would make my tummy flutter too! Very hot story. :)
      It's so cute a few of us have asked a similar question. My favorite thing is to curl up with hot cocoa and my hubby on the couch and watch silly t.v.

      brattyadaline@gmail.com

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    38. Cuddling up with my puppies and a good book under a warm blanket.
      Lburger1908 at gmail dot com

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    39. I'm a bit lazy, I love to sit and watch it snow from my nice warm house. Of course have a nice warm husband to watch it with doesn't hurt. Love the story.
      pk.corey@yahoo.com

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    40. Oh I love how you could just see it happening, him turning as the snowball arched into his face. I was shaking my head and even more so when she was telling herself that she'd aim lower. ;) suzyayersauthor at gmail.com

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    41. Great story!
      It's only snowed once here in the last 10 years. Watching my dogs play in the snow for the first time ever was awesome!
      whitk22222227@gmail.com

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    42. I like to sit by the fire and read a good book.
      window3579@hotmail.com

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    43. Terrific story. When I was a youngster we lived in a suburb of NY and I loved to build a snow fort. When I was a little older I loved to ski. Now I live in Florida, hence no snow.

      laurellasky@gmail.com

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    44. Ah, man. This brought back memories, only in Oregon there was about a five second window before the snow went to ice. Eesh. Painful. Anyway, my favorite thing to do is DEFINATELY not about being in, around, through, or part of, a snowball fight. ;) Actually, I like hot-chocolate, being wrapped up in a big blanket, and cuddling up with the hubbie all day. ;)

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    45. I definitely avoid major cold by staying indoors. We don't get snow here so I'm safe.

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    46. I like the snow right after it's fallen and no one has walked in it or driven through it to make it dirty. Then I like to grab a good book, warm blanket, and my hot man and enjoy the scenery.

      nmc69 (at) sbcglobal (dot) net

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    47. I used to love cross country skiing when I was younger. Now I love to sit with a warm electric blanket and read my books in front of a window. Perfect!!
      bhorton1@rochester.rr.com

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    48. I love, love, love this story! Your writing is going on my TBR list, definitely! As for what to do, I just stay inside when it snows.
      kfemme at sbcglobal dot net

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    49. Nice spanking story, Sue, darn her luck for him turning and taking it right in the face. I would have argued that was his fault. Of course that would have earned a paddle or strap, so good thing Maggie isn't like me LOL I like to curl up in front of fire with my honey, a glass of wine and a warm bottom on a cold, snowy day. :)

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    50. My favorite thign to do on a snowy day is to snuggle up under a blanket near the fire. My day would be nothing more than reading and napping and lazing around. The kids would be on their best behavior, nearly silent actually, and tended to by daddy - no a nanny, and then daddy could tend to me. Yes, that would be wonderful. And so not ever gonna happen.

      chickieblog@live.com

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    51. I like to make snow ice cream!

      terrihawk66@yahoo.com

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    52. What a fun story, Sue! My favorite thing to do on a snowy day is curl up on the couch with a blanket and a good book - heaven!
      michellpa65@gmail.com

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    53. What a great story!! I love it when he pulls her across his knee! So picturing that in my head! You really know how to set the scene! :) Thank you for sharing! My favorite thing to do on a snowy day is snuggle up in a warm blanket with a hot romance! Very happy! :D
      shadowluvs2read(at)gmail(dot)com

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