Sebastian's eyes didn't change, not until at the moment Millie's words hit like a wave.
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SEBASTIAN
I didn't strive for the girl. Though my God I wanted too. I saw her shove my wife into the side. Emerson doing what she thought might help with the current conversation.
'Shut up I wasn't even talking to you!'
Those words bit into my eardrum like a crash wave. I took a breath though everything in me was telling me to pounce.
"Millie Day Michaels."
My voice is firm, controlled, steady. I'm not shouting, though every muscle strains from the effort.
Millie yelps. Maybe from how calm my voice smooths in like ice, or that my voice has a slight edge.
Either way I was stopping this behavior once and for all, no more warnings, no patience.
She was going to learn one way or another.
Her tune soon stopped eyeing me with wide eyes, as if just realizing the - now situation she was in.
I rose up from the stool, and thought purposeful as I started to walk toward her.
Emerson eyes me worryingly, but says nothing, she knows what I tolerate, knows what happens when things like what Millie's done,just now crosses a line not fathomable in this house.
She sighs. Millie?, gulps one nervous look in my direction and she's already known, she's aware, and I'm prepared to give her the lesson she needs.
MILLIE
"Millie Day Michaels."
He hadn't shouted, didn't scream, and that was so much worse. It was like the rain before a blizzard storm. Cool,cold, chill.
Emerson looks visibly stunned before blinking, then passes Sebastian in front.
She eyes him with a look of worry only to say nothing, like she's known him to do, what I already knew, what was going to happen now.
I could physically feel my throat gulp. As he makes his way toward me.
This man was about to spank me!
"Come here now." He stops just three strides away. "You are going to get a spanking."
His tone was calm, demanding, as he pointed to a spot right in front of him. expecting me to stand there.
"This attitude of yours will not be tolerated underneath this roof."
I hadn't moved, my feet closed still together, nonmoving. My cheeks flushed into instant humiliation.
"Now Millie Michaels. Or would you like me to bring you here myself."
Again, demanding, not pushing, as if letting me decide on what choice I'll choose?
Run, or submit.
Seeing my panic rising Emerson steps in, trying to settle everything before he'd handle me.
"Sebastian wait, she just got here-" she's cut off
"Emerson, do not, try and sway me... sit back down. Please."
I looked up confused.
"Yes...Sebastian ..." And just like that, Sat, silent, . No words left.
"Now, Millie, come here."
My pulse completely pumps out my chest, Emerson's no help which leaves only me.
And somehow, that gets me to break I don't think twice , but before I know it, before I've even turned one foot toward the opposite direction from them.
My wrist is caught mid turn, and Sebastian's walks three short strides back across the living room. With me held in, Sebastian sits back on the stool, pivoting me up atop his knee in one swift motion.
She doesn't ask what's happening, she doesn't have to, it's a familiar place, like a memory, she wished she could forget.
In one instant, Sebastian wasted zero time, as he guided Millie across his lap.
His hand raises up, her body shivers from the familiarity. Millie's instant reaction, struggle. Her eyes darted upright, glancing as Sebastian prepared, for what he knew was time for.
Not giving any room for any more arguments, Sebastian's hand comes down once, a solid Swat hits across ,the upturned skinny jean shorts rear in front of him.
Millie wiggled, jolting in shock as Sebastian began, a steady, rhythmic pattern. Her jeans doing anything but helping out the building sting
Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack
"That was the wrong choice, sweetheart. You will not run from me when I discipline you."
Smack smack Smack smack
Millie let out a whimpering sniffle as her knees buckled.
Millie lets out a brief gasp as Sebastian stopped, long enough to pull around her small frame, yanking down her jeans. Revealing her brief undergarment.
"No stop, what are you doing!?"
Millie lets out a panic yelp, turning fast without hesitation, trying to pull back up her jeans.
"Do not reach back." Sebastian warns her, voice now sharp as he grabs her arm away from the waistband.
" Stop it! You can't do this, this is inappropriate!" Millie protested
Sebastian raises a brow, stopping, mid hand lowering to deliver another smack across her half bare rear.
His hand retreated briefly, causing Millie to breathe a slight of relief, and to slow down her breath. As the spankings were leaving her a tad breathless.
" This is inappropriate?" Sebastian repeats the words. Emerson's brow raises in suspicion,
, moved,now at the island counter, listing things they'll need for tomorrow's groceries and needs, glancing with a slight glance. While muttering ; 'That's a new one'
"On the contrary, I feel this is the most effective. For this situation"
Sebastian then resumes, hand raising and landing.
Millie bit back a sob, she wasn't gonna cry, not in front of them.
Millie wiggles more, tears daring to flow down her cheeks under each crack of her new father.. 'Sebastian Michaels' hand.
"Especially, when little girls like you need a lesson. In respect. You do not speak, or shove adults like you just, done moments ago do I make myself clear?"
Smack smack Smack smack smack Smack Smack smack smack Smack Smack smack smack Smack Smack smack smack Smack Smack smack
Sebastian scolds handing out each swat toward the girl's now pink turning bottom.
"No more Please!"
Millie said through her struggling bite back whimpers of tears. Finally having enough.
"Excuse me?" Sebastian warns.
"I mean yes sir ,I understand you made yourself clear! Please!?"
Sebastian stops after a couple more spanks to her thighs, then lifts up Millie's pants. Then lifted her upright onto her feet.
Millie immediately started to rub away at her rear,feeling the aching in her backside.
She sniffed, not yet tearful as she wiped away at her seemingly tears before they even dropped out her eyes.
Sebastian lets out a silent breath as he crosses his arms. Still sitting on the stool, Millie sniffles.
"Now no more disrespect am I clear? It will NOT be tolerated under this roof."
He stated. Millie's lip quivers before she lets out a shaky cry, muttering a "Yes ...Sir...."
"Good."
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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...
