A Sore Marriage Counseling

"Let me make something abundantly clear for you, Mr. Danin." Kane began as he stepped up to Glel. "There is no 'we' in this situation. You hired me to conduct a task of punishing your wife, and I intend on doing so. And I intend on doing that by myself. I do not need a helping hand. Clear?"

Kane was forward, making his point clear and concise. He did it in a stern manner but made sure to repress any anger in the message. Glel seemed shocked at this statement but nodded his head all the same.

"Got it! You're the boss! I'll just stick to the sidelines and help when needed!" he chirped, to which he got a chuckle out of the usually unemotional man.

Like I would need your help.

Glel then received a ring on his tablet. He checked it, to which his face elated. "She's almost here!"

In a moment's notice, Glel darted over to the door and shut off the light in the living room. He also made sure to close the blinds as well before shooting over to the chair in the corner of the room. There was a small table beside it with a lamp on it, which he turned on promptly.

Kane watched on, befuddled at the sudden run-around to shut everything off. "What are you doing?"

"Setting the mood, of course!" Glel exclaimed as he peeked out the curtain, remaining hidden as possible. "You gotta do your whole 'I've come for your ass' thing! Gotta set the stage for it!"

God, I need to stop using that.

Kane sighed, massaging his temple as he could feel a headache coming on. But, he saw no point in arguing something so minor. So, he went over and sat down in the chair. The light from the lamp creating an ominous picture. But, the bounty hunter couldn't help but feel like this resembled a cheesy drama from a television show.

After a few minutes past, the front door began to open as a woman began to enter. She had straight, long brunette hair. Her skin was smooth, glistening off the little light in the room. She was wearing a silk black dress hugging around her hourglass figure.

"Hey, honey! Sorry, I'm late. The girls wanted to stay out a bit longer than-" His wife, Mirvel, began speaking as she closed the door behind her. Completely unaware of the mysterious man staring her down until she turned towards the two. She started for a moment blinking. "Um, honey, who is this?"

"Hello, darling." He greeted, sounding like an evil genius ready to unveil his plans. "I would like for you to meet a new friend of mine."

"Hello Mirvel, my name is Kane Draco. And..." he stopped as he looked over at the joyful Glel. "...it seems your husband has put a hit out on your ass. And I've come to collect."

Mirvel just paused in place. She processed what she had heard before turning towards her husband. "You sent a fucking spanking bounty hunter on me?!"

"Of course!" he elated. Mirvel eyes were beating out of her head. She flicked the light on with haste as she turned her attention to her husband. "This better be a joke, Glel!"

Glel shook his head with a grin so smug that even Kane wanted to slap it off of his face. She bared her teeth as she seethed. "For what?! Is this some sick game?!"

"For what? Really? Did we just forget about the whole cheating on me thing?" Glel asked condescendingly. Mirvel stopped, her face in awe. She hung her head slow, shaking with unyielding rage.

"I thought we talked about this already." She said cold as frostbite. She sounded restrained, almost like she was trying to keep her emotions in check.

"Yes, we talked about it, and you apologized. But, that doesn't mean you get to get out of this unscathed!" Glel explained to her as she trembled in place. She stayed silent for a few moments. Kane could see the guilt splattered all over her face. Guilt that seemed to be repeatedly pushed in her face by her husband.

She looked up slightly, taking a deep exhale as she saw her husband's face. She then looked over to Kane, who had stayed silent during the ordeal. "Argh! Fine, let's just get this over with!"

That was Kane's queue. He rose from his chair he went to sit on the couch. "Please, come over here."

She sighed, walking over to the man while making sure to not look over at her husband. Soon, she stood mere inches away from Kane on his right side. "Just try not to bruise it, okay? You have any idea how embarrassing it'll be if the girls noticed something like this! I'd die! Literally, die!"

"That's something you should have thought about before being unfaithful, now isn't it?" Kane replied quickly, stumping the woman as she could only shake her head. "Now, over my knees."

She did as the bounty hunter told her. She motioned on the couch slowly and laid herself gently across his lap. As she got settled in, Kane lifted her dress up to reveal her peach bottom. Her hips filling in her bottom very well. The dress was so tight around her that the sudden yanking up made her butt jiggle in a jell-o like fashion.

