His Little Katrina Part Three
The next morning when Katty got up she walked outside to retrieve her mail, and sitting on her front steps was a dozen blood red roses. Katrina gasped and looked around as she picked the vase and flowers up and ran back inside eager to see what the note said. Slamming the door shut behind her she opened the slip of pink paper and read:
Dear Katty,
I am thinking of you. Don’t forget our meeting...tonight 7 ‘0' clock sharp...I have decided we shall meet at My place tonight, 776 Mulberry Lane. you should have no problem finding it. If you have any problems or concerns you may call Me, you have my number.
Counting down the minutes until your arrival.
Hugs and Kisses.
Sir.
Katrina folded the piece of paper and held it to her chest, smiling from ear to ear. Quickly she swept up the roses and sniffed them. He knew her so well. ‘Mulberry Lane?’ She thought to herself, ‘that is the richest part of the town.’ But he hadn’t looked like he was wealthy. None of this mattered to her, all she could think about now was what she would wear. Would she wear something cute? Yes. Swiftly she ran up the stairs and into her room, sliding her closet door open she turned on the light. ‘My black short dress! Yes. With the silver high heels. Pink lipstick should do just fine. Don’t want to look to over done.’ She thought with a look of sheer excitement on her face.
Quickly she dressed and checked the time. ‘6:15 plenty of time.’ She thought, grabbing her keys and heading out the door. Twenty minutes later she arrived on his street, she decided to park down the road and listen to the radio for a short time so that she wasn’t too early. At exactly 6:55 she heard a light tapping on her window, when she looked to her left she saw a tall man in a black hoody and blue jeans. When she rolled down her window the man reached inside, opened the car door and began to climb in. Terrified, Katty jumped out of the car and stared at the man.
“Hey buddy!” It was Micheal, he was running to the car and now had his hand on the other man’s sweater.
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“What were you thinking Katrina?” Micheal began, pacing back and forth and finally resting, with his eyes piercing into Katrina’s. “You did not know this man, and willingly you roll your window down to see what he wanted. This is NOT good.” Katrina just stared at Him, with a look of regret on her face.
“Im sorry Sir.” She finally told Him after a long pause.
“My dear you are not sorry yet.” He told her taking her gently by the arm. He led her down a polished set of stairs, and into what seemed to be a smaller home, from the small livingroom they could see, a bedroom, a small kitchen, and a small bathroom. Just as Katrina and Micheal stepped into the bedroom she could see a polished, oak door. Just as Katty was wondering what it was Micheal stepped to the door and opened it, sliding it to the back wall he stepped into the dimly lit room.
“This is my study Katty, this is where we will be when we have things to discuss.” He informed her flipping the light on and letting go of her arm to sit in His chair. She nodded and looked into His eyes, unaware of what to do next. “Stand in front of My desk please.” He told her.
Slowly she stepped in front of His desk.
“Now...would you like to explain to me what you were thinking when you stopped to talk to that man?” He asked her finally, after staring into her eyes for a long period of time.
“I didn’t Sir. I had originally stopped because I was early.” She stopped at that, realizing how foolish that must seem. He nodded and sat back in His chair.
“And...”
“Well, as I was sitting there I heard him tap on my window so I rolled the window down. I realize now that what I did was unsafe, but I figured what harm could be done. So I did it Sir and I apologize.” She told Him looking straight into His eyes as she apologized.
“You need to realize this young lady...whilst you are in my care...and while you are my submissive, these things will not be overlooked. There will be consequences to face.” He informed her sternly. “And also know this...I do not handle things that effect your safety very lightly. Tonight shall be no exception.” He told her, rising from his chair and once again taking her arm into his grasp. Leading her over the desk, he lifted her dress and placed his hand firmly onto her pantied bottom. “How do you feel now Katrina? Do you realize now that I am being serious?”
“Yes Sir. Im sorry Sir.” She pleaded, suddenly getting butterflies in her stomach.
Smack....Smack...Smack...Smack!
Katrina begin to squirm and wiggle, feeling the sting of His hand as it rose and fell.
“Katrina I do not want to have this conversation with you again. Do I make Myself clear?” He asked her, emphasizing every word with a hard Smack. She nodded silently.
“Answer Me!” He told her smacking her behind again.
“Yes Sir.” She mumbled trying hard to avoid the urge to reach back.
“Good...Now about your cigarets.” He started, resting His hand on her bottom. “How many have you had today?”
Katrina cringed. “A...a pack and a half Sir.”
“Which consists of?” He asked taking the waste band of her panties into his thumbs.
“Twenty...Twenty-five Sir!” She said bowing her head.
“And how many were you allowed to have Katrina?”
“8 Sir.”
He shook His head and lowered her panties. “Another thing you will need to learn with Me is obedience and listening.” He told her, rubbing her bare behind. “This is another matter of your safety and health. I believe a lesson is needed. Don’t you?” Katrina nodded. Just as Micheal landed another brisk smack to her bottom she added, “Yes Sir.”
“You need to answer me when I ask the question dear.”
“Yes Sir.”
“I will apply 50 swats of my hand...and I think twenty with the brush will do just fine.” He informed her. “The twenty with the brush will of course need to be counted.” He added.
“I understand.” She answered. She wondered how strong he was. Was he a wimp? Would he go too hard on her? She didn’t think so but wasn’t and couldn’t be sure. When he landed the first of the 50 swats, she knew her answer imidiatly.
“OUCH!” She cried.
After what seemed like forever to Katrina, Micheal’s hand stopped spanking and she could hear Him move away from her, and turn back to His desk. When He came back she felt the cool, all too familiar feeling of the brush on her behind. “Don’t forget to count these dear.” He warned her, raising the cool wood from her backside

His Little Katrina Part Two
Mood:  a-ok
This is the second part of His little Katrina, if you havent read the first part you probably wont understand what is happening and you may want to go back and read the first part first. Enjoy.

