Teach Me (h.s)

5

He circles my body, and I stay completely still out of fear. I don't think he would hurt me, but I don't want to be fired that's for sure.

I don't even know why he's angry. I hope what I said in the meeting didn't anger him, because that would be pretty bad.

He finally stops right in front of me and I stare him in the eye stoically, despite me literally dying inside. He's so close to me, I'm losing my mind.

But he's also so angry.

"Now, please explain to me. What the hell was what?"

"What the hell was what?"

"Don't play dumb with me," he squints his eyes and locks his jaw.

"Not playing dumb. I genuinely don't know why you are so angry."

"Gerald? Ring a bell?"

"Obviously."

"You were flirting with him," he cocks his head.

"I was not," I say frowning and crossing my arms over my chest.

"You were. And I do not appreciate it."

"I'm sorry," I give up, knowing he's right.

"That's right. Now you really need a punishment."

"Now I don't think-"

"Shut up."

I widen my eyes in surprise at his sudden rudeness. Then I get angry.

"Don't you tell me to shu-" I'm cut off by him again.

He wraps his hand around my neck and pushes his crotch to mind, other hand holding my waist. I look up to him with wide eyes.

I've never been treated bad and actually liked it. But his roughness and the dominance radiating off of his amazing body has my panties soaked.

"I said shut up," he says slowly.

I nod, and close my eyes in satisfaction when he moves and creates more friction between us. I feel his huge bulge, and smile lightly.

I open my eyes when stops his movements. He's staring at me. I am about to question him but he flips me and bends me over the table. My palms go flat on the table on either side of my head, and my cheek presses hard against the cold glass. I let out a loud gasp and try to look behind me.

I see Harry with an angry or lustful expression. I can decide which one it is. Maybe a mixture of both. Either way, it's sexy as fuck, and I don't want to look away.

But when he lifts up my dress and smacks his palm against my ass, I squeeze my eyes shut. My body juts forward and I let out a squeal.

When I was little, I was never spanked. I was punched, smacked on my face, thrown into things, but never spanked. I figured when I got older it made it weird for my parents anyway. So I've never been spanked.

Until now.

It hurts. I feel the harsh stinging spread through my body, and I wince. Yes, it hurts, but for some perverted reason I enjoy the pain. Especially because it's Harry inflicting it.

"Learn your lesson yet?" Harry leans onto my body and whispers in my ear.

"Yes," I whisper back hoarsely.

"Mmm, I don't think you have," he says and then gets off my body before landing another. The sounds resonates through the room, creating an echo that replays in my head at the beat of the throbbing on my ass.

I scrunch my face together and make my palm into a fist in order to stay quiet. Despite the fact I'm literally being smacked by this man, my boss, I feel the wetness in my panties and quickly become uncomfortable.

After a few more strikes, he lifts me up by my waist. I pull my dress back over my body, and look at the floor in embarrassment. What am I supposed to say now? What am I supposed to do? This is so awkward I seriously want to kill myself. Not an exaggeration.

"Look at me," he says finally.

I can't bear to look him in his pretty eyes. I blink and keep my eyes trained on our feet. I play with my rings in front of my body, wringing my fingers together.

His fingers touch under my chin and lift my head so I'm forced to look at him.

"You won't do that again, will you?"

I shake my head no. But, my mind is torn.

On one side, I want to obey. I want to obey so much, to please him, to make him want me even more. To be a good girl for him.

But on the other side, I am not his. I barely know him, and G is extremely attractive, and he seems to want me. If I want him too, what's so bad about that? I'm single, and I only have one life to live. I've never been rebellious, and I feel like if I pursue G, I'll be rebelling against Harry.

The party is tomorrow night. I guess I'll make my possibly detrimental decision then.

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Super duper short update but it'll be a double update so there we go.
What should Charlotte do?? Honestly I don't even know I'm winging it.
-M:)