"Hey! Is that really necessary?!" she asked as she quickly moved her hand to cover some of her exposed rear. Kane just shook her head, grabbed her wrist, and twisted her arm behind her back to pin it. She hissed in pain before she started wiggling.

"Yes, everything I do is necessary. And, if this is how you're going to act throughout, you are in for a long, painful night." Kane pointed out to her sternly, getting a low snicker out of Glel.

SLAP!

The first slap meets her bottom in a loud, stinging fashion. "Ouch! Holy fuck, that hurts!"

SLAP!

Another one followed suit, with her upper half shooting up from the sizzling sensation. It wasn't long until Kane began to slap away at her unprotected bottom. It was slow and methodical. The smacks were powerful, with the sound of the impact echoing loudly off the walls. That and the sound of her yelps and squeals.

"GAH! Can you go a little easier, please?! Ouch, fuck!" she pleaded already as her butt already was covered in pink handprints.

"I could go easy, yes. But, do you deserve easy?" Kane questioned as he continued his pace.

"Yes! I told you - OW! - I've already apologized for this!"

"Just because you apologized does not mean you are owed forgiveness. You made the decision to step out of your marriage. You made the decision to hurt your husband. This is your doing. And now, this what your doing has gotten you."

Mirvel, begrudgingly, went silent. She huffed over his lap, squirming back and forth to avoid his stinging slaps. He could tell that she had more to say. That she wanted to say more, but something kept pushing it back down inside.

Soon, Kane's slap became faster. The power didn't change, but how fast he was going gave the poor woman less time for the hits to settle. Thus, it made her feel like it was more powerful. And, when he quickened his pace, it wasn't long until Mirvel's yelps turned to whines. She tried so desperately to claw her way off of his lap in a successful escape. All for it to be ruined each time he pulled her back and continued her harsh spanking.

"Marriage is one of the few sacred things of this world."

SLAP! SLAP!

"OWW! Oh god!" Mirvel cried out in pain as two slaps came down so fast she couldn't prepare for them. "Not many people get to experience this in their lifetime. But, those who do, they are blessed with spending the rest of their lives with the one or more of their dreams. The special person or people that you have the blessing to call your best friend, your right hand, your partner for life."

Kane went over this in a calm tone. Mirvel would be lying if she said his voice wasn't the thing that had her reeling back in from the attacks her cheeks were suffering.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

However, it wasn't long until those harsh slaps were now be directed at her sitspots. In just three slaps, Mirvel howled like a caged wolf. She restrained back the tears that were threatening to break free.

"So," Kane said, but his voice changed. No longer was it a welcoming, soothing tone. Now, it was deep and raspy, sending chills down the spine of his unlucky spankee. "what on earth made you decide that you were going to step out of this sacred bond, but also disgrace it as well?"

Mirvel laid there in silence. The bounty hunter's words cut deep for her. Stinging worse than the spanking she was receiving. Not to mention her husband watch along, enjoying every second of this. She looked up at him, shaking her head as her eyes beamed at his smug grin.

"Go on, honey." Glel poked at, "Tell the man why you decided to step out on me!"

"You know exactly why!"

SLAP!

"AHHH!" she screamed as the smack landed in a loud, thunderous way. After letting the spank settle its way into her toasty bottom, Kane turned his attention towards Glel. He held out his index finger at him as his face was scrunched up.

"I do not need a little helper." He said, with the threatening raspy returning in Kane's voice. "Oh! Right, right! Got it! Mouth shut!"

Kane just shook his head. It felt like the man was mocking him. Making a fool of him, in a way. Something that Kane didn't take lightly. But, he was willing to admit that it could just be his irritability getting the best of him.

"However," he stated before giving Mirvel another sharp slap. She bucked, whimpering as her ass was a solid pink at this point. "I would like an answer to my question."

Mirvel went silent once more. She twiddled her fingers around as she thought of what to say to the man. "I don't know..."

Everything paused as she said that. There was this thick tension that filled the entire living room. So thick that even Glel felt as though it was hard to breathe. But, soon the tension dissipates as Kane lets out a loud, hearty laugh.

Mirvel slowly turned her head to look at the laughing bounty hunter. Mirvel would be lying if she said his laughing wasn't creating a pit in her stomach.

"Wh-why are you laughing...?" she wondered. Hesitating through her question as she didn't know if she wanted to know or not.

