There'll Be Storms (Spanking Story)

Chapter 47

ERYK'S POV:

I've sat at the kitchen table for nearly two hours after coming home from therapy. I haven't eaten yet today but I've had almost four bottles of water. Cody's response after I pulled in the drive through makes me believe that he's settle down and wants to talk...but right now I'm not really too sure of anything.

He finally finished after what felt like an hour. Believe me when I say he laid it on thicker than he ever had before, I've never felt this amount of pain from dad. I could feel the aftermath of his belt with every single move that I made, and I knew that my mind was about to become numb with another lecture. It was easy to predict what he was going to say, given the anger he wore on his face, but all I wanted right now was to just be done with this. There was no reason to believe that I wasn't feeling bitter and resentful that he did it so hard. Mom already read me the riot act this morning.

"The next time you tell a lie, not just to me or to your mother, to anyone and then are disrespectful during conversation I'll bare your bottom for my belt. Do you hear me?"

I nodded before he even finished, "Yes sir." I stuttered but managed to message across.

"Go put this back where it belongs and come..."

I snatched the belt from his open palm and immediately darted to his bedroom. Almost the entire day I have been waiting for some time alone, so I took my time returning the belt inside his closet.

I swear there will be a method to his organization; if only I could remember to focus enough on which belt he uses every time I get into trouble. Which I probably won't. I only know that the belt he used today hurt a lot more than the last time he gave it to me. I'll remember this one for sure.

"Eryk." He called.

I dried my eyes and took a deep breath, even though it did very little to settle me down. Heading back to the living room, I exited the hallway and was met with his harsh grip under the top of my arm.

"Let me go!" I said in a panic. "Please." I tried edging away.

"I've told you countless of times about snatching. You do not snatch from me, your mother or anyone else for that matter." He gave my arm a tighter squeeze to prevent me from slipping away, even though it was almost impossible I was still trying really hard. "I've also told you to never turn your back on me when I'm speaking to you."

"But you didn't have to do it so hard!" I managed to slip only an inch of my arm out of his grasp.

"Eryk, look at me." He pulled me closer to him, kneeling down to my height while taking both my hands in his. "Enough!"

The sharp raise in his voice made me freeze instantly. I looked at his stern expression, but his eyes were always softer, so I focused my attention there. It gave me some distraction from his intimidating presence.

"Answer me truthfully," He let me go after he was sure that I would remain where I was. "do you think I was disrespecting you? You can tell me."

"W-when?"

"Today, especially during your punishment." He rested his elbows on his knees.

"No sir." I whined.

"Are you sure? Think about it for a moment." He waited patiently.

"I'm, I'm sure." I nodded.

"How can you be so sure?" His eyebrows raised in curiosity.

"Well," I had to stop and think again. "um you listened to me, you didn't yell at me or interrupt me and you didn't make any...any faces."