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“I am going to spank you, right now.”
Chapter Two
Ayala’s mouth hung open. He wouldn’t dare! Eiotan looked at her. “Do not make me come get you. I want you to show me that you are willing to submit to me, and will obey my every command. I will not order you to do anything that would endanger your safety. My work is dangerous, and you will need to obey me without question.”
Ayala dragged her feet and slowly walked over. She reached him far too quickly, and stood awkwardly by his side. He took her arms and guided her over his lap, her stomach over his thighs. He adjusted her forward a bit, so she had to place her hands on the floor to steady her body. Her bottom was high in the air. Nervousness flowed through her. She had never felt more vulnerable.
Eiotan gazed on the trembling body over his lap. His fingers reached for the bottom of her dress, lifting it slowly to reveal a panty-clad bottom.
Ayala gasped as her dress was raised, her modesty taking a hit. She felt his hand lay on her bottom cheeks for a moment.
“This is a lesson, Ayala, a lesson in obedience. Should you disobey me, I will spank you like a naughty little girl, and it will be much harder than today’s spanking will be. I will only use my hand today, but should you disobey, I will paddle you with a hairbrush, and thrash you with my leather belt. Is that understood?”
Ayala nearly choked, managing a quiet, “Yes, sir,” while trembling with dread. She felt his hand leave her backside, after which followed a loud crack. It took a moment for the slap to register. It felt as if a hundred bees had stung the right side of her backside. His hand came down again, on the other side, allowing a burn to build just as strong as the other. She squeaked in shock. His hand spanked her again, faster this time.
“I’ll be good, I promise!”
“We are not even close to finished, young lady. You will learn today that you must obey me.”
With that, his hand rained down on her backside, over and over. A small whine emerged from her throat. This really hurt!
When the first spank fell on her upper thigh, she nearly stood up, but a strong hand held her waist down. He spanked her sit spots over and over on both sides. Ayala began to feel helpless. She was getting a spanking, just as though she were a little girl. She was over a man’s lap getting her bottom thrashed. Embarrassment did not even begin to explain what she was feeling at the moment. Suddenly the spanking stopped for a few long seconds. Ayala gasped, and sighed with relief. She tried to get up, but Eiotan kept her firmly over his lap.
His hand grasped the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, baring her bottom to his view. Ayala gasped and reached back to try to grasp at them. Eiotan grabbed her hand and pinned it to her back. Embarrassment flooded through her as she felt blood rush to her face.
“We will have none of that.” He paused for a moment, running a hand over the scorched skin of her backside. He pushed her panties down a bit farther, till they rested at mid-thigh.
Ayala whined in sheer embarrassment. She felt entirely vulnerable, bare to this stranger’s ministrations. No man had ever seen her body before, let alone like this. She felt his hand rest on her bottom, and then his fingers brushed along her scor
ched skin. The sensation brought chills to her spine. Now that had felt wonderful, and she thought maybe it was over.
He began spanking her bottom anew, much to Ayala’s dismay.
“You will behave like a good girl, or else we will revisit this position with something that will really make you behave.”
“Please, please, sir,” she cried out, which only seemed to make him spank her harder. She couldn’t think. All she was focused on was the building burn of her bottom as swat after swat fell. Eiotan focused on no one area, and she couldn’t figure out where the next one would land. He spanked her upper and lower cheeks, each side, and her upper thighs at random.
She felt tears beginning to brim at her eyes as she struggled to compose herself. This hurt, and this hurt a lot. Each spank sent a shock through her body, and the sting was awful. She tried to hold back her cries, but found it very difficult.
Here she was, bare-bottomed over a man’s knee, getting her bottom blistered. He began to focus on her upper thighs.
Ayala struggled, but could not hold back her cries anymore. After the first tear rolled down her face, the flood came forth. Sobs wracked her body as she pleaded that she would be good, that she would not disobey. He spanked her for a little bit longer, until she lay spent and submissive over his lap, tears freely flowing. She no longer fought him and just lay still and took the full effect of the last few, very hard spanks.
He finally stopped and put his hand on her lower back. He began to rub her there, in small circles, until her cries lessened. It was oddly comforting. He reached down and helped her up, turning her so she sat in his lap, her hot bottom on top of his thighs. She buried her face in his shoulder as her cries calmed.
The oddest thing happened next. Eiotan hugged her to him, holding her head against his shoulder, rocking her a bit.
“That’s my good girl,” he whispered, over and over.
When Ayala was finally able to compose herself, she lifted her head a bit. Her hand slipped down to touch her bottom, as it was still bare as she sat on his lap. The heat emanating off of it was astounding. Slowly, Ayala dared to lift her eyes, only to quickly look back down when she discovered Eiotan watching her.
“Ayala, you took that very well. I want you to remember this as a warning, a deterrent should you ever think to disobey my orders in the future. I will not hesitate to spank you when I deem necessary. You are never to fight me when I decide you are in need of discipline. Am I understood?”
Ayala nodded, softly adding a “Yes, sir,” hoping to please him. Her head felt so scrambled. Her bottom throbbed. Tears continued to slip down her cheeks. Lord Eiotan took a hold of her face and wiped the tears away with his thumb. The gesture was extremely comforting.
She was quiet for a moment longer, trying to gather her thoughts.
“Wha… what sort of things will I be responsible for?” she stammered, clearly nervous about what she was getting herself into and clearly not wanting another session over his knees.
