Free She is My Sister by Joannie Kay Page A

finish cleaning the kitchen, Jenna, but you are going
to do as you were told, or you’ll get a spanking right here and now, and the one you earned for
matchmaking.”  
    His expression told her he was serious as could be.   Jenna hurried from the kitchen before
she made matters worse than they already were.   She shut the bedroom door behind her, a
little trick that would let her know when Eric entered the room, even though
she had her back to the door, and her nose in the corner.   The door knob always rattled just a bit when it was touched, and that way Eric couldn’t sneak
up on her, something she hated with a passion.
    The bedroom always gave her a sense of peace, even when she
was about to be punished.   Eric
never punished her without a good reason, and a spanking healed any upsets they
had before they turned into major problems.   As much as she hated to admit it, Jenna
believed that domestic discipline was a good foundation for marriage.   When Eric informed her before they were
married that she would be spanked if she disobeyed him, or if she broke other
rules… rules that she agreed to… she was shocked.   He gave her time to think about her
decision, and Jenna did as he asked, and gave the matter some serious
thought.   She went over Eric’s
explanation and was reassured that he would always take her opinion and her
wants and needs into consideration before making a final decision, but on
serious matters, his decision would be final and once it was made, she would
not argue and fuss.   It would save
power struggles, and if the decision proved to be wrong, he would carry the
guilt for making it.   He also agreed
that the rules in their marriage would apply to him as well, and would be
agreed upon by them both.   The
difference was that he would self-discipline if he messed up, while she would
be spanked.   The thing, however,
that convinced Jenna most of all that this was the type of marriage that she
wanted was the news that his parents, and his grandparents, practiced this in
their marriage, and they were so obviously in love and happy that it brought
tears to Jenna’s eyes.   She agreed
to Eric’s conditions, and he agreed to a condition that she set for marriage…
no drugs unless they were prescribed by a medical doctor for
an illness .   A good friend of
hers had developed a drug habit during high school, and overdosed their senior
year.   Jenna knew she couldn’t bear
watching another person she loved going through that hell.   It was a condition that Eric didn’t even
have to think about.   He didn’t do
drugs of any kind, and he never had… pretty much for the same reason as
Jenna.   Only, his high school friend
didn’t overdose.   He went through
rehab… three times, but thankfully, by the time he and Jenna were married, he
was sober and planning to stay that way.
    Jenna took off her clothing and put it either in the hamper
to be washed later, or in the closet.   She and Eric didn’t like clutter, and they lived as neatly as
possible.   She put on a nightgown,
went to the bathroom and prepared herself for bed.   Jenna hurried to get to the corner and
pull up her nightgown to bare her butt before Eric surprised her by coming into
the bedroom sooner than she expected him.   He didn’t appreciate dawdling, as she’d learned early in their
marriage.   He’d sent her to the
bedroom to wait for a spanking, telling her he was going to mow the grass.   Jenna thought she had plenty of time, so
she turned on her laptop, and didn’t go straight to the corner as she was told
to do.   Eric changed his mind about
mowing the grass because the yard was still damp from an early morning
shower.   Jenna earned punishment for
not obeying him, and for refusing to accept the punishment she’d been
given.   She did not want a repeat of
that ever again.
    Still, she stood in the corner with her nose pressed in the
crevice for a good twenty minutes before she heard the doorknob