Pet Angel.

Part 7

What punishment... what does he mean?

'Ow ow ow' I say as he pulls me into his room by my hair 'please stop'

'You don't tell me what to do angel'

'I know- but please please stop.'

'Stop trying to tell me what to do!' He said and I feel his skin heat up, something that happens to demons when they get mad. They're eyes will also go red if they're really mad.

We enter his room and he throws me on to the bed- then he grabs a- what is that...?

'Umm excuse me?' I ask

'What.' He replays bluntly

'What is that'

'It's a paddle sweetheart.'

'...um?'

'What is it you slut?!'

'What's a paddle?'

'Idiot.'

He sits down and makes me bend over his knee, i go to talk but before I can he brings the paddle to my soft skin

Slap

I let out a squeal, he slapped my ass with the 'paddle' - hard... that hurt. Should I ask him to stop- maybe if I say please?

Slap

'Count.'

'What..?' I say with tears in my eyes

'Everytime I slap your ass, count. This one is three.'

Slap

'Th-three'

Slap

'Fo-four...'

Slap

'F-f-f-fi-five'

Slap

~Later~

'T-twe- twenty five...'

Tears are running down my cheeks and I can hear Lucas laughing lightly

'Okay that's enough for now.'

I say nothing, he grabs me by the throat, 'thank me- unless you want more?' He winks

'Th-thank you...'

'thank you- what?'

'Thank you master'

'Good slut.'

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