The Addiction

To most people it's just a game. Something for fun, to pass extra time, or to relieve stress, but to Samantha it was everything. Chat rooms, msn, ICQ, the telephone. You name it, she had it. Linked to so many strangers that she called friends. She spent her days chatting in the chat rooms or on msn while her husband was at work. The house stayed messy as her two boys tore through it like little tornadoes. Mom was busy on the computer, they thought, so why not just jump on the beds, she won't notice. Samantha took an occasional break to fix lunch, but she never ate because she was usually on the phone with one or more of her chat friends. Calling all over the United States, Canada and neumerous foreign countrys. All the while the phone bill was adding up. She also took short breaks just long enough to throw dinner on the table, and then it was back to the computer while her very tired husband would bath the boys,tuck them in and read to them. Samantha , in the mean time was in the chat room flirting with many of her chatroom boyfriends. "Samantha, Her husband called, "It's time to get off there for a while so we can talk a little." "In a minute," she replied as she waved him on, and started to laugh at something someone said to her. Finally her husband just gave up and went to bed. The next day while he was working and she was on the phone to Australia, she got her phone bill. Samantha gasp in shock at the bill. It was close to five hundred dollars and she didn't have the money to pay it. "Ohhh no, I just got my first phone bill. My husband is going to kill me." She spent the entire day wondering how she was going to explain this to her husband. That night after he had tucked the boys into bed, Samantha left her computer and faced her husband with the bad news. As he looked over the phone bill in disbelief, the anger grew. "How could you Sam? How could you be so irresponsible as to let it get so out of hand," he scolded as he waved the bill at her. "I don't know Mike, I'm so sorry, I will be more careful and watch my calling." "You had better, because I won't pay another bill like this ever again, and if it happens again, there will be consequences Samantha.  Now just go to bed," he ordered. "And stay off of the computer for one night." Samantha said nothing, she just figured she had gotten off pretty easy so she just took herself upstairs and went to bed. As the days passed, she spent more and more time on the phone, she even had a second line put in so she could chat and talk on the phone. When she had told her husband about the new line, he had it cancelled, but Sam re ordered it and decided to just keep it a secret. One evening when she was on the computer, her phone rang. Ohh shit she thought, this is going to be hard to explain, as Mike picked up the phone.  Sam quickly told her friends in the room that she had to leave. By the time she had said her goodbye's, and disconnected, Mike had just hung up the phone "Samantha!!!!" he yelled. "Get in here now!!" "What," she retorted back. "That was my mother. The question I have for you is how could I be talking to her when your connected." "Um I reordered that second line," she replied. Mike looked at her in disbelief. "Mike, your mom complains that she can't get through, so that why I did it," she replied. "Samantha, I've had it. This internet thing is to much. We don't spend any time together, and the boys miss you. Stay off of the internet or there will be consequences Sam." "You can't tell me what to do damnit," she yelled. Mike took Samantha by the arm and headed toward the room with the computer. "What are you doing," she said as her husband shut the computer down and started to unhook everything. "No no no Mike stop, don't take the computer. I promise to not spend so much time on here if you give me a second chance. I will do better." Mike stood up and looked at his crying wife. Ok, I will give you one more chance, but if this continues, I will do more than just yank this computer, I will put you over my knee." With that her husband left the room and went to bed. Samantha was weak at the knees from her husbands statement. Would he really do that to her? Could he?. The thought soon left her mind as she logged onto the chat room. As days went by, Mike thought she was doing better. The house was more picked up than usual, and Sam had started to make real dinners again. But it was only a few weeks, and Samantha had fallen back into her old pattern. She had gotten another phone bill, and it was as high as the last one. She knew her husband would be very mad, so she took the bill to her father for help in paying the bill. "Sammy, what is this? and how did you get it so high?"  her father asked. In tears, she explained to her father how it had gotten out of hand and that she would promise to do better. As her father sat at his desk, he wrote her out a check for the bill. "Samantha, you are very irresponsible, and I won't do this again. When you were a little girl, and acted irresponsible, what