I hate pink. Everything pink that I've ever owned, I've thrown out. My favorite color is black. Black is such a peaceful color. I don't like rules either, so I hardly ever follow them. Not immediately at least. I like to make trouble, see how far I...
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~Jackson's POV~
I pushed her against the wall, and held one arm behind her back. I nibbled on her ear lobe. "So, did you think that you got away with your little episode in the lobby? Baby doll, you made me look stupid. Daddy can't run his big company right with people thinking he can't even control his little girl right?"
I shook my head, then Daddy grabbed a fist full of my hair and yanked my head back. "Words. Now."
"No sir, you can't." I looked back at Damon.
"Now this, is how you need to handle Charli." I think that it goes without saying that he was beyond ready to have his fun.
-- that's the kind of stare Damon is giving Charli --
~Damon's POV~
Charli stood there quivering against the wall. I slowly approached her, and her body tensed like she could feel my presence. I breathed one long breath down her neck without laying a finger on her. Her whole body started to quiver. "Hmm... you tried to make a fool out of me huh?" She stayed silent. I grabbed her ass hard, and leaned into her ear. "Little girl. I asked you a question, and I expect a fucking answer."
~Charli's POV~
"Yes sir. I apologize, sir. It'll never happen again,sir."
"Damn right, it won't." he says as he roughly grabs my hair. He holds one of my arms behind my back, and has his hand in my hair as he lead me to the big table, and bent me over it.
He stood behind me, and pulled my head up to arch my back. Then he suddenly let my hair go and pushed my face into the table. "I think that you definitely deserve a punishment for how you acted this morning. Don't you agree Jackson?"
"Mhm. Seems as though our darling little Charli Diane had forgotten how to act in public." Damon pulled my skirt up, and rubbed my my ass gently. Suddenly he smacked it so hard that I believe he left behind a hand print. "Guess I didn't smack it hard enough." He smacked it harder, and made me moan louder. Then Daddy stood in front of me, and rubbed my head.
