Spanking stories

Damn

———— Emily Prentiss.

Her eyebrows are raised, in a stern and serious expression. 

"Do you think it's okay to curse like that? Mom didn't teach you to insult your classmates, Nicholas. I didn't teach you that, either." She scolds me, shaking her head as she purses her lips and sighs. "It's not right to do that." 

"He was being an idiot!" I defend myself, rolling my eyes. 

"Nicholas Prentiss, what was that?" 

"What?" 

"You know what I mean, young man. You're adding more fouls to the list, Nicholas. You're only hurting yourself, you don't gain anything from this attitude." 

I look away from her dark, serious eyes to the ground, away from my older sister's dissatisfied expression. I purse my lips in a grimace of slight complaint and sigh. 

"It was nothing, a small argument. Why do you make such a big deal about it?" 

"Because you insulted him, even though you knew it was wrong. Because of your disobedient and stubborn attitude. For rolling your eyes at me like a complete brat. Do you want more reasons or is that enough?"

"That's enough, ma'am." I whisper.

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

She is crossing her arms. We remain silent for a few seconds that seem eternal until she gets up from the couch and walks towards me. Her pale, thin hand slides to my wrist and pulls me up, lifting me up to take me with her. 

"What are you doing!?" 

"Cooperate and it'll be easier for both of us. I don't want to make it even more severe than it's going to be." 

"But-" 

"Nicholas Oliver Prentiss." She says, with a serious tone that makes my stomach clench. "I wouldn't recommend you continue with that brat attitude." 

I stay silent as he takes me to his room. Her lonely, spacious apartment seems like a trap now, with no one to ask for help. There is only his cat, Sergio, but the black-furred creature sleeps in the sun in the dining room. 

Emily sits on the bed and pulls me towards her. I don't put up much resistance.

"Uhh, Emily?"

"Nick."

"Emi." I complain.

"Nicholas."

I moan under my breath, grumbling and pouting as Emily pulls me between her legs. She places both hands on my waist, holding me down. 

"What you did was foolish, Nicholas, and I will not allow it again." She scolds me, shaking her head slightly. "I have to punish you."

"No, Emi, please." I almost beg. "I don't want a punishment, please, it's going to hurt and... I don't want my butt to hurt, Emily, please."

"Then think better next time. Don't be rude and don't act like a brat and then I won't treat you like one." 

I look at the floor with a pout hanging on my lips, and I feel Emily's hand on my cheek. She caresses it gently and kisses me on the forehead. 

"I have to punish you, Nick. Even if you don't like it and I don't like it, it's something I have to do." 

"I understand, but that doesn't mean I don't want to." 

Her grip tightens slightly on my waist warningly. She puts one of her hands on my chin to make me look her in the eyes. 

"I'm going to do it anyway, so get on my lap." She raises her eyebrows. "Now, Nicholas."