Ophelia was starting to feel the strain of her late night note taking. She had been, she hated to say, but cranky. She had gotten really deep into her research… She would have to get a good night's sleep tonight… if she didn't Olly and Gen might start noticing. She took a deep breath and put on a smile as she entered the home. She had a cooler of some things Gen needed for dinner. She made sure they were put away in the kitchen before entering the living room.
"Lia," Gen quickly wrapped her in a hug. "Thanks for picking that up for me."
"No problem." It was the least she could do as they feed her every Sunday. She sat down on a chair and felt her head nod. No, she wasn't going to doze off. She took another deep breath, thankfully she was alone. Olly was now caught up in applicants for his next grad student. She knew that time of the year was very tricky for him. So she didn't want him worrying about her. She stretched and started trying to get her blood pumping.
"Lia?" Olly asked. He was holding a mug and his eyebrow was starting to raise. "Are you okay?"
"Fine," She said a little too quickly.
"Are you sure?" He asked, his tone changing.
"Yes, I said I am fine." She snapped back.
"Watch the tone." Olly gave her a look over his glasses. Ophelia seemed to have missed the warning Olly was trying to give her.
"Just drop it."
"Ophelia," He warned again.
"It's nothing." She snapped in return. "Just shut up about it."
"Corner," Olly ordered. Ophelia stomped her foot. "One," He started. She hurried over to her time out corner and sat. Olly left her alone to make some tea. It would seem they need to have a talk. "Are you ready to talk about what is going on with you this evening?"
"Yes…sir." She replied. She came and sat next to him. "I am over tired." She explained. "I've been staying up too late the last few days researching."
"I wish you would have just told me. You're behavior tonight has been unacceptable. I believe we found out what the ruler is for. I don't want to hear you speak to me or Gen like that ever again, understand?"
"Yes, sir…I'm sorry." She yawned and rubbed her eye.
"I think bedtime right after dinner would be helpful for you too, bunny." She nodded while a flush spread over her face. "Alright, how about you sit and have some tea while I go get what we need for tonight."
She sipped her tea and felt Gen looking at her. Ophelia didn't make eye contact, she likely had heard everything. She felt Gen pat her hair, she was thankful for the gesture. She knew Olly wouldn't be upset with her forever, but right now she felt like he would be. She never had spoken to him that way before. She was really tired.
Olly returned with the ruler. It was just as scary as she remembered. She watched Olly set it down on the couch next to him. She gulped as he patted his lap to tell her it was time. She shuffled over and started shaking a little. He placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Ophelia, I need you to take a nice deep breath." He breathed in with her and then led her breathing out. "Do we need to do this later?" He asked her. "I think this may be a bit too much with how tired you are. It's a holiday so we don't have work tomorrow, we can handle this in the morning." He said while pulling her into a hug. "Shhh…. Lia it's okay." He promised while rubbing her back. "How about dinner then bed, that might be a better choice for tonight."
"I'm sorry," She sniffed. "That sounds good."
Dinner was a quiet affair, Ophelia just pushing her food around her plate. She ate slowly, not to drag dinner out, she just couldn't really focus on her food. Gen offered to feed her if she needed to be little but Ophelia shook her head. Once dinner was cleaned up… She fiddled with her fingers.
"I know I've been a brat tonight, but would you two tuck me in?" They both nodded and ushered her toward the guest room. After clothes were changed and good nights were said Ophelia was quickly out while holding on to her pillow.
"Sleep tight, Lia." Olly said while stroking her cheek. They would have to talk about her not keeping up with her sleep, but for now, she needed to catch up on her missed sleep.
The next morning Ophelia woke up, she blinked around in confusion. She did not remember falling asleep. Suddenly everything came flooding back… oh she was in so much trouble. Olly was going to tan her backside… between not sleeping and acting like that… She was super dead. She sat on the bed for a minute. She took another deep breath. She was blowing things out of proportion. Olly has never used an implement on her more then ten strikes. They may be some of the worst ten strikes she would ever feel, but he made it clear he never really wanted to hurt her. She sighed again.
