Addicted to Her

Chapter six - Her punishment |•WARRENS POV•|

WARNING: This chapter will have explicit and mature scenery, such as NSFW/Smut. Please do not read if uncomfortable.

                -•°Warrens POV°•-
Today's been stressful, very stressful. There's been a odd tension between me and Olivia, I don't understand what it is from but I'm not in the mood to look into it. Three of my stupid workers failed their missions, easy missions at that. I decided to check the cameras that are in Olivia's room, because well why not? I have to make sure she's not breaking any rules anyway. Everything was going normal, I watched her through the cameras for a good fifteen minutes, I was about to close the camera because she was going to bed. That was what it seemed like at least. She moved, laying on her back now, I was confused to why she was shifting she never slept on her back. I see her hand moving, and I think nothing of it until it gets close to the waistband of her sweatpants.

"She wouldn't.." I whisper to myself, and I was very wrong. She would, she definitely would, and she did. I watched her, her hand moving inside her sweatpants, her facial expressions. "Fuck it..." I say as my pants tighten, I then turn the sound on, I can hear every sound she makes through the camera now. She makes small pants, some whines, little whimpers. My pants get tighter by each growing second. I move one hand down to rub over the bulge forming in my pants. "I am such a fucking perv for this.." I whisper underneath my breath. Her facial expressions get more clear, her sounds get a bit louder, but her eyes open, her hand stops moving, her eyes wide. She's looking dead at the camera. I can't help but chuckle. She knows she's in trouble. But she could of at least finished. I sigh before getting up and leaving my home office, walking down the hall, and then knocking on her door. I don't wait for her to open it or say anything I just walk in, closing the door, and locking it.

"So you like breaking rules huh piccola colomba?" I say while undoing my tie and walking closer to her. She almost immediately sits up, her eyes wide. "uhm- I-I uhm, I didn't mean to- I just forgot and-" I chuckle and cut her off by saying "Forgetting about a rule, doesn't mean you didn't break it Olivia." I drop my tie to the floor before starting to take off my belt. "Come here." I command, she hesitates, "I promise I won't do it again- I-I'm sorry-" she stutters out. I chuckle lowly, "Darling,  I didn't ask, come here." I can see her hesitation, I can feel it, she listens and walks over to me. She stops a few inches away from me but I grab her waist and pull her closer. "I'm going to spank you, ten times, you will count, each time you miss one, I restart, if you cry or ask me to stop. I add five more." I whisper darkly into her ear. She gasps, tenses up, and trys to pull away but I just push her back against her bed before flipping her so that she's on her stomach. I push her sweatpants off. I smirk and chuckle, she's wearing white lace panties, very see through white lace panties. "Your lucky I don't take you now." I whisper into her ear before leaning back. She goes to speak but before she does I take my belt straight across her ass hard, she immediately gasps and cries out. "Count." I demand. "O-one!" She whimpers out, "Good girl." I say before taking my belt across her ass. Each time she yelps but counts, it takes three trys, at least 43 hits on her ass with my belt before the spanking is over. The bulge in my pants pressing right up against her sensitive area, I pull away and see a wet spot coating the bulge. "Looks like someone got a little to excited." I chuckle. She's panting and trembling, her inner thighs practically dripping from her own juices. I can't decide whether I should help her finish, or leave her all hot and bothered.