Spanking stories

Little girl

——— Aaron Hotchner.

"Owens." Hotch says my name, while enters in his office.

I sigh, looking at Reid's eyes. He looks confused, but like "I told you, dumb". I smile and take my jacket, walking to Aaron's office.

The door is open, and I see Hotch sitting in his desk.

"Come here. Close the door."

I close the door and walks towards him. He looks at me like he's dissapointed.

"What happened?"

"You know what you did, Owens. You're lying." He says, with his dominant voice.–

"I don't know what are you talking about, Hotch."

He looks at me, severe.

"Alexia, I'm serious."

"I'm serious too, Hotch."

"That's enough, young lady."

"But-"

"I said enough, Alexia, don't make me say that again."

"Or what, sir? You're punishing me?" 

I laugh, but he's kind of angry. Hotch looks at me like he's going to spank me. I don't get scared, but maybe I should be. His face is severe.

"Yes, if I need to." 

"Oh, really?"

"Tell me what you did, Owens, or the punishment is going to be worst."

"Hotch-"

"Enough. Come here."

I don't wanna do it, but I do it anyways. His voice is serious and dominant, and his hand is warm and firm. Hotch grabs my hand and pulls me towards him.

"Hotch-"

"You call me sir, Owens, understood?"

"Yes, sir. Can I talk?"

"No, young lady, I'm talking right now. Listen to me, Alexia, you lied to Rossi and Prentiss, and that's not good, you know that. Dave told me that you were doing bad things and I need to correct that, because I'm the one who's in control."

I hate you, Em and Dave. You're in my blacklist since now.

"But, sir..."

"No, Alex, you know what you did. I need you to tell me what you did."

"That's no fair, you weren't supose to know all of this."

"Yes, but now I know, so you owe me an explanation. And you should tell me this kind of things, no Dave, you know that."

"Yes, sir. I'm sorry."

He exhales, grabbing my wrist and making me feel tickles, but no in the bad way.

"Tell me what happened or the punish is going to be worst, young lady."

"You're not my dad, you can't punish me."

"Want me to treat you like my daughter? Because I'm going to treat you like that, Alexia, and you're not going to like it, do you understand?"

"Sir-"

"No, Alexia, enough. Come here."

I do what he wants me to do. He touchs my hair gently, like a caress. I smile a little, so he smiles a little, too. Soon, his free hand rests on my lower back.

"You know I care about you, little girl. That's why I'm doing this. So, now, I need you to tell me what did you do, even if I already know, mhm?"

"I don't want a punishment."

"I know, but you don't have more options, right?"

"Please, I don't... please" - I say, interrumping myself.

He sighs, a little bit tired.

"Sorry, sir."

"It's ok, little girl. Tell me what happened."

I feel butterflies because of the nickname. Is gentle and sounds pretty with his firm and dominant voice. His face is relaxed, but I know he's tired, too.

"I... I fucked all the mission, because I wanted to rescue that little boy, Nick, and his dog, Sam. His mom was there, too, her name is Silvia. I didn't want them to die, I needed to save them. Is it stupid? I just wanted to save their life. In my head, it was ok. Then, Prentiss told me to not do it, but I did it anyways, and Rossi got a bruise because of that. But Nick, Sam and Silvia are fine, and I'm happy with that. I don't care if I'm in trouble."

"You put everything on risk, Alexia, you know that. What if he kills Nick and Silvia because of the pression? Hmm? You didn't think about that, right?"

"No, sir... I didn't."

"And what if Dave got something more than a bruise? You need to think in the consequences, Alexia. What if Prentiss got killed, or you got killed? I couldn't stand it if you got killed."

"Sorry."

"You're going to be sorry, young lady. Really sorry."

I pout, looking at his severe eyes. He smiles, kissing my forehead. He's kind, but I'm a little bit scared of his punishment. 

"Alright, little girl, you're getting a spanking. On my lap, now, young lady."

"But... we're at the office. What if Spence hears us? What if someone wants to talk with you or with me, and comes here?"

"Alexia, I said now."

"Sir... please."

"I'm not asking. Is for today, little girl. Don't make me do things that I don't want to do, or we are having trouble and I don't want that."

I lie on his lap carefully. He takes my wrist softly and kisses my head.

"Everythings fine. If you want me to stop, I'll do, alright? Just let me know. And, I need you to understand that I'm doing this because I care about you and about your health, because I'm te boss. And I need to protect you, do you understand?"

"Yes, sir."

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His hand, firm and warm, makes my butt hurt as fuck, like is fire, I don't know why. But I want him to stop, because is really severe.

"Sir, please, it hurts."

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"It's suposed to hurt, little girl. Now, relax. We're finishing."

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"Auch... ¡sir, please! It hurts a lot, aww... Why are you being so cruel?"

He laughs, caressing my butt with his hand. With the other one, he holds my waist.

"Sorry, Alex, it wasn't my intention. Are you ok?"

"Yes, I am. Sorry if I was a bad girl."

"No problem, it's over now, right?"

I stand up and Hotch kisses my forehead gently. I smile, hugging him. He laughs, hugging me too.

"Good girl."

My stomach got butterflies. He's like an angel in the Earth. I like Aaron Hotchner when he takes care of me instead of just screaming at me like my father or my ex-boyfriend.

"I'm glad you're fine, little girl."

"Thank you, sir."

"You can call me Hotch."

"Thank you, Hotch."

He kisses my forehead again and I bury my head in his chest. I love his masculine smell, I love him like a father. 

"I'm taking care of you, alright? You're quite small, and I think I could take care of you."

"Thanks, sir. I can be your little girl."

"You're my little girl."