She found Olly and Gen in the living room enjoying a cup of tea. It was clear to Ophelia that they had been up for a while. She felt embarrassed as they both smiled warmly at her. A greeting she did not really deserve yet.
"How are you feeling?"
"Better, I'm really sorry for last night." She was looking at the floor.
"Thank you for the apology," Olly said while patting the couch next to him. "I just wish you had told me you hadn't been sleeping."
"I didn't think it would be a problem… I was planning to get a good night's sleep afterward. I usually sleep better on Sundays anyway." Olly put his arm around her and hummed gently, rocking Ophelia softly from side to side.
"How about some breakfast? Tea?"
"Aren't you going to give me spanking?" She asked.
"Well, yes but it doesn't have to be the moment you wake up. I would rather have you fully awake and comfortable."
"Getting a spanking is never comfortable." She pouted. He gave her a squeeze. "But breakfast does sound good."
The morning past quietly, Ophelia helped clean up the kitchen, and showered. Olly was doing small chores while Gen was starting the laundry. Ophelia just enjoy the normalness of it. Olly rejoined her in the living room.
"Are you ready?" He asked.
"Yes sir." She stood up, still nervous but not terrified. She walked over to stand beside him.
"Alright," He began, "You are still getting the ruler." She nodded. "I do not want you to speak that way to me again, understand. The ruler will be for you when you are disrespectful."
"I understand." She replied.
"It's going to be like the spoon, it is going to sting." He told her while adjusting her over his knees. She nodded into the couch. "Gen, will you go get her pillow?" Ophelia felt a lot better holding it to her chest. Olly rubbed her back for a moment or two. Ophelia could feel the tension in both of them. "Are you ready?"
"Yes sir."
Olly's hand stuck sternly against the seat of her sweat pants. But the fifth she was whimpering, he held her around her middle to keep her steady. They both knew that it was not going to be easy. Ophelia shuddered as her pants came down. He gave a few stern smacks making sure to get the next couple toward the sit spots. Olly would admit he was being a bit more sterner then usual. The last five to her underwear, they caused a small whimper to escape Ophelia's lips. Olly quickly pulled her underwear down, the woman's bottom was heading to be red.
"Why are you getting this spanking Ophelia?" He asked while again adjusting her on his lap.
"To remind me to take care of myself and not to be disrespectful."
"Very good." He praised while smacking her exposed cheeks. Ophelia let out another whine and started to wiggle slightly. "Now now." He said, giving her a little extra stern smack. "You know that when you are naughty you get a sterner spanking." He reminded her. He gave the last two smacks of his hand making sure to curve his palm and hitting the square middle of each cheek. A sniff escaped Ophelia "Alright." He said lifting the ruler of the sofa. "It's time for the ruler Ophelia." He again adjusted her making sure he would give even swats to different parts of her bottom. "Are you ready?"
"Yes sir." She mumbled. She felt Olly pat her on the back before wrapping his free arm around her middle. The first strike was fire. An explosion of pain that made her cry out. Nine more of those? This was worse than the spoon. The second strike she let out a long cry… it hurt so bad. The third he got the curve of her cheeks and she was now openly crying. The fifth and sixth left pale red lines across her cheeks.
"I'm so sorry Olly." Was all she could really sob out.
"I know Ophelia," He said. "Three more than we are all done." He brought the ruler down as he said this. Ophelia's legs were kicking, he just cracked the ninth and ten impacts wanting to get it over with as soon as possible. "All done. You did surprisingly well. It's all over now." He hushed while rubbing her back. After Ophelia seemed to calm some, he helped her fix her clothes and wrapped her tightly in a hug. "Shhh…" He muttered into her hair again, rubbing her back as she cried into his shoulder. "It's all done." He told her again while resting his chin on her hair. "All done." He repeated gently. He felt her nodded into his shoulder, still softly crying.
"I'm sorry." She said while wiping her eyes.
"I know you are, but you need to be taking care of yourself, that would have been avoided if you had followed your sleep schedule." He rubbed her cheek with his thumb while kissing her on the forehead.
"I know," She admitted. "I'll do better," she promised.