I'm OK, Really

Chapter 3 – Going Back Home

I fall asleep and wake up the next morning.

The aid by my room tells me my fiancé is coming to pick me up.

About an hour later they bring me some oatmeal and undue my restraints.

After I finish I wait there board until my fiancé comes and about an hour and a half after I finish she finally shows up.

She talks to the staff asking what I have on and when they tell her I am only in a “johnnie” (hospital gown) she ask if they have pants for me.

My fiancé then walks in my room with the hospital pants and orders me to put them on.

“I have my clothes here.” I respond.

She comes back with, “You’re not wearing those right now. Put these pants on so I can bring you home.”

So I put them on and she leads me out grabbing my bag of clothes and belongings on the way.

She takes me to the car which has a harness I have not seen before attached to the back seat.

As she puts me in it I tell her that this is not necessary.

She straps me into the harness and puts on my seat belt.

The harness locks in so I can’t get out of it.

The drive home is pretty short but we have time to talk, yet I can’t get her to say much.

When we get home she opens the back door and unstraps me.

After bring me to our bedroom and leading me onto our bed she explains to me, “Now I told you the night before to put the trash to the curb and you said you were going to do it, but instead you caused a scene.”

I try to explain to her, “I’m sorry I forgot the trash but I had a lot on my mind. And I never said I was going to do anything stupid. This was all unnecessary.”

“You’re absolutely right it was unnecessary. And I’m going to need to punish you so you remember next time.”

“What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to spank you and then I am going to have you stay here strapped down to the bed for a while.”

“I’ve already been strapped down long enough! And you want to spank me (laugh) like I’m a child? Are you serious?”

“You were acting like a child. You act like a child you get treated like one! And you need something to remember never to do this again. Do you know how much garbage we are going to have because you didn’t take it out? Now we have to wait a whole week to get rid of our trash. You need to remember to never do this again.”

She gestures me to lay on my stomach. And she starts hitting my butt hard with her hand. I admit I am kind of aroused by this. I’m over here getting a spanking like I’m a little kid that miss behaved.

“I’m getting the paddle. You need something that will really sink this into your thick head.”

I didn’t even know she had a paddle but then I see her taking it off the dresser.

She whips my ass so hard and it really hurts.

“Aw” I cry out as she is whipping me with the paddle.

“Are you going to forget to take the trash out again?”

“No.”

“No Doctor!” she corrects.

I didn’t mention my fiancé is actually a Psychiatrist and she works in the mental ward of the hospital I was just at. But she has never had me call her doctor.

I respond, “No Doctor.”

She whips me some more as I cry out in pain. Then she turns me over and grabs my wrist. She pulls a restraint which she had attached to the bed when I was gone. She then does the same to my other wrist and ankles.

“I’ll be back in a little while. Until then think about what you have done.” She says firmly

“How long do I have to stay strapped down?”

“Until I’m ready to let you go.”

I lay there with my ass really sore and I have to admit this authoritative stern demeanor of hers really turns me on.

She comes back in an after a long while. I ask her how long it was and she tells me an hour. As she is undoing my restraints I mention to her, “I kind of like this dominate side of you.”

She quickly removes the restraints and starts rubbing my penis do my pants while saying, “Oh you do?”

Then we lay down together as she says, “Well I guess I need to be like this with you more often.”

She takes off her shews as I strip off her pants.

After stripping each other naked she gets on top of me, puts my penis into her and thrusts up in down into my penis.

“Are you going to be a good patient and do what I tell you from now on?” she asks

“Yes Doctor.”

We fuck each other’s brains out both cumming all over the sheets.

At this point I realize that she is definitely the woman for me.

The End