“It’s so wonderful to see you two again!” Said Mrs Michaels, alongside Mr Michael I knew because he spoke the same time as her. It's been a while since we saw them since Halloween. I was just going back to writing lines, until the doorbell rang.
I was going to get the door but when I’m grabbed, spun to the side and spanked seven times alternating between, and forced back to sit down with a hiss of my tongue, it reminded me to just ignore the bell and continue writing.
As He opened the door the wind of the warm breeze blew in and the voice of Mrs Michaels chims in. “We’ve got to see you more, I swear!” Mr Michaels added “Good to see you, Son.” I could feel the gaze he gave the sudden feeling of his cheekbones paralleling.
“I assume, another lesson’s being given out?” Mrs Michaels peeks merely narrowed , spotting the stinging redness of Emerson’s bottom through the edges of her thighs.Sebastian nods to his mother, Emerson doesn’t counter back continuing to write through the pain of throbs in her hand
. “Yes, she’s been quite the girl sealing twice. Needed to tare some good sense into her,but I believe I’ve gotten through her, yes Em?.”
Hearing his query Emerson immediately nodded going across with more writing, not saying a thing until told to.
“ Forgive her,I told her to stay quite until she’s done with her writing.” Sebastian turned to his parents.
“Oh that’s fine, um we can come another time If its trouble.” Mrs Michaels stated. “Oh no, please make yourselves comfortable!” Sebastian guided his mother to their couch of their house causing Mrs Michaels to have a seat.
Which caused a cough, Emerson to come up, knowing anything could happen infrount of them if she were to do anything he was displeased of.
“Oh, alright.” she said Mr Michaels seated down next to her on the other cushion. “Thirsty, for anything?” Sebastian offered Mr Michaels said no while his mother Mrs Michaels answered yes.
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I’m done…” I said as I turned Sebastian came over my shoulder before taking the stack of papers that was once blank, but now had all of my hand writing of:
'When I’m told not to drink from your words ,I am not to drank at all. I regret my actions, and will remind myself to do as i am told by, you , no matter my urge to do as I please, when I’m told not to do something,and that’s what I will not do, I’m sorry sir.’
I wait quietly hoping that his pleased by my printed writing and I can just go stand back in the corner for my remaining punishment. , but as he goes about the next twelve papers, I could see the look of disapproval in his eyes. He continues look through them then place them down the table once again.
He sighs grabs the wooden brush, and I want to cry “Your writing is sloppy on ,seventeen, nineteen, thirty two, thirty four, seventy eight, eighty six, and niney nine.”
“Sebastin wait-!” but its so fast he presses my chest down on the table and starts before I can say another word.
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He begin swatting alternating between my thighs I quickly begin writing despite my tears he doesnt stop as i grab the pencil once again and try my hardest to finish
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Tears run down my reded cheeks, as i paint, he stops when he finds i’m hardly painting between spanks and calms me down until im breathing good again them repeats until I’m finished
“I’M DONE SIR I’M DONE!!!” he stops and looks them over while rubbing my thighs lovingly as I cry over his gentle touch crying for them to be gentle again when he holds me in his arms and not over his lap.
“Arlight go stand in the corner, hands behind your head and no rubbing Em.” He saids softly giving me approval after placing a kiss on my forehead,and I hug him before I go in my corner.
His parents far gone after we have dinner that same hour ,fried rice and cornbread. I made dinner that night and I was so happy hearing them say how much they loved my cooking, and couldn’t wait to taste it again.
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Mrs Emerson Michaels
FanfictionA year into their relationship of marriage Emerson, and Sebastian have never been even more meant for each other then of now. SURE Emerson can be a bit of a quote 'badass wifu' as in of doing things she knows she's not suppose to, and a tan on her...
