*****Very light Smut*****
Two weeks later
It was a Sunday night, and Joel and I had decided to go out on a date night. I wanted to spend another night inside like we usually did, but Joel insisted that we go out somewhere. Reluctantly, I agreed hoping we'd have enough time to relax tonight before going back to school tomorrow.
We had Psych class together, so that made it a little bit easier to go, but still, I wanted to shoot myself. I hated school.
Anyways, I was in my room finishing up my makeup, deciding to go for a fuller coverage look tonight since it's been awhile. I made sure to make by winged eyeliner extra thick, smiling in satisfaction when I was finally finished. I spritzed some setting spray on my face and lastly applied my golden highlighter, the shine being more blinding while wet.
My phone buzzed just as I started walking to my closet to find something to wear, and I paused to check who it was.
My phone automatically unlocked with my face ID, and I saw that Joel sent me a text:
I'm on my way baby girl.
My heart skipped a beat, why did he always have to be so freaking early!? With that thought, I dashed into my closet and grabbed a random dress from my clothes rack, forgetting that it was fall and therefore pretty cold outside.
I slipped off my robe, and struggled to put the dress over my head, quickly running to my brightly lite mirror as I finished putting it on. I ended up picking one of my favorite dresses, a cute little black dress that I decided to pair with knee-high boots.
I stood in front of my mirror, head tilted and fully dressed, wondering if all black was too much... Perhaps I should switch to a brighter dress, I thought as I walked towards my closet.
"Wow. You look beautiful." I heard from behind me.
Jumping a bit, I swung around to see Joel standing in my doorway, forgetting I had given him a key the other day.
He looked absolutely breathtaking, dressed in an all black tuxedo and a blinding Rolex on his wrist. His hair was slicked back except a few stray hairs dangling in his face, which usually happened after a long day of work. His shoes were black and glossy, looking as though they were freshly polished. Overall, he looked freaking delicious, I wanted to devour him.
"Th-thank you, so do you." I breathed, although he told me all the time how beautiful he thought I was, I'd never get used to hearing it from him.
He chuckled deeply, and finally walked over to me, quickly scooping me up in his arms without hesitation. He'd been doing that lately, wrapping his strong arms around me and hoisting me up in the air. Sometimes he wouldn't let me down at all (no matter how much I complained) and other times he only held me for a moment, I could never tell with him. I was scared that he would drop me at first but I've gotten used to it, knowing by now that he never would.
"I missed you." He whispered against my ear, then planted a few kisses on my cheek.
"I missed you too." I whispered back, grateful when he finally kissed my lips. We haven't seen each other since yesterday, which seemed like a long time considering we've been together every single day since we first met.
My legs wrapped around his waist and I felt my dress raise, and his hands went under my exposed bottom.
He stopped kissing me immediately.
"You aren't wearing any panties, little girl." It wasn't a question.
My eyes widened, oh shoot I forgot to put on underwear.
"I-I forgot."
He just hummed in reply.
I was set down on my feet, his hands gently pulling my dress down to my thighs. He walked over to my dresser, opening the second drawer, exactly where my underwear was.
I stared at him in shock when he walked over to me with a black seamless pair of undies.
"How did you know which one was my underwear drawer?" I questioned curiously.
"You've changed in front of me plenty of times silly girl." He said as an explanation, and sat down on the edge of my bed. "Come here."
I froze. Was I going to get a spanking for forgetting to put on my underwear?
"U-uhm why?"
His eyes narrowed, and I winced.
I've learned a lot about Joel in the last couple of weeks, one being that he absolutely hated being questioned. He'd told me that he was in charge, and that "little girls" should never question their "Daddy's". Unless they were scared and felt the need to safe word out, he assured me.
"One."
I almost rolled my eyes when I heard him start counting. Almost.
Instead I got my legs moving in his direction, not wanting him to come and get me like last time... I shuddered.
I stood in front of him, and he only bent down and helped me put my panties on, gently guiding each foot into each hole. Once they were over my ankles, he slowly pulled them all the way up my thighs, and then over my bottom, bringing my dress up with it. I felt small and couldn't help but get a little hot from having him dress me.
