𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄

Chapter Nine

"Oliver, if I have to come get you myself it's going to be worse," Azeil warned.

"What the point? I'm gonna end up in pain either way," I slightly raise my voice from the other side of the room. He was leaned up by the fireplace with one arm resting on the mantel with his belt in hand while his other hand was on his hip and his foot rested down on the hearth. His body language was relaxed whereas mine was rigid and stiff.

"Oliver."

I knew that tone. It meant that he was done talking and he was going to let his actions speak instead. I know I should start moving now but my feet won't let me. In my mind I've already imagined my punishment being over in three minutes and me sound asleep in my room after. But the unfortunate reality breaks down my daydream and tells me to face the fire.

"How can you do this and still claim to love me and care for me?" I was stalling his patience.

His expression got darker and his eyes narrowed a bit. He moved from his previous position and put the belt on the mantel. He slowly nodded to himself like he was validating any action he was going to do to me beforehand. I saw him about to make a step in my direction and I knew it was over. My bum was already stinging from the past actions his horrid hand brought.

"Okay! Wait, wait- I'll do what you say!" I yell with my hands stretched out in front of me somehow hoping my lanky arms would protect me from him. But he didn't listen to me though. He came to where I was in less than seven strides and took me by my ear. I tap and tug the hand that has a firm grip on my ear but he doesn't falter for a second.

"Ow!" I yell in discomfort at him but he doesn't care.

He forcefully placed my hands on the fireplace mantle and pulled down my black sweatpants to my ankles. Goosebumps ripple down the lower half of my exposed body, I don't dare to do anything about it though. I just have to suffer through it now that he's caught me.

"Spread out your legs out from each other and bend your knees" He ordered with a cold tone. There was no room for error right now. I did as he said and swallowed the rock sized lump in my throat. The position he had me in was a bit uncomfortable and embarrassing but I think he knows that. As if getting a spanking at 15 isn't embarrassing enough. My eyes were zoomed in on the belt that was laying a few inches from where my hands were. As long as he didn't grab the belt I was going to be fine.

"One day you'll come to the realization that I don't fuck around" He said darkly while rolling up his sleeves a bit.

He can curse but I can't?

"I'm really sorry, and I promise I won't do it again. I swear by it," I really hope lightning doesn't strike me where I stand for lying.

"I really hope so Oliver," Shortly after he said that, a ringing slap made small echo in the office followed by a sharp pain erupting from my butt. I jumped forward slightly and gripped the mantle tighter.

"Stay in position."

"You didn't even give me a warning.."

"You don't get  a warning because you decided to not listen to me the first time. I gave you the opportunity to have this done quickly and smoothly, but you wanted to have it your way. So be it," He brought down three more excruciating slaps on my abused butt and thighs. I cry out and stomp my foot which results in a pop on my calf.