"Oh, nothing. I just think it's incredibly funny how you thought that poor excuse of a response would actually work." Kane laughed at her, to which her face turned bright pink. He patted her bottom, causing her hips to buck as any slight touch set it ablaze. "But, it's okay. I know how to get a response."

Mirvel heart sank as she heard those words. She could only imagine what else was in stored for her. Soon, Kane wrapped his large hands around her waist and began to help her off his lap. Her heart skipped a beat. Could her punishment be over?

As she and Kane made it to their feet, she was shocked as she was now being pulled. It didn't take long for Glel to put the pieces together. But, Mirvel was still trying to figure out her puzzle. But, she soon recognized that her punishment would be continuing as she was placed over the armrest of the couch. Her panties fell to her ankles as her pink cheeks were exposed for Kane's wrath.

Kane then walked over, his shoes echoing off the hardwood floor made Mirvel's stomach do jumping jacks. Soon, Kane went over and grabbed the strap he had taken out earlier. As he walked back over to her, he tapped the strap on his hand. The sound it made was low, but it was loud enough to give Mirvel goosebumps.

"Now, let me try asking again." Kane stated as he puts the leather strap against her plump bottom. "Why did you decide to cheat on Glel?"

WHAP!

Before Mirvel had any time to come up with a response, the strap came up and back down with a loud crack. She shrieked as the strap burned her bottom fiercely. She struggled to not move out of the place. The fear of what would happen if she didn't stay in place was too great for her.

WHAP!

"Please-!" Another one came down without warning, causing Mirvel to let another agonizing squeal and plea. Her body contorted as she bit the bottom of her lip. There was no use in her fighting back the tears as they were already coming down.

"God! I'm so sorry! I don't know, okay?! It was just a spur of the moment thing!" she cried out, trying to get some sort of explanation out. But, Kane knew it wasn't the full truth.

"A spur of the moment thing? As if! It was with our across-the-street neighbor!" Glel jumped in once more. Kane had warned him once, and he did not like repeating himself.

"Glel-"

"Do you think I wanted to sleep with him?! No, Glel!" Mirvel spat back at him. Her voice was shaky as the tears streamed down her face. Kane was ready to stop them both before it went out of hand, but then he thought of something. He wasn't making any leeway with her with what he was doing. But, it seemed that Glel was, even if he's not meaning to. If he let these two bicker, alongside the spanking, maybe he could get to the bottom of this.

WHAP! WHAP!

Two more strikes came down on her bottom. The red strap lines begin to paint over the pink hue. But, instead of another shriek from it, out came an angered snarl. "This is so unnecessary! I have apologized to you time and time again and it wasn't enough! It's never enough!"

WHAP!

"What? Are you actually trying to spin this on me? C'mon!"

WHAP!

"GAHHH" she let out before growling, "I'm not saying it's all your fault! I feel awful for what I did! But, don't act like our issues are just my fault!"

"The only thing that is my fault is giving you as much trust as I did!"

WHAP!

"Argh! You're guilty of never showing me any ounce of love or attention!"

"Oh, that's such bullshit."

WHAP!

Another strike came down. Her face was damp from her tears; with her mascara running with it. As it landed, she punched the pillow she once used as comfort. She pushed herself up, her lower half still in position. Looking directly in the eye of her husband.

"It's not bullshit! Glel, since we've moved here three years ago for work, I can barely get any time with you! Hell, I barely get to fucking see you! When I wake up, you're gone. When you come home, you don't want to be bothered. Every single day! For three fucking years! And where does that leave me? A lonely woman just craving for her husband to show that he loves her again!"

Kane went to wind up for another, but he stopped as he saw the state of Mirvel. She was trembling, barely able to hold herself up. He slowly lowered the strap down. He came closer and rubbed gentle circles around her back.

"That's what this is about?" Glel sighed, "Mirvel, I'm sorry that I have to provide for each other! Making sure we have a roof over our heads and food in our stomachs! I'm sorry that I can't spend every waking moment with you!"

For the most part, Mirvel had been holding herself together as best she could. But, it was those uncaring words that finally sent her over the edge.

"I don't want all of your attention. But, I'd like some, and you can barely do that." She barely was able to get out before her emotions finally boiled over. She slowly descended into the couch, bawling her heart out with all that had gone on tonight. Kane slowly pulled her up and held her in his arms. She cried in his chest, her red bottom still on display.

