Spanking one shots

Paxton and Devi

Used to be heavily Requested before I dropped off the face of the Earth 💜

Paxton POV

"Come in!" I call out as someone knocks on the garage side door. I hear the door open and look up to see Devi walking in, setting her bag on a chair.

"You said we needed to talk?" She questions, giving me a sad smile, almost as if she were forcing herself not to start breaking down crying.

I set my controller down and watch as my avatar goes into AFK mode, floating in the air with a shield around me so nobody kills me. 

"I know you followed me, Devi."

Her face falls as she stands still, frozen to her spot. "Look, Paxton, I'm sorry. It's just that Elanor said you were hanging out with Phoebe and I just wanted to be sure."

"More like you wanted to catch me." I scoff, standing up and running my hands through my hair, "So, what'd you find out?"

"You were just setting up a really epic date night." She sighs, crossing her arms and nervously scratching at them, "I'm sorry. She's really hot!"

"And you're not?" I question, and her eyes slowly move up to look at me, "Devi, you're more than hot. If you weren't absolutely beautiful I would have dumped you when you didn't have sex with me. I get it, I do. I don't have the best track record but when are you going to realize I love you and only you?"

"You just stopped showing me you cared." She mumbles, and I take a deep breath, "No, listen. You used to care about how I was doing and how I was feeling and all this other stuff, but you don't anymore." 

"Devi I do care. Didn't you just hear me say I love you?" 

"Then quit acting like a whore! Just tell me if you want to fuck phoebe and I'll give you the okay! I'm sorry I'm not the sex puppet you so desperately want! I'll fuck Trent if that's how you feel." 

I set my jaw and grab her arm, pulling her towards the couch; I sit down and pull her over my lap, crossing my legs over hers and quickly slapping down on her backside.

"I'll show you how much I care." I chuckle, raining heavy swats all over her backside and holding her still despite her heavy struggles. 

"OW! Stop!" She screams as I move my slaps to her thighs. 

"You were just apologizing for having me followed, admitted you were wrong, and now you're turning this on me? I think absolutely not. I thought that one time was just that, a one time thing, but if we need to make this a more permanent dynamic I think we can." I ramble, consistently slapping the meaty part of her backside. 

It's a big target. 

Focus Paxton!

I wrap my arm tighter around her waist and hold her tighter, giving her a quick breather as I grab my hairbrush off the coffee table. 

"Paxton, stop." She pants, tears evident in her voice. 

"I asked you to stop freaking out on me." I sigh, resting the brush on her left thigh, "Think about how you'd feel if I'd had followed you and ruined a huge surprise and then got mad at you for it, and then put your favorite person in the world down."

I raise the brush and smack it down, staying silent as the only sounds echoing through the room are the thudding of the brush followed by her cries and pleas for me to stop.

She throws her hand back and I stop, unwrapping my arm from around her waist and pinning her hand to the small of her back.

she squeezes my hand and I sigh, rubbing her hand with my thumb as I continue smacking, now aiming solely at her sit spots. 

I ignore as my phone buzzes and speed the smacks up, feeling Devi's fight slowly start to leave her, ultimately coming to the point of a minute later she's gone completely limp. She stops begging, stops pleading for me to stop and instead has her free arm wrapped around my leg clinging for dear life , pressing her cheek to it. I feel her tears soaking my leg but I can't bring myself to care, landing the final few swats.

I set the brush down beside me and release her legs and hand, silently rubbing her back. 

"Do you want to get up or stay there for a second?" I ask softer than my previous tone. I feel her push up so I grab her waist and stand her up in front of me. 

I see her face and she starts crying even harder, turning to look away from me. I stand and wrap my arms around her, swaying her now seemingly small frame back and forth in attempt to calm some of her cries. 

"You're okay now." 

I move to sit down and pull her into my lap, cradling her and doing my best to offer her some sort of comfort. 

I push the button to recline and the recliner at the bottom pops up, letting Devi and I lay down comfortably with her snuggled into my arms. 

My phone continues to buzz and I see Trent is blowing my phone up. I grab it as Devi's cries start to settle down and she just lays on my chest. Reading the messages, my face falls.

Your mic is on bro.

PAX

YOUR MIC IS ON

WHAT IS GOING ON

YOUR MIC IS ON WE HEAR EVERYTHING

Wait are you spanking her?

BRO WHATS GOING ON

PAXTON?

I take a deep breath as I run my fingers through her long wavy hair, kissing the top of her head as I text back. 

Say anything to anyone, especially Devi Trent and I'll never speak to you again. Same for the others. 

After a few moments, I feel her breath even out on my neck and I use my camera to look at her face,  finding her peacefully asleep. I pull the recliner out and cover the both of us with a blanket before closing my eyes as well. 

Spanking people, especially Devi, is exhausting.