-About a week later-
He came home to find the dishes weren't done and she hadn't taken out the trash. "Jessica?" he calls out, and soon she approaches. "Is there a reason you didn't complete your chores?"
"No reason" she said, then looked down.
He dropped his stuff and sat her down on his lap on the couch. "What's wrong? Is it too much for you? Or is it something else."
"I just didn't feel like it."
"Didn't feel like it?"
"Yep. Since I didn't obey you, I guess you will have to spank me," she said, seeing a surprised look as he recognized her naughtiness. "Yeah, I read stuff too."
"Oh, is that what you want? You know, if you wanted a spanking you should have asked me. Punishment spankings aren't as fun, I spank hard."
"I doubt it," she retorted.
"You just want to get into more and more trouble, don't you? You break my rules and talk back to me. You know how that makes me feel?"
"I- I'm sorry... so sorry... I don't know what I was thinking. I didn't mean to hurt you," she hugged him tight.
"Repeat after me. 'I will come to Sir when I want attention, I will not disobey him for benefit'."
"I will come to Sir when I want attention, I will not disobey him for benefit." she said, tears starting to spill down her face, feeling such guilt in disappointing him.
"I want you to burn it in your mind. You get 20 swats. After each one, you will say the number we are on, you are to repeat that sentence, and thank me for correcting you."
"Yes, Sir."
He had her stand up, then slid down her pants to her knees. He then lay her over his lap. *Slap*
"One. I will come to Sir when I want attention, I will not disobey him for benefit. Thank you, Sir."
"Good." *Slap*
"Two. I will come to Sir when I want attention, I will not disobey him for benefit. Thank you, Sir."
This goes on for a while, and her butt is soon sore and read.
"Fifteen. I will come to sir when I want attention, I will not disobey him for benefit. Thank you sir." she says. He then flips her over so her back is on her lap. He lifts her legs up, ready to give her the last of her spankings, holding her in a popular punishment position that is supposed to make each blow hurt a lot more.
-Minutes pass.-
"Twenty," she gasped, "I will come to Sir when I want attention, I will not disobey him for benefit. Thank you, Sir," she cried out.
He held her there, now massaging her butt. "I want you to know that although you did something wrong, that doesn't make you bad. You are always my good girl, and I love you." He kissed her cheek and brushed off her tears.
After he rubbed some lotion on her red butt, she was a bit more relaxed.
"You know why I do this?" he asked.
"Punish me?"
"Yes."
"Because you love me?"
"Well, yes, but it's more than that. It's my job to guide you to be the best person you can be, and there will be mistakes. The best thing I can do is help you correct those mistakes."
"I'm so sorry for what I did, I just..." she said, some new tears entering her eyes.
"You're forgiven. It's alright." he said, hugging her tight.
"I promise I'll come to you from now on," she said directly.
"Thank you. It pleases me to hear that."
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The Chair - Hot Collections
FantasyJason sets off to find a chair for his new apartment, but finds something much, much better. A girl! Read as Jason decides what to do with his slave woman he just bought!
