"...you must be punished, dear."
Shaky breaths left your body as you looked up at Dark. His lips curled up into a devilish smile as he held his hand out for you to take it. Seeing no other option, you nervously placed your small hand into his much larger one. His fingers closed around your hand and reminded you of a Venus flytrap capturing its prey. You arose from your seat and followed Dark as he led you around the mess in the dining room. Your eyes soaked in the house as you walked. You figured you would be locked up for quite sometime in the torture room and wanted to remember what the outside world looked like. Instead of taking you into the basement or the recording room (which seemed to be his favorite torture place for some odd reason), he led you into the bedroom. Your mind raced with questions as confusion settled in. Dark motioned for you to sit on the edge of the bed and you obeyed in fear of the consequences. With the flick of his hand, a chair appeared before him. He sat down and then looked at you. You swallowed nervously, understanding what he wanted. You arose from your seat and shuffled over to him. You slowly sat down and made sure to place your hips over his. He chuckled at your effort.
"Not this time, Princess, but I appreciate the thought." You turned around and locked eyes with him. "Lay down across my lap."
Standing up, you repositioned yourself across him so that you were leaned over his leg with your rear facing him. He slowly pulled your pants off so that only your underwear were on.
"Alright, darling. Let's see, how many spankings should you get? Fifteen? Twenty? Thirty? Thirty sounds good, right, Princess?"
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Good girl. Count each one now."
He pulled his hand back and smacked one cheek. A stinging sensation resulted from it and caused you to bite your lip from the shocking pain.
"One," you muttered.
He smacked you again and you counted. This process went on for ten more smacks before you began to get used to the pain and had to hold back moans from the oddly satisfying sensation.
"Twelve," you counted, barely holding back a moan.
"Are you enjoying this, Princess?" Dark asked with a chuckle.
"No," you immediately retorted.
"Hmm, I think otherwise," he replied as he landed another smack on your butt.
Finally, your "punishment" was over and your butt was practically numb. You slowly slid your pants back on, ignoring the pain in your backside.
"I'm sorry I had to punish you, darling, but you left me no choice. You understand that, right?"
"Yes," you replied softly.
"Good," he began as he caressed your face, "because I didn't want you to believe a misunderstanding."
You just nodded as he leaned in and planted a kiss to your forehead. He took off his suit jacket and laid it across the chair as he let out a long sigh. "It's been a long day, Princess. Let's get some rest, shall we?" He gestured towards the bed and you nodded as you approached it and slid under the covers. Your eyes couldn't pull away from Dark as he loosened his tie and threw it to the side. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and untucked it before throwing it to the side as well. Finally, he changed out of his dress pants and into a pair of gym shorts before climbing into bed next to you. He wrapped an arm around you comfortingly and kissed your head.
"Goodnight, Princess. Sleep."
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You suddenly appeared on a sidewalk in a busy street. When you came to your senses, you realized a man stood before you with a look of concern.
"(Y/N)?!" He called out as he lightly shook your shoulders. Your eyes focused and your mind caught up with you as you realized it was Mark. Your heart swelled with emotion as you wrapped your arms tightly around him and breathed in his scent.
"Mark," you whispered. "You have no idea how relieving it is to see you."
"It's good to see you too. I'm glad you're okay."
You pulled away from his embrace. "Why are you here?"
"I wanted to let you know that I think I have gained enough strength to take back my body. Isn't that exciting?"
Your heart sunk at his words before you even had the chance to think. Why did a sense of dread come over you when he mentioned Dark leaving? You forced a smile towards him. "Yes, yes it is! I'm so happy."
"Me too. It should happen in the morning, if all goes well."
"Great!"
"I can't wait to see you in person," Mark said with a wide smile.
You giggled. "I can't wait to finally see you, too."
His smile soon began to fade as he seemed in thought. "Again, I'm sorry for all the pain and distress Dark has caused you. I hope to make that up to you when we're in person."
"Mark," you began as you gingerly grabbed his hand, "it's okay. I'm okay, really. You don't have to make anything up."
Mark shook his head. "You don't get it. I have so much guilt for everything he's done. If only I were stronger, then I could have gotten my body back sooner and saved you some pain."
"Just stop. Thinking about that is not going to help the situation. Just think about beating him and getting your body back."
Mark sighed. "You're right. Oh! I almost forgot to warn you. When I begin the fight for my body, Dark will want to try to strengthen his connection with any human around in an attempt to get some strength. So, what I'm saying is, please try to resist him at all costs. I know he's a charming manipulator, but I also know your stronger than that. You can resist him, right?"
"Yes, of course," you mindlessly said as you imagined the last time you resisted Dark.
"I know it will be hard, but, trust me, it will all be worth it. I promise."
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