did I do to you?" he asked. "You used to spank me," she replied, in that scared little daddy girl tone. "Thats right, but now your grown, and you will be responsible. If it happens again, there will be consequences. You will have to face your husband on your own and deal with it." She kissed her dad goodbye and walked out of his office with check in hand, and a smile on her face. She paid the bill, and never told her husband. She cut back on the calling, but spent more time online. When her husband would come into the room, she would minimize the chat room and act like she was working on other things. He still didn't like this, but at least he thought she was doing more creative things. When the next bill came, it was much better and Mike was pleased. "I just had to play it cool for a while, until Mike cooled it about the phone bill," she replied, to a long distance friend in another state. All the while Mike thought Samantha was doing better, little did he know that his wife was going to bed around midnight, but was getting back up at 3a.m. to chat until 6 a.m. with friends from foreign countries. She had also made long distance calls there as well. She managed to keep this up for almost a month with out suspision from her husband. On one occasion she heard him in the bathroom upstairs. She quickly minimized the screen and threw herself on the couch as if she had fallen asleep in front of the tv. But all was about to come to an end. When Samantha arose from her sleeping spot once again (The sofa) she fed the boys and went right to the computer. The day passed quickly and soon the mail man had arrived. Today in the mail was her phone bill. Samantha dropped all the other mail on the counter and held the bill close to her chest. She closed her eyes and prayed that it wouldn't be very much. When she opened the bill her mouth dropped open and the tears began to flow. She picked up the phone and called her friend in another state. "Omg Omg, I got my phone bill today and Mike is going to kill me. What am I going to do?" she asked as the tears flowed through the phone. "Well sam, you haven't learned your lesson, because you just called me. You have to not call so many people and not be on the computer so much." "I know I know, I have to do better, but when Mike sees this bill, he is going to leave me." "Samantha, I don't think its going to be that bad, but, well, how much was it?" asked her friend. "Um It's um over a thousand dollars," replied Sam as the tears once again flowed down her face. "Wow, thats alot of money. You could have gone on a cruise with that money Sam," her friend stated. "Your suppose to make me feel better, not worse."Samantha complained. "What am I going to do?" "Sam, all I can say is you better not be near the computer when he gets home and, wow, he is going to yell and your just going to have to take it. Just say how sorry you are and it should be ok, but you have to stop, and quit calling me every day," replied the friend. "Just think if we did that crap as a kid, our dads would bust our little butts." That statement hit Samantha like a ton of bricks. She remembered the threat before and she wondered. Could he? would he?. she had to call her dad. "When she called her father, she knew that he would help her out, but when she told him of the large bill, he scolded her instead. "Samantha, I told you before, If you did it again, you were on your own. You just have to tell your husband and face the consequences," replied. "But Dad, what if he leaves me? what will I do?" she cried. "Young lady, maybe you should think about getting a job to pay for it, her father suggested. But for now, just come clean and deal with the consequences." With that he hung up the phone. Samantha couldn't believe that her father ha thrown her to the wolves like that. "When Mike came home, Samantha had made his favorite dinner and had sent the boys over to his mothers for the night. She didn't want to scare the boys, when their dad yelled at their mom and made her cry. They sat through dinner quietly, but Mike knew something was up. "Ok Samantha, where is it and how much is it?" he asked, as he held out his hand. Samantha reached in a drawer and pulled out the bill, but she hesitated to hand it over, and the tears rolled down her cheeks. "How bad is it Samantha? he asked. "Bad," she replied, Real bad." "Is it over six hundred Sam?" he again asked. She simply shook her head. Mike stood up, walked toward his wife and took the bill from her hands.  When he opened it, and looked at the amount, his heart leaped from his chest. To Samantha's surprise, he calmly laid the bill in front of his wife and pointed to the balance. "One thousand, one hundred sixty seven dollars, Samantha. Look at it. You tell me how we are going to pay this bill Samantha, you tell me," he asked. I break my back and you are spending it faster than I can make it. This is it Sam. You want to act like a child, then I treat you like one.  