POSSESSIVE

SIX

"Motherfucker," I cried out. My ass tingled, causing me to hiss. How dare she spank me like this! My cheeks scorched red with anger and embarrassment.

"I told you not to cuss," she once again slapped my ass but this time twice hard. My body jolted forward from the force of the slap. Tears started to sting my eyes. I'm embarrassed that she punished me like a child. I'l ignore the fact that my body was heating up and my lower region was tingling for some action. There is no way I'll give her the satisfaction of knowing my body is strangely turned on by this. Nope, I won't let her know.

Hence, to piss her I turned my head and spat out, "I'll cuss however much I want, you asshole," And my dear friends, that's how I, Irene Bae, dug her own grave. Her eyes darkened with something I can't put my hands on. Was it anger?

"You'll learn not to act like a brat ever again," I gulped down thickly at her promise. Her threat sounded serious and now I'm starting to regret ever opening my mouth. I should have given her the silent treatment but no, I have to let my anger get the best of me. I dug my own grave and now I'm about to lay in it.

Here I come, casket!

Despite knowing I'm tripping by myself, I couldn't keep my mouth shut. It was like I had no control over my mouth. It was that or I was way past caring now that I have already been struck on my ass.

"Why should I respect you? You are no one to me so you don't get my respect," my mouth opened itself and without even registering what I was saying, I said whatever came into my head first.

There was agonizing silence in the car for about five minutes straight. The only thing I heard was her heavy breathing. It looked like she was trying to calm herself.

Hah, the nerve! For what reason did she get angry? It is me who is angrier. I was the one who was kidnapped from my job! I could deny it all I wanted but I was terrified to look back at her. I froze on her lap and breathed slowly, afraid she'll remember I was on her lap.

God, please make me disappear right now.
That is the only thing I wish for right now.

"Count," her voice startled me. She sounded deadly calm and somehow it terrified me more than her growls. It felt like the calm before the storm.

"Count wha..fuck!" I didn't get to complete my sentence before her hand, delivered a slap on my asscheeks. Fuck, it hurts.

"Count," one more slap, harder than the rest. My ass, no doubt, is already red with her assault. The sting it left behind had me in tears.

"One," I whimpered, not wanting to get hit harder. She has heavy hands and it hurts.

When she saw me follow her command, she rewarded me with a little softer spank. Wait... Did I just say reward? I scowled, that ass must have felt guilty that's why she hit me softer this time. Yes, that is the reason. My fucked up mind is just spitting nonsense. I don't even know where that reward word came from.

"Three," I hissed out. My ass was burning like hell, there is no doubt I'll have a problem sitting down after this is over. My ass throbbed in pain just thinking about it.

"Four," this time a whimper escaped past my lips. My ass was on fire and I don't think I can manage to take another one. The tears were now freely running down my cheeks. Never have I ever felt so humiliated in my entire life.

I whimpered as she didn't stop and repeatedly gave me the fifth...sixth...seventh...eighth..ninth spank.

"Ten," I sobbed, my shoulder shaking as I cried, realizing how much of an ass she is to treat me like this. I'm not a child
The humiliation I went through just now had me bowling loudly.