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Who I Belong To	By : LadyRain Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Dan Hawkins Views: 3393 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Dan Hawkins. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Slipped My Mind

Disclr: r: This story is a work of fiction.

Dedicated to the usual suspects.

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Summary: I forget to do something very important for Dan, and must suffer the consequences.

God, how could I be so fucking stupid? Dan only asked me about a hundred times to make sure I booked the plane tickets for him. But moronic me totally forgot (but I’m almost certain we had tickets). Dan was not happy in the least. Who could blame him? I’d be pretty pissed at me too.

Of course he didn’t find out till we got to the airport, which really only made things worse. Oh, did I forget to mention I was supposed to pick up the tickets too? Well I didn’t do that either. God, I thought Dan was gonna put me over his knee right then and there. Yet good old Dan kept his cool and we boarded the plane with no trouble; I think it was cause he was a rock star.

We were in first class of course and my stomach was all in knots when I sat down next to him. Justin glared at me whenever I screwed up and that freaked me out a little. Dan was just quiet and that made me really upset. In fact midway through the flight I burst into tears. I mean I was full blown sobbing. I could feel everyone staring at me.

“Sweetheart, what’s wrong?” Dan asked, rubbing my back.

My hands covered my face, I felt so embarrassed for acting like a child.

“I’m so sorry,” I sobbed.

Now I’m pretty sure all the passengers were staring at me.

“Come on, love, follow me,” Dan said, helping me out of my seat.

He led me into the bathroom, which was smaller than a fucking ant hole. Shouldn’t they make these things bigger in first class? Dan pulled me against him and began stroking my hair.

“Tell me what’s wrong.”

It wasn’t a question, but a command.

“I feel horrible,” I sobbed, my tears soaking his shirt.

“For not doing what I asked you to?” he asked.
“Yes,” I answered, still crying pretty heavily.

“Well, in all fairness, you should.”

“I do, I really do. I’m so sorry, Danny. God, I wouldn’t blame you if you told me to leave,” I said, lifting my head off his chest.

“Don’t talk like that. I would never want you to leave, neither would Justin. Sweetheart, why don’t you tell me what’s really making you tear up?” he asked, cupping my chin in his hand.

I hated it when he forced me to look in his eyes. He knew me pretty well. He could tell something else was up.

“I hate it when you’re angry,” I finally said.

“I know. You do understand why I’m upset with you, right?”

“Yes, I’m pretty upset with me too. I hate it when you get all quiet and don’t talk to me. It makes my stomach all weird,” I said.

He pushed some strands of my hair behind my ears.

“How can I make you feel better?” he asked, wiping some of my tears away.

I took a deep breath, actually thinking about what I was going to say.

“I need you to spank me,” I said.

Sometimes I just needed it. Spankings made me feel better sometimes. Besides, Dan was the kind of person who felt better about punishing me if I felt I deserved it too. He liked it when I asked him to spank me.

“Right here, right now?” he asked, a smile on his face.

“Well…It would be kind of difficult to do it in the bathroom. When we land?”

He nodded his head and said,

“When we land, I’ll spank you, alright?”

I smiled and said yes. He kissed the top of my head and we returned to our seats. A few of the other passengers raised their eyebrows at us. Oh, I wanted so bad just to flip them off. Actually I did tell one girl to fuck off and mind her own business. Of course Dan heard me and without thinking he delivered a very hard smack to my rear end. My cheeks turned red.
“Good for you, young man. Ladies shouldn’t use that type of language,” some old man said, nodding his head in approval.

I flushed a furious shade of crimson and sat down in my seat, my face buried in my hands. Dan didn’t care if I swore; he just hated it when I was rude. I truly felt like a naughty little girl. I couldn’t believe he had just given me a spank in front of all these people.

“Thank you, sir,” Dan replied to the man, slipping into the seat beside me.

I lifted my head up and Dan smiled.

“You know, you’re awfully cute when you get embarrassed,” he said.

“It’s not funny, Dan. You totally humiliated me,” I hissed.

Okay, so maybe I shouldn’t have caught an attitude with him. I could tell he wasn’t happy.

“It’s a good thing we’ll be landing soon, cause I have half a mind to put you over my knee right now, young lady,” he said.

I felt my panties dampen a little. That young lady line always got me. My cheeks flushed again and I squirmed a bit in my seat. Damp panties made you a bit uncomfortable. Dan took notice of my squirming, and told me to switch seats with him. Thank God he had a window seat.

