Sins of the Elite (18+)

8. The gift and the punishment

Avantika was thrilled. On one hand, she could choose to have nothing to do with him. On the other hand, she could have two experiences with her crush, with Advait Sharma. The idea of the gift sounded good but she was a little afraid about the punishment. What if he slaps her on the street? That would be awful and if he does so, she would lose all the love she had for him. A real man, a gentleman cannot do that.

Without contemplating too much, she replied, "I want the gift and the punishment."

Advait smiled.

His smile melted her. She wanted to kiss him. She wanted to fuck him. (Well, the fuck part was not exactly because of the smile but the vision of that night when she saw him naked, stroking his cock, in the shower.)

She smiled back. She wondered if he could melt for her and forget the punishment.

"Where do you live?" He asked.

"I don't live here, but I am staying at Aditi's home today. She's your neighbor." She replied. 

"My neighbour?" He asked, seems like he wasn't aware.

"Yes," She said and told him about which house she was talking about.

"Oh, alright. Wait here for five minutes," he said and he walked to the gift shop nearby and it was giving Avantika butterflies in her stomach.

She waited and he came back with a hand size gift wrapped nicely but he didn't give it to her just yet, and said, "I will give you the gift after the punishment."

"Sure, so when are you going to give me my punishment?" She wanted to sound funny, as in sarcasm, but her voice betrayed her and it sounded erotic. She felt embarassed but scared, what if he noticed it and thinking wrongly of her?

"It's not about when, it's about where, I can't punish you here on the street," he said.

Avantika felt good and bad about. Good that at least he has manners to not punish a sweet girl on the street. Bad that she was afraid that his punishment is slapping her back. She was already losing some of the love for him, a good man wouldn't take revenge like this. She slapped him cause she cared and if he gonna slap back, then it's just awful behavior on his side. She shouldn't love a man like him.

"Where?" She asked.

"My place, let's walk." He said.

They began walking. She even forgot about the gift and was feeling that she wasted her love on a wrong man. If he gonna slap back, she can never love him back. She may even just slap him again and maybe hit him.

On the way to his house, he said, "you dance really well."

"Thank you," she replied, little less interested, as her mind was on something else.

They reached his place. He opened the door, led her to the lavish living room, made her sit on the couch, and came back with a glass of juice for her. She drank, less interested, and even regretted her decision to have the gift.

"So, here's the gift, Avantika," He said, and gave it to her. She opened it up, it was a very cute, somewhat expensive, silver bracelet. She loved it.

She wore it on her arm and really liked it. But she couldn't enjoy the gift as much as she wanted to because of her mind thinking about the slap.

She looked up at him and asked, "and the punishment?"

"I am going to slap you back," he replied and she was so disappointed in the man.

"Alright, do it, let it over with, I need to go back anyway. By the way, I don't need the bracelet, you can keep it, give it to some other girl, she may love it more than me." She said and while she didn't mention it, the fact is that she would love her self-respect more than the bracelet, she would love a gentleman hottie more than a misogynist dumb guy.

"Sure, you can leave after it." He replied.

"So, what are you waiting for?" She asked, annoyed.

"For you to bend down," His voice sounded really hot at this moment.

"What do you mean?" Avantika asked.

"I am not gonna slap on your face, for God's sake, bend down, and let me slap the ass."

She was a little relieved but joked, "I am not into bdsm"

"I am," he replied.

His voice, his demanor, his eagerness to slap her ass, all of it aroused her. She lied anyway, she finds soft bdsm hot and getting spanked is hot too. It was turning her on but she was hesitating.

At the same time, she was thinking how could he actually ask for that, how did he know that she would let him do it? How he seems confident? Have he slapped other girl's asses too? That's....she was jealous.

Suddenly she again remembered his naked body, his cock, and she wondered if he would get hard by slapping her ass? "He should," she thought, "I have a hot ass."

She wanted to get slapped but couldn't gather the energy to bend for him.