Kane looked over to Glel. He just couldn't believe how unaffectionate he had been. Even in the sight of his distraught wife, he stands there unsympathetic.

Kane allowed Mirvel to cry out all of the raw emotions until she began softly sobbing. Her breathing was hoarse and husky as she clung to Kane as much as possible. "How are you feeling, Mirvel?"

His voice was warm and smooth as honey. It felt welcoming, a needed comfort to ease Mirvel more. "I feel okay..." she said meekly, sniffling as she looked up at Kane.

"I think it's time we have a timeout." Kane told her. He expected pushback, like many would give him when the notion of corner time or timeout was mentioned. But, there was nothing. She accepted it with a small nod and let herself be guided to the corner.

"What?" Glel questioned as his wife was placed in the corner with her battered bottom on full display for both men. "That's it? Are you kidding?! She hasn't learned a thing!"

Kane glared at the man, marching over to them as the strap was still in hand. He had enough of the man. How he spoke, how he acted during this whole ordeal, everything. Soon, Kane was standing inches away from Glel. The man's anger quickly turned to fear as Kane's menacing presence was felt. "Pants and underwear down. Now."

"Um, excuse me?" Glel asked, snickering a bit as he believed this was some sort of joke. However, the bounty hunter was never the one for jokes. "Pants and underwear down."

Glel quickly noticed the seriousness of his command. He stammered for a moment, unaware of how to respond as the bounty hunter waited impatiently in front of him.

"B-but, I hired you!" he decreed, "You're supposed to spank the one I hired you too! Not me!" Glel reiterated his job, but the man was hearing none of it.

"I'm well aware of what you hired me for. I am also well aware that you are in dire need of punishment just as much, if not more, than your wife." Kane began telling him off before stepping even closer towards him. "Now, are you doing to do as I say, or do I have to pull your pants down myself?"

Kane's threat was as haunting as his eyes were unemotional. It was like a reaper had entered Glel's home, threatening to take his soul. Glel felt stuck for a moment. He was scared to move as he couldn't think of a way out of this. He was cornered with no escape, with only one option. So, with a defeated sigh, he began to unbutton his pants.

His pants came down along with his underwear. His face quickly went flush red as he was now bare bottom in front of the bounty hunter. Kane took him by the arm, with Glel flinching as his grip was strong. Soon, he was tossed over the armrest of the couch. His butt was up in Kane's full view. It was flat, not having a seamless transition between his back and bottom. It was covered in small hairs, with it getting thicker as it goes down to his legs.

WHAP!

"AHH! Goddamn!" Glel screamed out as he reached back and rubbed. The burn settled in a burn fiercely into his rump. It felt harder than any swat Mirvel had gotten. A pink strap-line hand already began forming on his backside.

WHAP!

Another leathery strike connected with his skin in a sickening slap. Another holler was let out as he shut his eyes tight to fight back the tears. He couldn't believe in only two slaps that he was already near crying. His chest was tight; his heart was wrapped around in self-pity. But, Kane had no pity to spare him.

"It's not fun for your feelings to be pushed aside, is it?" Kane challenged

"I never-"

WHAP!

"OWWW!" Another swat came down, but this time on his sitspots.

"Did I say you could speak?" the bounty hunter questioned, his tone was as chilling as he looked. Glel stayed silent, not daring to answer the man's rhetorical question. In fact, he wouldn't dare to test Kane at all.

"Since I have been here, you have been running your mouth. Butting in when I specifically told you not to. Trying to include yourself like an insufferable child. Now, you will listen to me. Or I can keep blistering your thighs and sitspots. Which will it be?"

Glel froze for a moment. His heart beating out of his chest like a jackhammer. Was this his queue to answer? His nerves jittered as he knew the outcome if it wasn't. But, he took the seeming opportunity. "Y-yes, I'll listen..."

WHAP!

"Yes, what?"

"YEOWCH! Yes, sir! Yes, sir!" he frantically blurted out as the strapped attacked his thighs. He danced in place, resisting the urge to reach back and rub the sting away. Though, he felt that wouldn't help.

Kane stopped for a moment and admired his early work. Strap lines were painted around his bottom. With a few faint ones around his sitspots and thighs. He watched and relished in the change he was already seeing from Glel. Gone was the brash attitude he carried around. Now, it was his time to learn a lesson.