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It was five minutes passed two when Katrina arrived at the small reasturaunt on the corner, and she was having second thoughts about going in. She searched in her back pocket for his number so that she could leave and call him from home. She figured she could tell him something came up and that they would have to plan for another time.
Just as she opened the door to her car she heard a familiar voice, that sent a chill down her spine.
"Katty?" It was Micheal and he was coming up on her fast, she had the urge to jump in the car and step on the gas peddle but before she could she felt his hand rest on her shoulder. She froze...what do i do now? she thought to herself.
"You're late..." He started giving her that heart wrentching glare.
"I...I...There was alot of..."
"I dont want excuses Katrina, and where exactly were you going?" He asked staring at her hand, which rested on the handle of the car door.
"I...I was going to get my cigerets." She lied, realizing she had no cigerets in the car. way to go katrina! she thought to herself.
"Oh...another bad habit we will need to break." He told her firmly, taking her arm gently and leading her from the car. "Shall we eat?" He asked after staring at her for a few moments.
Do i really have any choice. she mumbled under her breath.
"What was that?" He asked arching his brow.
"What? uh uh nothing." She stammered.
"Well?" He asked "Shall we go eat?"
"Oh...um sure."
That afternoon was the best afternoon that Katty had had for a long while. She told Micheal things she had never told anyone, things she needed to get out of her mind, and out into the open. She told him about her eating habits, and that she usually had a pack of cigerets a day. These things struck Micheal hard, he knew they both effected her health, and if he could do anything to help, he told her he would, if she would allow him to. The sence of comfurt flowed through Katrina's body everytime Mike touched her.
They talked for hours, until it reached five o clock, she told him she best be getting home and he agreed. They both made plans to meet the next evening at her home, and they would take care of the things they had discussed. He had told her that she was to eat at least two meals a day and have 8 cigerets a day, he would take two more each week until she got to a reasonable amount a day, and she agreed if these rules were broken that there would be consequences. He kissed her cheek softly and walked out the door.
She didnt know why, but as she saw him pull out of the parking lot she felt like she wanted to cry, with him, she'd felt comforted and safe, and when he left, she felt lonely and unsafe. She couldnt wait until tomorow night. Although she knew what would be happening that night, and even though this would be their first session, she felt that she could trust him with her life, even if she had only met him the night before.

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His Littile Katrina Part One
The stories that will be posted on my site are all to do with the Dominant/submissive lifestyle, if the lifestyle bothers you please do not read. Thankyou and enjoy.
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Micheal watched the young girl at the bar from the shadows, as the bar tender filled her glass for the third time that evening. He decided he would watch her until she had finished and would follow her to the parking lot to see if she was driving home. Just as the bartender turned the lights off, the girl grabbed her sweater and keys and headed for the door. Quietly Mike rose from his seat and followed, winking at the bartender as he brushed past. He followed her to her car door, making sure she hadnt seen him and then finally cleared his throat to speak his very first words of the evening.
"I have watched you from a distance, you have had many drinks, do you think it is very safe to drive home after having 5 drinks?" He simply said taking the girls arm gently into his hand. Startled, she jumped, turning swiftly around to face him.
"Who the h*** are you?" She asked snatching her arm from his grasp.
"I asked you a question. It would be polite of you to answer it." He said firmly looking her straight in the eyes.
Something about his stare caught her intrest, something about his voice told her he was only trying to help...but there was still that sense, that thought that she didnt know this man, he was a complete stranger.
"I'll be fine, now would you please leave me be. I am awfully tired. Thank you for the concern." She told him finally trying to shake the feeling that was creeping up into her body.
"At least let me follow you home, so that i know you get home alright. I am just worried. It would be a shame to lose a young girl like you to a nasty habit." He said turning her to face him again.
"It is NOT a habit! Why should you worry anyway, you know nothing about me."
"I would like to know more about you. Now little one i swear i wont hurt you, just let me follow you home so that i know you are alright."
'What are you thinking even considering this Katrina? You dont know this man.' she thought to herself. but yet still, there was that feeling of comfort when his hand touched her. How could a complete stranger make her feel so content.
Sure enough fifteen minutes later there she was sitting in the driveway of her home discussing her life secrets with a man she'd met just 30 minutes before. She couldnt believe that he had shared the same intrest as she had, she had sensed the Dominant side of him when he walked up to her, but now she was sitting here confessing that she knew drinking and driving was wrong, and she knew that had she had a Top she would be getting a spanking right now. How could she be sitting here with a complete stranger discussing things as personal as this? Within minutes she had poored out secrets she hadnt even shared with her best friend.
"Well Katty, i believe that ive heard enough. You obviously need to be releived of your wrong doings. Now i know that we have only talked one night. And i know that this will take some time. But i believe that you and i both know that you are wanting this. needing this." He told her staring straight into her eyes, holding her gaze with his own. Slowly she nodded. "Would you like to meet tomorow for lunch and we could talk and get to know eachother better? It is just a suggestion. I have taken to you easily my dear. I will be honest and tell you that."
She paused for a moment then rose her head to meet his gaze again, slowly she began to speak. "I have taken to you as well. Since the moment you stepped behind me. You have struck something inside me, but im not sure what."
"Then we agree. So lunch? Tomorow 2 pm. At the diner on the corner. Dont be late." He told her in almost a warning tone, as he kissed her cheek softly and opened his car door.
His last words brought a sense of consideration...I'll defenatly show up late. she thought with an evil grin as she unlocked her front door.

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