That's Mr. Finn to You || Caleb Finn (re-editing)

9. Punishment (Gone Wrong)

*Four Weeks Later*

Caty Jones' POV

Every other weekend I would be hooking up with Mr. Finn. Some weekends I would do school work. The school week would contain secret make-out sessions, winks towards each other or smiles. Let's just say Caleb and I were getting a lot closer than before.

"Well, it's that time of day! Everyone don't forget to study for your Mid-term exam! It's very important," 'Professor' Finn lectured to the class. The class began to pack up urgent to leave. As I took my time packing I felt someone approach me.

"Hey... um... Caty, right?" He asked. I turned to see William O'Neil standing next to me.

"Yeah," I said before finishing packing up my stuff into my bag.

"Well, I was wondering if you'd... like to get coffee sometime? Or... a pizza night?" I instantly remembered the contract. I glanced at Caleb to see him highly pissed off. I bit my lip unconsciously knowing I should say no. But, if I'm keeping Caleb and I a secret does it really matter if I see other people?

"Coffee sounds perfect. When?" I asked crossing my arms against my chest.

"Monday night. We could study over the exam and I'll order coffee," I smiled knowing I'm signing myself up for something really bad to happen.

"Hmm... sure. Sounds like a plan," I smiled. He smiled in relief.

"Okay, cool. See ya tomorrow?" I nodded as I watched him exit the room all happy and giddy. I see Caleb crossing his arms against his chest with a very unpleased look. I swallow the lump in my throat.

"My house. Eight o'clock. Be prepared. You're spending the night." I didn't say anything as I left the classroom. I headed outside to my car getting in. I drove to my house. I knew I was gonna get punished but, I felt bad if I said no. I'm not ready for later tonight.

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It was eight o'clock. I was sitting in his driveway nervous out of my mind. I sigh grabbing my duffle bag exiting my car. I go to the front door knocking five times. I heard stomping down the stairs. The door opens revealing a shirtless Caleb. He opens the door letting me in. Once he closes the door behind me. He grabs my wrist taking us downstairs. He kept hurting my wrist with how tight his grip was on me.

"What was one of the rules from the contract?!" He yelled as he threw me on the bed. He closed the door.

"Not to see anyone..." I mumbled afraid to look up. I noticed my duffle bag was on the other side of the room.

"Then why the FUCK would you yes to going on a date!" He yelled. I was put on his lap. He held me down so I was bent over... I didn't think a punishment would be this...

"If we have to hide whatever this is! Why can't I see other people!?" I whimper as he tightens the leather on my wrists.

"You knew damn well what the rules were," all I felt was a really hard paddle to my ass. It stung and hurt so badly. This was better than him taking advantage of me. At some point I started crying really loudly due to the pain I felt. I was thrown on the bed. The leather cuffs still on my wrist.. I didn't even want to look at him. But, I knew damn well what was coming.

"I hope this ... teaches you a lesson," He pauses between the two words. I knew he was staring at me. I had no clue if he felt awful for hurting me or not. At some point I heard the door slam shut locking from the outside.

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I was lying in a room full of bondage tools. And a bed with black bedsheets. Red pillow cases and a grey comforter. I haven't moved from the bed either. How could I? My ass stung so bad from the paddle. I shouldn't have underestimated his strength whatsoever. At some point I heard the lock turn and the door opening. I didn't move... I just lied there... the way I have been for no clue how long.

"I have a guest bedroom ready for you... There's pizza, a towel, and your night attire ready for you upstairs," I didn't say anything. I felt him take the leather cuffs off but, I didn't want him to touch me after that.

-

He wasn't kidding. An entire box of fresh pizza was sitting on a table in the guest bedroom. A silky light pink nightgown with a pink shirt and shorts were sitting there. Along with two dark grey towels sitting there. I set my duffle bag on the ground by the queen size bed. I grabbed my towels heading straight for the bathroom. Let's just say the shower was painful. Afterwards I noticed three paddle sized bruises forming on my butt. My eyes started watering again from the memory. I rushed back into the bedroom. Changing into the nightgown and shorts he got me. They fit very comfortably and it was nice. I turned on the television watching something on Netflix while I ate pizza.

Caleb Finn's POV

Maybe what I did was wrong... The contract stately says that if she sees anyone etc era she's punished. I would never hurt a girl I feel hardcore guilty for what I had done.
I don't even understand why the hell she even gave the okay to him anyways. I'm trying to wrap it all around my head but I'm gaining a migraine doing so.
I decided to see if she was in the guest bedroom which she was. I noticed she was watching something on television when I noticed my maid sitting at the table with a very repulsive look.

"You had no right to hurt that girl, Caleb. Contract or not," My mouth dropped instantly. She was holding it in her hand. My signature and Caty's.

"How-"

"You know how gorgeous such a girl like Caty Jones is. You can tell she's intelligent and means very well. Yet, you treat her as if she's an object!" She exclaimed at me. Our maids name was Daniella Martinez.

"I've never taken any of those other girls on dates. I didn't treat them like I do Caty. If Caty was any other girl... I would've done what I did then told her to leave."

"You still hurt that poor girl, Caleb! I saw those bruises on her skin. You have no room to talk!" I huffed knowing damn well she's correct about everything.

"Daniella, I'm doing my best. I want to treat her like a Princess. She gets clothes, food, a bed, dates, fancy dinners, movie nights... I've danced with her, gazed at stars with her. I've been the best gentleman I could... She's different... the way she looked at me a month ago... ugh," I stopped talking processing everything happening.

"Caleb, you treated those girls like shit..." Both Daniella and I turned to see Caty in view now, "I mean... I knew there was girls before me... I-" She didn't say anything. She looked away so I couldn't see how she truly felt about what she heard.

"I think I'm gonna drop your class Monday morning..." I was in shock. She left the kitchen heading back into her bedroom. The door slamming which startled us.

"Don't hurt her again. Or, I'm telling your Mother everything. I'm tired of hiding your secrets," She shoved the contract in my chest along with her work clipboard exiting out of my house.

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Do you guys actually like the books I write? Would you read books if I wrote any that weren't Caleb Fan-fictions? Also, the reason why I didn't write for the longest time because Caleb read one of my fics... and kind of make fun? Of it. But, I'm back so... yeah :)