“How wet are they?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

That question made them even damper. I blushed and let out a soft whimper. My clit wastingting hard. Shit, I should have brought another pair to change into. Stupid fucking airplane!!!

“That bad?”

I nodded my head.

“Well if you weren’t such a naughty girl, I’d take you back into the bathroom and fuck your brains out,” he said a teasing smile on his face.

“I hate you,” I murmured.

He chuckled and started reading. He was busy with his book, so I slowly slipped my hand down my panties. I turned my body away from him a little and started to rub. Then I slipped my finger up there. It wasn’t easy to do in an airplane seat. I let out a soft moan.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Dan asked in a low voice.

“What you wouldn’t,” I replied, a wicked smile crossing my face.

I bit my lip till I could taste blood as I finally came. I pulled my hand out and smoothed my skirt.

“I can’t believe you just did that on an airplane. Wait until I tell Justin,” Dan said, shutting his book.

I crawledr Dar Dan, so I could wash my hands. After I did, I sat back down in my seat and rested my head on Dan’s shoulders. The plane landed soon and my stomach was all in knots again. We met Justin and the boy’s wonderful parents and the airport.

“I swear you get more beautiful every time I see you,” Dan’s mum said to me.

Oh, I loved that woman to death. Dan and Justin were busy talking to each other, while I entertained their folks.

“Mum, we’ll catch up with you later,” Dan said to them.

“Ah, yes. Of course,” Sandy said, with a wink.

I could have died right then and there. Justin stayed behind with us.

“You naughty, naughty girl,” he scolded, waggling his finger at me.

I blushed again. And my clit hardened.

“Wanking off in an airplane? Tsk, tsk, tsk. Such a bad little girl. Danny, give her a couple extra swats for that.”

“Don’t worry, I will,” Danny replied, taking me by the arm.

As Dan led me away from Justin, my eyes wandered to a scene before me. There was a mother and her young daughter, who was being a brat. The mother threatened to spank her daughter in public and my eyes widened.

“She wouldn’t,” I whispered.

“She should. If you acted that way in public, I would spank you right then and there,” Dan said, leading me outside.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

Dan stopped in front of his new car.
“Are you gonna spank me in the car?” I asked.

“No,” he answered.

He pressed me up against the side of the car and reached his hands up my skirt.

“Dan,” I hissed, totally embarrassed.

His fingers hooked around the waistband of my panties and he slipped them off my legs. I had to step out of them.

“God, you weren’t kidding about them being wet,” he said.

“Can’t help it.”

“Get in.”

I climbed into the car and took a deep breath as we began driving.

“If you have an ‘accident’ on these seats, I’ll be forced to uy bey belt,” Dan warned.

Dan knew how much I hated the belt. He pulled up to a flat that he kept around his hometown and I followed him inside. He locked the door behind us and told me to go into the living room. I sat on the couch, tugging at the hem of my skirt. He came in a few moments later with a hairbrush in his hand. Shit, I knew I was in for it.

“Do you want to bend over the couch or would you rather be over my lap?” he asked.

“Is there a catch to which one I choose?” I asked.

He shook his head.

“I’d rather be over your lap,” I replied.

Dan sat down next to me, and I crawled over his lap. He pushed my skirt up my hips, cool air hitting my skin. I shivered. He caressed my backside for awhile. God, he drove me crazy.

I felt his hand move from off my skin and I braced myself for the first smack. The blow landed and a low gasp escaped my mouth. Dan’s elbow was digging into my back in order to keep me from moving. The hairbrush left a serious skin. After about ten spanks I could tell just how red my backside was. But he wasn’t done by a long shot.

I squirmed in his lap, not wanting to be spanked anymore. Dan delivered five hard smack that brought tears to my eyes.

“Settle down love, you still have quite a few to go,” he said, easing up on the smacks for a moment.

I held my body still as best I could. Dan finished the spanking soon enough. God, it fucking hurt. He let my lay across his lap, he let me cry. He was rubbing my back and gently rubbing my burning flesh. His fingers dipped dip into my pussy and I moaned.

“Danny,” I whimpered.

“Shhh. Go clean yourself up, we have to meet the rest for dinner,” he said.

I climbed off his lap and wiped my face. I was going to be sore tonight. Dinner was part of my punishment. I would have to restrain myself from wiggling around on the chair tonight, and I probably would have to go to bed without any pleasure tonight either.
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