When they were on, he pulled my dress back in place and sat back up, looking me in the eyes.
"I expect you to be my good girl and remember to wear your undies under dresses or skirts. Do you understand me?"
I swallowed at the word "undies" coming out of his mouth.
"Yes D-Daddy."
I had gotten used to calling Joel "Daddy", but really only in situations like these when I was being scolded, or when we were having sexy time. Which finally did end up happening about a week ago (best night of my freaking life), but that was a story for another time.
"Good girl."
He stood up to his full height and took a small step back to give me a once over.
His eyes narrowed down at my legs, a glint suddenly appearing in his gaze.
I squirmed.
"On second thought, I think you better change." He suggested, which sounded nothing like an actual suggestion.
I frowned, no way was I dealing with a boyfriend that had a problem with my outfits, fudge that.
"Um, I'm not changing Joel." I told him firmly, ignoring his thundering gaze and crossing my arms over my chest.
"It's very cold outside princess, and that dress is awfully short. I wouldn't want your cute little bottom to get cold, although if you choose to continue with your tantrum, I would be happy to warm it up for you." He threatened cooly.
I shivered, okay no thank you. Maybe did have a point. I absolutely loathed being cold, which he quickly found out about me.
"Fine." I mumbled out, arms still crossed.
He hummed, and walked over to me causing my heart to start beating harder against my rib cage.
I tried not to move, even though I had a feeling I had a swat coming but he only helped me out of my dress, putting each arm above my head and pulling it off.
"Ouch!" I yelped loudly when I felt the slap I just knew was coming, immediately rubbing the area of my bare skin.
"Drop the attitude, little girl." He commanded lowly.
I glared, but didn't respond, having way too many inappropriate words brewing in my mind, that I knew wouldn't end well for me at all.
"That sure was awfully close to an eye roll." He noted, stormy eyes narrowing.
"But it wasn't." I retorted, giving him the same look again.
I honestly didn't know what had gotten into me tonight, but I couldn't stop myself from continuing to push all of Joels buttons. I guess that was the mood for tonight.
"Perhaps we'd better stay in tonight, I think my naughty girl needs Daddys attention."
Ominous was the first word that popped into my head, but I tried to ignore it.
"No, I want to go out." I about whined, changing personas as soon as the words left his mouth. I literally just did my make up, no shot was it going to waste.
"I wasn't asking princess, maybe after your punishment if you're a good girl we can go, but if you continue being naughty we aren't going anywhere." He simply stated.
I felt like throwing something, instead I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest once again. It was then that I realized I was only in my bra and underwear, thanking everything I'd decided to wear a cute black bra.
It also then dawned on me that he had said "punishment".
"Wait, punishment?" I questioned.
"Yes princess, punishment." His calm demeanor was getting old fast. "Your attitude could use some serious adjusting."
I scowled at that.
"I don't have an attitude, if you want me to give you an attitude, I'll give you an attitude." I sassed with as much attitude as possible.
"Hmm. Bend over and touch your toes." He commanded shortly.
"W-what?" I stuttered, furrowing my brows in confusion.
Without saying a word, he took ahold of my upper arm and pulled my close. I braced myself, knowing what was coming. He gave me three hard swats to my ass, leaving a light burn.
I bit my lip to prevent any sound from escaping.
"Bend over and touch your toes, little girl." He thundered lowly.
I knew if I didn't listen he would continue in this vain, telling me to bend over and then spanking me if I didn't.
Damn it.
Slowly, I did as told, bending at the waist and touching my toes. I felt blood start to rush to my head, and tried to ignore the fact that I was in this incredibly embarrassing position with Joel standing directly behind me.
I felt a finger suddenly brush against my core, and I gasped.
"Such a naughty girl, I knew you'd eventually get to this point, but I didn't think it'd happen so soon." He mentioned conversationally, as if talking with me in this manner was normal.
"Get to what point?" I asked curiously.
