Capítulo 2: Chapter one: Naughty kittens get punished
I woke up abruptly, sitting straight up in bed, much too fast, might I add because not a second later I felt the pounding affects of all the alcohol I drank last night.
I groaned and held my head in my hands for a few moments, just rethinking life.
I then remembered everything that happened last night and groaned again, this time louder because of the slight sting I felt on my backside.
Fudge.
Definitely regret going out now, but at the time it sounded like a great idea and so did pissing Daddy off. At least I had fun though, because if I'd went out and it was lame, I would have been pissed.
I look over and realize that I'm alone in bed, which is exactly what I didn't want. I wanted to wake up first so I could think of a way to get out of this second punishment. I had no idea what he was going to do and I hated surprises. He usually never spanked me twice unless I'd done something really bad, and this wasn't that bad...
Right?
The door to our bedroom opened suddenly, causing me to jump which did nothing to help the ache I felt in head. I winced and held my head in my hands, once again.
"Good morning, babygirl." He greeted with slight amusement in his voice, clearly satisfied with the hangover I was experiencing.
Asshole.
"Morning." I grumbled back annoyed with this day already. I looked up at him as he walked over to me with water and a couple of ibuprofens in his hands, which I gladly accepted once he handed them to me.
"Thanks." I mumbled, took the pills and began washing them down with the glass of water. I stared at him while I drank, studying him to see how pissed he was.
At first glance he looked fine, but I knew him all too well. I could see tension in his posture above me and the glint in his eyes. Yeah, he was still pissed.
Great.
After finishing the entire glass, I put it on the night table and glanced up at him again. I took a deep breath and began:
"Look Joel, I understand why you're upset and everything but honestly do you really think a second punishment is necessary? I mean, clearly I won't do this again, I promise." I tried to coax, using my cuteness to my advantage while attempting to impersonate Puss in Boots' adorable expression.
He gave me a long look, one that made me drop my facade and cross my arms over my chest with a defeated pout.
"Princess, you broke many rules last night and trying to talk your way out of a punishment is another one of them. Are you positive that you want to continue?" His voice dropped an octave, but I only frowned. So he wasn't even going to let me explain myself? That's not fair! And I planned to tell him just that, but before I could even get a word out he cut me off abruptly. "Kai." He warned sternly.
I huffed, and started to glare at my lap harshly. I didn't know why he was being so mean, I didn't even really do anything. I just went out without his permission, big deal. I've definitely done worse.
"If I were you, I'd loose the attitude." He growled. "This is your only warning. Do not test my patience little girl."
I didn't know if it was the hangover that was affecting my mentality or maybe I was still a little drunk from last night. I really didn't know. But instead of apologizing, which I should have done, I gritted my teeth and l gave him a challenging look, one that dared him to make the next move.
He glared right back at me, unintimidated and put his hand on the bed next to me leant down until we were a couple of inches apart. He leant down until his lips were grazing my ear, "You naughty little brat."
I yelped as his arm suddenly curled around my waist, and he briskly yanked me backwards and into him as he stood up. He swung my bottom half to the left of him, causing me to land face first over his lap when he sat down.
My head spun from that roller coaster ride, and I went to once again hold my head in my hands, but realized he had them pinned against the small of my back.
"What the fuck, J-"
My complaint was cut short from the heavy swat I received on my already sore backside, causing me to freeze, my gown doing little to nothing to protect me from his evil hand.
"Language." He scolded lightly, his thumb staring to rub my over the spot he just smacked while continuing, "I assumed that I would've had to have this conversation with you over my lap kitten, but I really thought you would have lasted at least until later this afternoon." He taunted, his voice feigning disappointment.
"Screw you." I snapped through gritted teeth and not a second later felt my gown being flipped over my ass and followed with a number of rapid swats.
"I can do this far longer than you can, Princess." He informed me darkly, never losing rhythm with his hand.
I whimpered as he continued the harsh treatment steadily, and I already had to hold back tears because of my butt already being a little sore.
After a moment he stopped and rested his hand on my heated bottom.
"Are you finished now, baby girl?" He asked gently.
"Yes." I sniffled, a single tear escaping from my left eye.
"Good girl." He praised, causing heat to also travel to my little area as well.
