"B-but, I don't want a punishment..."
I say, nervously looking at the floor.
"I don't care what you want, it's what you need."
Mr. Olson says. Suddenly I feel another tear streaming down my cheek. Mr. Olson walks over to me and raises a hand to wipe away the tear. I flinch at his movement. His face softens as he realizes that I'm actually afraid of him.
"Are you afraid of me?"
He asks with a concerned look on his face. I nod, hoping he will leave me alone, but instead he grabs me by the wrist and leads me upstairs. I struggle in his grip, but he's too strong. When we get in his bedroom he shuts the door and locks it. I look at him with fear in my eyes and beg,
"P-please, don't do this..."
"Do what?"
He asks, slowly making his way towards me.
"I'm a v-virgin."
I blurt, assuming the worst as I back away from him. This stops Mr. Olson in his tracks. The hard expression on his face turns to sadness.
"You thought I was going to rape you?"
He asks while looking into my eyes. I nod. By now I'm sitting on his bed, bracing myself.
"Ray, I would never do something without your consent."
He says, still looking at me with those sorrow filled eyes. I swallow and nod.
"T-then what were you going to do?"
I nervously ask.
"You'll see."
He says with a devilish grin.
"Stand up."
He commands as he sits at the end of his bed. I do so.
"Come here."
He says gesturing to his lap. I stand in front of him. He grabs me by the hips and drapes me over his lap on my stomach.
"W-what're you doing?"
I ask. Suddenly I feel his hand cupping my bum.
"I'm going to spank you."
He says very calmly. I squirm on his lap but he holds me down.
"S-spank me?"
I question.
"Yes, but it shouldn't hurt too bad."
He says as I feel his hand caress my butt. Suddenly his hand strikes my butt and I scream a little.
"Don't do that."
He demands.
"Yes sir."
I say.
"Good girl."
He says as he spanks me again. As odd as it sounds, I sort of enjoy this? When he's finished he commands,
"Stand up."
I do so and stand in front of him. His eyes inspect my body. As his eyes stop at my hips he says,
"You're wet."
With a grin on his lips.