"Pushing boundaries, seeing how far you can push Daddy before he took action. All naughty brats do it, of course my little princess is no exception." He cooed.
I was speechless because what the fuck? All naughty brats pushed boundaries, what the heck did that have to do with me? Of course he did start calling me his "naughty brat" since the very beginning, but shoot was he right?
Of course he wasn't, no way was I intentionally pushing him to "take action", especially when I knew that would mean I'd have to endure another one of his embarrassing freaking punishments.
Exhibit A: I was still touching my toes.
"Whatever you say Joel, can we just get on with- AH!" I cut myself off with a surprise moan when I felt a sharp slap there.
Oh no.
"What's my name, princess?"
My eyes widened, "D-Daddy."
He hummed and gave me another, and I bit my lip, itching to stand. The slaps weren't very hard, they were just the right amount of firm that made it feel incredibly good.
I knew I wouldn't last long at this rate.
"You're attitude tonight is completely unacceptable." He scolded calmly, giving me another. "I won't tolerate it."
Fuck, okay.
"I-I'm sorry, Daddy. P-please." I begged, rocking back against his hand the tiniest bit, not able to stop myself.
There was a punishing slap on my ass for that and I about cried out in frustration when yet another one landed against my bundle of nerves.
"There's my polite girl using her manners, but naughty girls don't get to cum now do they?"
He slapped me again, let his fingers linger, brushing against me a moment.
"Answer me little girl." He rumbled.
"N-no Daddy." I answered obediently, meaning loudly when he flicked me before he pulled away completely. I almost cried, even though I knew that was how this was going to go.
"Now stand up for Daddy, babygirl."
I did as told, clenching repeatedly and trying to urge my arousal away.
"There's my good girl." He kissed my lips and I kissed back, stepping on my tippy toes and deepening the kiss.
Immediately he bit my lip like he always did whenever I tried to take control, and I backed down like I always did, not at all minding giving it up.
His hands went under my arms and he picked me up swiftly, and my legs wrapped around his waist without even thinking about it.
Much too soon, he pulled away.
"Let's see what clothes we can find for my adorable little princess." He smirked while walking us to my closet, knowing he'd get a raise out of me for the "adorable" part.
"I'm not adorable!"
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About 30 minutes later, I was dressed in dark grey mom jeans and a black blouse with balloon sleeves.
It took me 10 minutes to convince him to let me wear my fuzzy black slip-on mules, because he wanted me to wear socks.
"I know that you know, you're not supposed to wear socks with mules Joel." I had blatantly told him, he was way too nicely dressed to not know.
Finally, he agreed on the condition that I wear a huge fuzzy black bomber coat that completely messed up my outfit, since the balloon sleeves were kind of the star of the show.
Ultimately I agreed, just because I loved the shoes.
We were now in his shiny black car, on our way to the restaurant of my choice, quickly deciding on Red Lobster. Mainly because I've been craving their bread since I last went a week ago with Callan and Sara.
"Did you submit your Business Model assignment for class?" He asked casually.
I froze, but quickly recovered hoping he didn't notice.
"Yeah, I-I submitted it yesterday."
I mentally kicked myself for being such a terrible liar when it came to him. It was literally impossible to lie to this guy I swear, try it sometime if you don't believe me!
"Interesting." Was all he said, not looking away from the road.
My heart started beating faster, shoot. Why didn't I just say that I forgot to finish the assignment? We had worked on it together the last couple of days, and I was supposed to finish and submit it after he left yesterday, but I forgot.
Instead I was on TikTok until I eventually fell asleep.
So yeah, you can imagine why I had such a hard time telling the truth right now.
It was silent on the way to the restaurant and I started to play with my fingers anxiously.
After what felt like eternity, we finally pulled into the Red Lobster parking lot. As soon as we were parked, I opened the door and stepped out, not letting him open the door for me like he usually did.
I started to walk towards the restaurant without waiting for him just to be a jerk, when I immediately felt a hand on my arm, briskly yanking me back against a strong chest.