"Daddy." I whined as his hand that was rubbing my bottom gently traveled slowly to my underwear. I held back a moan as he rubbed me in small circular motions in an agonizingly pace. I groaned and tried to wiggle my top half, in an futile attempt to escape those amazingly skilled fingers, but froze once I heard a low growl escape his lips.
He picked up his pace ever so slightly causing wetness to form under his index finger and middle finger. His thumb rubbed a little lower, and I began to tremble.
Please." I begged shakily, desperation clouding my tone.
"What do you need, Baby?"
"Ah- please, Daddy!" I cried out as he rubbed me a little rougher, my panties getting damper and damper.
"What does my naughtily little kitten need?" He coaxed seductively.
"Daddy-" I started almost there, at my peak, my climax, my point of no return, when... his fingers stopped all of their movements. My eyes shot open, I hadn't even realized I'd closed them, and gasped loudly. I had absolutely no idea why I didn't see that coming. That was my punishment. Wow. I looked back at him in shock, only to see his smirking cheeks and his noticeably lustful eyes. He took his fingers away from my panties, brought them to up to his mouth and slowly licked each of the fingers he used to abuse my little lady garden, all while maintaining eye contact. I began to ache down there and turned back around with a gulp.
"Now, let's have a little chat, Princess." He said pulling my thongs down and tossing them aside. He put his hand on my butt and rubbed the sore skin while continuing, "I figured having a conversation in this position would be better since sometimes that naughty mouth of yours can get you into trouble."
I frowned. "Okay?-" I started to sass but cut myself off when I felt his hand disappear from my ass.
I gulped and didn't relax until his hand was back on my backside.
"Good girl." He praised, generating a chemical reaction deep inside of me. I needed sexy time, and I needed it soon.
"Now, I want you to list all of the rules you broke last night, and go ahead and mention the ones from this morning as well." He instructed and rubbed my ass.
Okay. I could do that. I gulped nonetheless.
"Go ahead with the first one, Babygirl."
"Ye-", I started but cleared my throat, "Yes, Daddy." I said more clearly and continued,"Well, um, I went out after you told me no."
As soon as the last word left my mouth, I felt a harsh slap on my bottom. I squeaked, desperately wanting to rub the sting out. He then continued to rub my backside, slowly massaging the skin.
"Very good, and disobeying Daddy is very naughty, isn't it?" He smacked me once more causing my eyes to well up once again. "What else, Baby?"
I gulped and started to breath harder as his hand started rubbing again.
"I-Iwasn't telling Daddy the truth." I rushed out, starting to regress. I was slapped once again.
"Correct, how didn't you tell Daddy the truth?"
"I made you believe I wasn't going, when I knew I was." I replied with a whimper and received another swift slap.
"Lying by omission, very good my little Kitten." He cooed and rubbed again, slowly. "What else?"
"I ignored Daddy's phone calls." I said my voice barley above a whisper. He slapped me twice for this one, and I felt tears begin to trail down my cheeks.
"You know how I feel about this one, Babygirl. You don't turn your phone off when you leave the house, and you answer me when I call you. Do you understand me?" He asked giving me another swift smack.
"Yes, Daddy! I'm sorry!" I cried, full on crying at this point, a little from my sore behind but mostly from guilt for making him worry about.
"Good girl, now how about today? List all the rules you broke today please." He was rubbing my back under my silk gown, and it was really distracting.
"I-I talked back, I got sassy with you, a-and tried talking my way out of punishment." I said in between my tears. He smacked me one more time, and finally flipped my gown back over my backside. He helped me stand and sat me on his lap, cradling me to his chest. I cried for a while, longer than I'd ever be willing to admit, while he soothingly rubbed my back and I hid my face in his chest.
Once I calmed down, I wrapped my arms around his neck and inhaled his intoxicating scent, before pulling back and looking him in the eyes and starting my overdue, heartfelt, apology.
"I'm really sorry I worried you, and went out even though Daddy said no. And I'm sorry for this morning too, I won't do it again." I said sincerely. "Please forgive me." I finish giving him another one of my Puss in boots looks making him he chuckle and kiss my forehead.
"Of course I forgive you baby. And I know you won't do it again." He kisses my cheek. "Because if you do." He kisses my opposite cheek and then puts his lips to my ear, "I'll spank you every night for a week, and you won't be going out a month." He finished, lightly kissing my parted lips.
"Yes, Daddy." I whispered, a chill running up my spine.
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A/N: Hope you like!! 💜
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