by Lexie Syrah
“A little?” I answered hesitantly. “I’ve cooked some things like pasta and vegetables, but I’ve never cooked anything complicated or any kind of meat. I’m sorry that I took the job without telling you that.”
“I’m glad that you aren’t lying to me. If you were lying, I would have returned your clothes to you and kicked you out. I can promise that lying to me is the absolute worst thing you can do when you deal with me.” He stopped for a moment as something crossed his mind. “Instead, I’ll help you work through it. I need someone who can cook and clean. Do you at least know how to clean?”
“I think so. It may not be to your standards, though. If you tell me when I do things wrong, I’ll fix them. I promise! I’ll do anything it takes to keep this job. You’re saving my life, and I know it! Please don’t make me go back to the streets!” I didn’t try to put on the sad puppy dog face that all young women hold in their back pocket. This man did not want vulnerable. He wanted someone who was direct and honest.
Mr. Sheffield was quiet as his fingers tapped the arm of the loveseat in a very antsy manner. His ponderous face was much calmer now, and he was silent as he stared at the wall. Every once in a while, he’d close his eyes briefly before opening them again to look at me. He seemed to make a decision, though. A brief moment of sadness filled his face before he began to speak, and then it was gone.
“I have a thought. You don’t have to agree to it if you don’t want to, but I feel like it would be the best way to help you learn quickly and efficiently.” His gaze was steady and completely focused on me. I tried to keep my eyes focused on him but constantly felt like I needed to look away. “I am giving you an opportunity that most people wouldn’t even consider. You’ll get a chance to turn your life around and do something with it. All I asked was for you to cook and clean, but you can’t do either one to my satisfaction currently.”
I was silent as he spoke. I hung on every word that fell from his lips, knowing that things had changed, and all I hoped was that they had not changed beyond repair.
“I’m old enough to be your father, and that may be why I am giving you this opportunity. I would hate to imagine a daughter of mine being in your position, and I’d hope that someone would give them an opportunity like this. I only know how to teach one way, and that’s through strict discipline along with rewards for good behavior.”
“For an infraction such as this one, you would earn a bare-bottom spanking with my hand. If you did something worse, such as start a fire or completely forget to cook dinner, you could earn a spanking with the belt or a cane. The bruises on your ass would remind you to focus throughout the day, and you will try even harder to please me.”
The thought of being spanked by Mr. Sheffield wasn’t something that I’d ever considered. I’d never considered being spanked by anyone for that matter, and my parents hadn’t even spanked me as a child. I’d been their princess, and they had overlooked my faults and praised me for everything I did right. Maybe this would be a good way to correct my bad track record with being a responsible young woman.
“What do you think about my proposition?” His fingers tapped even faster on the edge of the loveseat.
I knew what my answer would be. I’d already seen the light at the end of the tunnel of my poverty, and it led through this man. Did I want him to spank me? I didn’t know. I didn’t want the pain of being hit, but the thought of being disciplined seemed to be something that I could handle. I had no desire to ever live on the streets again, and if a little pain helped me to get to a happy and stable arrangement with Mr. Sheffield, I would do it. In truth, I had a strange desire to make him proud of me. I’d only known him for a day, but he was an impressive man. Plus, he just felt like the kind of father that I had pictured fairy tale princesses having.
“Mr. Sheffield, I’ll do whatever it takes to keep my job and stay here with you. If you think that giving me a spanking will help me to become a better employee, I will gladly take it. You’ve given me the first bit of hope in so long, and I’m not going to let it slip away. I’m sorry that you’ll have to punish me, but I will gladly take whatever punishment you deem appropriate.”
His eyes seemed to change from thoughtful and slightly frustrated into something different. Something primal. “Then bend over my knees, lift up your dress, and pull your panties down. You’ll get five swats for ruining dinner.” A shiver ran through me as his command rippled over my body.
I nodded my head and slid my nervous body over his lap. I could feel his cock begin to rise underneath me, and my resolve to stay professional weakened. His cock began to twitch as I reached behind me and pulled up the back of my dress, exposing my ass to a man for the first time in so long that I barely recognized the feelings that coursed through my veins. His soft hand rubbed against my pale cheeks lightly, as though he were caressing a beautiful piece of art rather than a woman’s body.
I pulled my thong down, and his hand grasped a full globe of flesh tightly before taking a deep breath. He was strong. So much stronger than I’d imagined. My heart was racing as I prepared myself for the pain that would soon be radiating from my ass. I had never had a spanking in my life, and I had no idea what to expect. His fingers released my ass, and I unconsciously held my breath as I waited for his hand to come down hard on me.
Then I felt it, the stinging pain of his palm connecting with the tender bottom part of my right butt cheek. I let out a shriek as my body jolted forward trying to escape the pain. I wouldn’t escape him. I knew that. I had no control over my body as the pain shot through me, though, and I was thankful that his other arm had held me in place. His cock was standing at attention underneath me, pressing hard into my belly, and I felt a sensation overcome even the pain that radiated from my ass: lust. My blood was quickly flowing to my exposed pussy, and when his hand came down again, the shriek was much quieter even though the pain was much worse.
I didn’t understand why I was getting wet from the spanking. I didn’t know if it was because I just wanted someone to touch me, or if it was the pain that was turning me on. Or was it the fact that I was being punished? I’d had rough sex before, and it hadn’t made me feel this way. The only way that this spanking could be any better was if my fingers were rubbing my clit, and Mr. Sheffield was whispering dirty things in my ear.
My ass must have been growing red, and as his hand connected for the third time, I was silent. I closed my eyes and envisioned him spanking me and leaving crimson handprints where ever his large hands touched me. My breathing was deep and ragged as lust and desire filled my mind and body. My hands gripped his slacks tightly as my legs began to spread, subconsciously begging him to touch my other, more desperate areas. I would have called myself a filthy slut, except that it wasn’t just that I was horny and wanted a man’s touch. I only wanted this, and I only wanted Mr. Sheffield to be doing it. And I had no idea why.
The fourth spanking didn’t elicit a shriek or cry. Instead, it was a soft moan of pleasure. I couldn’t understand anything my body was telling me at this point. I knew that there was pain, and I knew that I was embarrassed by being in this position. Except, the only sensation was that tingling electricity that flowed through your body as you relaxed and let a guy eat your pussy. That wasn’t right either, though. It was more like getting fingered in public. You knew that you should stop it, but you also knew that you didn’t want to.
My ass moved back to its initial place almost instantly, and I wished that I could receive more than just five spankings. I didn’t want to have to make mistakes to continue receiving spankings from this experienced man. I didn’t understand why I would want pain, but the desire was clear. His hand on my ass was turning me on more than anything I’d experienced before, even when I’d been a party slut in college.
The fifth spanking came down, and I let out a deep moan of desire causing his cock to twitch yet again underneath me. His hand began to pull my thong back into place, but his fingers grazed my pussy and sent waves of pleasure through
me. My crotch moved with its own mind and softly rubbed against his leg. I longed to have something inside of me, but I didn’t know what to say or how to convince him to give it to me. He flipped the back of my dress down, and said, “You did well for your first spanking. Now you need to tell me, ‘Thank you, Mr. Sheffield, for helping me to become better for you.’”
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