"It's time to have our talk."
The change in tone sent a fiery sensation through my belly. Even though I was glad for the attention, I was frustrated at his insistence on punishing me. Especially since Izaak was already planning to give me what I'd been looking for lately. "But we've been having so much fun... why ruin it now?"
"We've delayed long enough. Care to review what you're in trouble for?"
"No, it's okay."
He scooted me off his lap and stood me in front of him.
I backed away, only for him to pull me back towards him by my belt loop.
Then he unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, sliding them and my panties to the floor, leaving me standing in front of him, completely bare from the waste down. I blushed so hard that my face was probably the same color as my hair. When I tried to cover myself, he ordered me to put my hands on my head and confess to him everything I'd done wrong since he last spanked me.
"Really? That was forever ago," I said with attitude, immediately regretting it and biting my lower lip.
"I'm waiting."
I looked away, listing my misdeeds. Meanwhile, Adam stood and paced behind me, causing my heart to race and knees to shake in nervousness. Any minute now he could swat my bare bottom, and I couldn't protect myself at all.
After naming my crimes, Adam sat down on the couch and ordered me over his lap. I wasn’t too good with taking orders, so I received three hard swats on the thighs to get me moving.
“Adam...” I gulped as I eased over his lap, gripping the couch cushion and looking back at him. “Come on, please don’t go too hard on me...”
“After all you’ve gotten away with these last few months? I don’t think so. You’re going to get exactly what you’ve earned, young lady.”
I decided to try one last time with my adorable puppy face, but instead of paying attention to me, Adam landed a sharp smack to my bottom, taking me slightly by surprise. So my sad face was interrupted by my ouch! face.
“Don’t think I’m going to let you off easy.” He delivered another swat, and another, gaining a rhythm. His swats were slow and steady, but heavy. Each SMACK to my bare skin echoed through the apartment, and I started to feel the fire light up on my backside. After only a few swats, I was squirming and kicking, trying my hardest to keep at least an ounce of pride, but knowing it wouldn’t take long for me to give up.
“Adammmm... I think, OW, that’s e-enough!” I whined.
He stopped for a second and grabbed my ponytail, forcing me to look him in the eyes. “I disagree.” He let go of my hair and resumed the spanking, a little harder now, and more focused on my sit spots. I felt like the spanking went on foreverrrrrrr, and he just kept spanking, slow, steady and heavy...
He stopped suddenly, grabbed my ear and helped me off of his lap. “Go in the bathroom, in the top drawer there is a wooden hairbrush. Bring it to me.”
Ugh! Did he not realize how much I hated being ordered around?! I reached for my pants, but he stopped me.
“Take those off,” he ordered.
“Why are you so bossy?” I demanded to know.
Adam raised his eyebrows and before I knew it, he had a hold on my wrist and was pulling me back over his lap.
“Wait...! I didn’t mean that...”
It was too late, though. Now the swats weren’t slow and steady, but instead quick and stingy – focused on the sit spots and thighs and really painful!
“Ow ow ow ow ow!!”
“Are you going to obey?” he asked firmly.
“Yes, fine, I will!”
He didn’t like my tone, and kept spanking, this time a little harder.
“I mean, yes Sir I’m ready to obey!” I shrieked, kicking my feet.
He gave me a final two swats and stopped, leaning back so that I could get up and fetch his stupid wooden hairbrush. So I did just that... I kicked my jeans off and scampered towards the bathroom, glancing at my red bottom as I looked for the hairbrush. Ouch... it was so red and puffy. I couldn’t help but try to rub the sting out a bit.
I finally found the brush and held it in my hands. I don’t know much about wood, but the handle was smooth and heavy. It was going to come down pretty hard against my bottom. Oh man, I wasn’t sure I was ready for this. I took one last look at my aching backside and heard Adam becoming impatient, so ran back to the sofa.
He took the brush from my hands and used it to point at me as he lectured: “You’re old enough now to know better than to act the way you’ve been acting lately. Following today, you’ll be more responsible at work. Got it?”
My stomach dropped but I nodded, unable to take my eyes off the hairbrush. I suddenly felt his grip on my arm, and then I lost my balance, practically falling back into position. Everything was happening in slow motion, and I finally started to feel my emotions again. I finally felt real tears in the corners of my eyes, threatening to spill at any moment.
“I’m going to spank you with the hairbrush for 2 minutes without stopping. And I want you to remember this the next time you think about getting into trouble.”
I closed my eyes and buried my face in my hands, telling myself to stay calm and carry on. Then I felt the first blow and cried out in pain. I hadn’t expected it to hurt THAT much!!
“Ouch!!” I shrieked, receiving another and another. Omg it was the most painful thing I’ve ever experienced... a flurry of firecrackers on my bottom... it felt like it was never going to end! I was kicking and squirming and there was no way that I could keep myself from reaching back. Adam must have been expecting it, though, because he caught my wrist and pinned it against my lower back.
“We’re halfway finished with the hairbrushing,” he said in a voice that was a mixture of cruel and kind.
“Oh, noooo!” I cried. “No more!”
He kept hammering down the hairbrush, determined to make the experience memorable. And by this time I was bawling. It was kind of ridiculous... tears were flowing freely now, I wasn’t even worried about trying to keep my cool.
“Please! Please... I’m sorry...”
He gave only a few more swats before dropping the brush and loosening his grip on me. Oh man, I was so relieved that I just cried more. He rested a hand on my burning left thigh, rubbing up and down to ease some of the sting. We stayed like that a few minutes so I could regain my composure, at which point I looked back at him.
“You okay?” he asked. “Was that what you were looking for?”
I was confused that he asked me now, after already giving me a much harder punishment than I’d expected. But I nodded... “I think so...”
I could still feel his fingertips brushing against my hot bottom, and later begin exploring other areas. So needless to say... the experience was everything I’d wanted and more. I’m pretty sure I’ll be seeing Adam again sometime soon...
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