She was mad, and she knew it was childish to lie and sulk in bed, but she could do what she wanted, that was the law of sulking.
Besides it felt good to be between the cool sheets. Her knickers had the cutest little pattern on the front and a tiny dark blue bow and she played with the bow as she let the sheet rest on her flushed cheek. She did not want to look at anything other than the soft white comforter.
He was infuriating. She wanted to call him names but couldn’t, not even in her head; she knew they both screwed up, and just had that embarrassing moment where neither of them understood the other.
She heard him open the door. She thought she had engineered it so that he would apologise to her. She would be gracious in her acceptance, she decided.
She felt the weight on the bed as he sat down.
She waited for him to speak. She felt his hand lift the sheet and then, without preamble or request he pushed her hand aside and slipped one of his, possessive, self assured, into her knickers.
She froze.
The mere feeling of his hand doing that made her damp, and she tried to close her legs to forbid him entry, but the effort felt wrong, unnatural. Then he spoke, which made her still, except for a gentle, continuous push against him in a manner that she could not control.
His voice, deep and steady as ever, had no trace of emotion, nor the inkling of doubt. And not once did he stop the practised massage of her fold, his expert manipulation of her.
“You have been rude, sullen, and above all disobedient. I know you can be naughty sometimes, but this was not just naughty this was absolutely terrible conduct, and then you thought you would shut me out. Open your legs wider.”
She did so.
“This is not how you are. This is not who you are. You are in a relationship with me and this is not how I am. I am going to look at you now.”
His free hand flicked the sheet away and she lay in front of him, legs ignoble, face flushed and eyes down. She could feel him look, but she did not return the favour.
“You are a naughty little girl and I am going to deal with you thoroughly. I am going to remind you who is in charge and who obeys whom.”
His finger picked up its pace and her legs strained to be as open as they could. She looked away from him to her left.
“This is what will happen. Soon I am going to tell you to come and you will do so. I will watch you because I like to see you obey me. After that I will make you stand up and arrange the pillows on the bed.”
She moaned and tried to stay still, a futile attempt
“After you remove your knickers, you will lean over the pillows. You will then position yourself where I tell you, and you will ask me to punish you. You will ask me to use the implement that you think you deserve.”
She tried to object but the words were too shy.
“I will punish you thoroughly. I will punish you until we are both satisfied that you remember entirely and exactly who you are and who I am. You will be very sore.”
A small noise, perhaps a whimper, came from her.
“After that and only afterwards, I will put myself into you, just as you are there. I will take you very hard. Only if you have shown me that you can be very good girl indeed, will I reach around and touch you.”
He watched her keenly, saw the desperation, fear, hope, and resignation on her face. Her arms had flown above her head, only she did not know that they had done so, not until afterwards.
“All of this will start after you come. Come for me now.”
And she did.
Oh yea gods Poppy, I am very hot and bothered right now – in my office, behind my desk, waiting for people to pitch for a meeting!
Gasp – I cannot even blame the weather – it is too cold for that….
Squirmy, very squirmy. I found myself holding my breath when I read this, Poppy. Very well done.
Poppy, good morning.
and warm 
A nice fantasy to start the week, thank you.
I hope that you enjoyed your week-end,
Have a good Monday.
Paul.
Mindy said it, squirmy, yes squirmy mmm but lovely Poppy. Thank you.
Love,.
Ronnie
xx
Wow Poppy…do I have to go to work today? With THIS on my mind? Well done!
I don’t know how any of you can read this at work and then not daydream the rest of the day. It just can’t be done. Ok, now I have to find Charley.
I am not used to Fantasy Monday yet so it always a nice surprise.
Poppy, what a lovely thought to start the morning. I am very glad I don’t have to leave for work and can stay curled up in bed for as long as I’d like
Poppy, I think that when some people speak about what happens when they misbehave and how they act demure and sly to avoid a spanking this is really what happens.
I think I like your way much better
Cruel
I am just back in the UK and have miles to go before I sleep but I will home tonight and will respond properly to all these lovely messages. I am very glad you liked this.
Oh very nice! Great way to start the week.
Oh, heavens! I am beyond flustered. I think I must open the windows. No, I think I should take a walk. Or get a drink of water. Yes, start there. Water and then walk and then windows. Or windows and then water and then walk. Maybe I should wait. Or not. My thoughts are a bit disordered.