No more internet. Your grounded, and...... "No, you can't take the computer away from me," she yelled, as she stood up. "No computer Samantha. And for this bill, well lets just deal with that right now. "Mike grabbed his wife by the arm and led down the hall toward the bedroom. "Mike, what are you doing? she asked. "Something I should have done one thousand, one hundred and sixty seven dollars ago. "Ohh no mike, no you can't," Samantha begged as Mike pulled her into the room and seated her on the end of the bed. "You sit there and listen to me. I told you and told you, over and over, to stop with the calling. I thought you had, but you were lying to me. You don't eat or sleep because of the internet. Your addicted and I'm going to fix that right now. Your going to get your bottom paddled as bright as the bright red sun. You did this and now it's time to face the consequences." "Your not spanking me," she yelled. "We will just see about that,"  her husband replied, as he walked over to the dresser, opened the drawer and pulled out a small ping pong paddle. When Mike turned back toward the bed, he saw the shadow of his wife running for the bathroom. She locked herself in. "Samantha, you get your expensive money spending little behind out here, right now," he ordered. She couldn't accept this kind of treatment and she had to think fast. She picked up the phone and called her father. "Daddy, you have to stop him, she replied in tears." "Now now calm down Sam, and tell me what happened." She told her father the quick version, for she didn't have much time. Little did she know, her father had already called and told Mike of the bill, and told him to handle it how he saw fit. "Well Samantha Jane, I told you next time you did this you were on your own." "But Daddy," she cried. "Samantha, I've always told you your whole life, when you misbehave, there are consequences, so I suggest you take your punishment, and hope your husband forgives you." She didn't wait to hear the rest. she hung up on her own father. She seated herself on the toilet seat and listened as her husband scolded her for her disobedience. "Samantha , get that naughty bottom of yours out here right now!" he yelled. She thought about all the calls and all the late late nights into the early morning chats. It had gotten out of hand and now she was facing the sting of the paddle. She hadn't been spanked since she was a teen, but she still remembered the pain. Her husband and father were both right, and she definitely couldn't live in the bathroom forever. Sam stood up, walked to the door and unlocked it. Her husband opened the door, reached in and snatched his wife by the arm. "That phone bill is coming out of this naughty disobedient fanny of yours, and you better just keep your hands clear," he scolded as he pulled her toward the bed. Mike seated himself on the bed and yanked his wife over his knee. {smack} the paddle came down hard on her behind, and she started to beg. Ohhh god Mike nooooo please," she cried. "What, you beg me after just one spank?. he scolded. {spank-spank- smack-whack-smack-spank-smack-whap-smack-Spank} "Ohhh owww ohh ohh owwee ohh stop It hurts stop Mike please," she begged as the paddle decended. The spanking stopped, so Sam thought it was over. Just as she took a deep breath, she felt her husband grab her pants and pull them down. "Ohhh god Mike nooo please not like that," she cried as she grasp for her clothes. "You lie still, I told you as bright as the bright red sun, and thats just what your going to get. Now you hold still," he ordered. Mike then picked up the paddle and proceeded with the spanking. {Smack} uhh  owww cried Sam as the paddle came again. {Smack spank} owww Mike oww. It wasnt more than 4 spanks with the paddle on her naked behind, and Samantha was crying like a baby and promising to behave herself. But Mike didn't stop at four, he kept on with the spanking until her bottom cheeks glowed as red as the bright red sun just as he had promised.When the spanking stopped, Sam lay over her husbands lap weeping and yelping. She stood up, and laid herself right onto her bed. Later when Mike returned, they had a long talk about her internet use and the abuse of the phone. They had a password, and Mike would log her on  and when he said time to log off, Samantha knew better than to argue. They agreed on calling cards and if one call showed up on their bill, Mike promised her that the paddle would be waiting.                                                         Posted Replies Squirm, squirm, squirm...do I show this to my husband???? At least the phone bill isn't THAT high. I mean, he's complaining about $15 long distance? Chicken feed!! Thanks for a great story, awfully close to home. ILSA LASLOW What a wonderful way to handle a disobedient wife! Thanks for the great story. Anon OMG,  i just about died, when i read this story, it just hit to close to home. Were you talking to my hubby, i have been grounded on the puter for months, and am only allowed 3 hours a week, <sigh>.  and Yes he did paddle my bum toooooooooooo. julee