Breathe. There.
I do love Fantasy Monday. Thank you, Poppy.
Poppy –
I know this is your Fantasy Monday piece but it is so close to my real-life Sunday evening that it shocked the breath right out of me.
I am still waiting for that apology I thought I so perfectly engineered, but I suppose I will not be at all disappointed when it does not happen given that everything else has been properly sorted out in both the most displeasurable 
and the most pleasurable 
of ways. He told me to write about it all before the end of the week — not an easy task when it is real life (But I have a sneaky suspicion that you know that as I have a feeling that you have based much this fantasy piece on your own reality). Could I just introduce you as my ghost-writer? 
.
Safe travels,
Ari
Fresh and intense. Delicious.
Deliciously squirmy, Poppy, thank you.
Em not going to work? Has the world ended and know one told me?
Alice,
know one told you, really!!!
Warm
Paul
Oh NO! Paul has turned into Devlin O’Neill.
Kaki,
I’d need an awful lot of practice before I turned into Dev.
It’s only that Alice is a Brit, and she is letting the side down.
But I’m not being entirely serious.
Warm
Paul.
Flipping heck, Paul!
Ok I really should know my no from my know.
Alice, that made me laugh! Then I realized that my day off has been largely spent responding to work crises and queries and that in a few hours I’ll be stopping by the office. So, no the world has not ended. First I’m having a brownie, though.
Eating brownies on your day off, Em, you really know how to live don’t you.
Em’s going a little bit crazy, Alice. First sleeping in, then eating a brownie. What will she do next? Go to church without stockings on? Forget to polish the kitchen sink before bed? She is clearly very, very naughty.
Go to church with stockings on?
She is isn’t she, Scarlet, she even had a lie in. Next thing you know she’ll be spending a few hours on her day off not working!
Oh my, Poppy! You really know how to jazz up our Mondays. Incredibly squimy and just a little too close for comfort
Em’s gotten very quiet, Alice. I think she’s back at work.
I would like to know how she still has brownies left.
When she says she is going to go to work does she mean the cafe or the office?
Scarlet, are you suggesting that Em should have someone spank her senses back? I wonder if any Tops are around here?
Beep, beep….. 
Did someone say brownie ?
Oh dear, I go away for a few hours and look way you girls get up to!
Kaki, the secret behind still having brownies is to keep them out of sight. Then I forget they’re hanging about waiting to be eaten.
Scarlet and Alice, do you want to hear something quite shocking? I didn’t go to the office today! I stayed home and organized my movie collection instead. Of course I will have to go on early tomorrow to make up for it
So when I go away people chat on the blit! How funny is that?
Raven, how do you get away with reading rude things at work? Can your IT department not see what you look at ? I hope you have your phone to use rather than your computer.
Mindy, thank you. I am glad you squirmed. It came out of a squirmy thought I had.
Paul, I had a wonderful weekend. I was very tired afterwards and came home last night and collapsed on the floor with my dogs. Then eventually crawled into bed. I slept for hours and hours. Happy girl.
Ronnie, thank you. I’m happy you liked it.
Sara! Hi! Thank you for reading it. I know you are super busy.
Kaki, I do hope that Charley looked after you as only he can.
Em, I am glad your day involved a brownie and a lie in. You deserve both, often.
Cruel, thank you. I hope that this is what life is like for anyone that wants it to be.
Lunargirl, thank you. I hope the week continues well for you.
Scarlet, giggle. I hope Roman found you and gave you the resuscitation you needed.
Ari, your Sunday evening? You lucky girl you. I do have a little experience of this sort of thing. We are both lucky girls. Ghost writer? You don’t need one, not at all.
Lorraine, “fresh and intense” – I love that! I think I would use you on my book cover, if I ever had a book cover.
Alice, you are most welcome and thank you.
dd, I am not one to hope you feel uncomfortable but I am kind of glad you did just then. Is that terrible?
I wish it was Monday everyday!
I never thought I’d say this, but me too!
Well, thank you so much.
I have spent a delicious afternoon writing more of them and wondering why that is not my full time job because I love doing it so very much.
I am very happy that you like to read them.
Congrats, Poppy. This got Chrossed!
Yay!
Congrats, Poppy!
Thank you- I am utterly thrilled about that.