"Apparently you didn't learn your lesson earlier." Joel growled lowly against my ear. "I'll spank you right here if you don't behave."
I shivered, okay I definitely didn't want that, but I was already horny from my earlier punishments, and now he knew that I didn't complete my assignment last night. I just knew he was going to discipline me again, and who knew how that would end.
"O-okay Daddy." I threw in for good measure. "I-I'm sorry."
"Hmm."
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Dinner was awkward I'm not going to lie, we both knew I was in trouble, which made me incredibly antsy.
I was happy when we got the check at last, and we finally got out of there. I felt like everyone was staring at me, like they all somehow knew I was in deep poop. Which, they probably did just from looking at Joel's intimidating expressions.
Dinner was good at least, I got my usual shrimp Alfredo and he got eggplant Parmesan, which surprisingly tasted amazing. Though I didn't really get to savor the taste much, since after Joel fed me a bite he wiped my sauce covered lip with his thumb, then deliberately lifted his thumb to his mouth.
I about lost it right there.
Anyways, we finally made it home and we both put away or jackets in silence. I decided then to tell him the truth, getting sleepy and really not wanting to be naughty anymore.
"Can we talk?" I questioned timidly.
"That sounds like a good idea baby girl, let's talk." He agreed taking my hand and walking us both to the couch. I was pulled onto his lap when he sat down and pulled me snugly against him, making me feel safe and secure.
He looked at me expectedly.
Alllrighty then. (Name the movie)
"U-um, well I lied about submitting the assignment last night. I-I didn't actually finish it." I admitted, even though he was clearly aware of my transgression.
"Is that so?" His brow lifted.
"Yes Daddy I'm sorry, I forgot."
"You forgot. What were you doing to make you forget?" His head was tilted, a tell-tale that he wasn't pleased, at all.
"I-I," I really didn't want to tell the truth but I knew I didn't have much of a choice, he'd get it out of me either way, "I was on TikTok all night and fell asleep."
"I see." I winced, wishing I was on a beach somewhere instead of freaking here. "Well since you told me the truth like a good girl, I won't punish you for lying, this time."
I let out a sigh of relief.
"But if you lie to me about your homework again little girl, I'll spank you with a ruler and make you write lines on a sore bottom, do you understand me?"
Well, that didn't sound pleasant.
"Y-yes Daddy, I'm sorry." I apologized with a light pout.
"Good girl, now let's move on to my naughty girl deciding to play on her phone instead of doing her homework."
"B-but-!" I started but was cut off.
"Since you were on your phone at an inappropriate time, your phone will stay with me for the rest of the night." He informed bluntly.
My eyes went to the size of volley balls.
"No way!" I gasped, it was only 5:30!
"If this is something you can't handle, you can use your safe word, otherwise I would like you to go get your phone for me please."
My mouth dropped, he was really playing the safe word card. No way was I going to use my safe word for something so trivial, and he knew that.
I huffed, this wasn't fair.
Grumpily, I stood up and just about stomped to the dining room table where my purse that was laying. Yanking my phone out, I walked back to Joel, glaring daggers at him until I stood up from of him, holding out my phone for him to take.
He took it with one hand, then swiftly pulled me down with the other, laying me across his lap, my stomach suddenly on his hard thighs.
"Let me up." I demanded while struggling, fuming about my phone on top of being manhandled into the very familiar position.
He gathered my hands with each of his before gathering them in one and pressing them against the small of my back.
"Such a naughty girl, I'm starting to think that you enjoy being punished." He mused, running a hand over the seat of my tight jeans.
"No, I just don't want my phone taken away!" I retorted.
He gave me a harsh swat, and it hurt even over my jeans.
"Well that's too bad princess, because you won't be getting it back until tomorrow morning. And if you decide to continue with your tantrum, I will keep it until tomorrow night." He warned.
"Noooooo." I whined, kicking my legs.
I yelped at another smack, this one even harder. "Then behave yourself."
I wanted to throw an actual fit, but I composed myself not wanting to prove his point. I let my body relax, and laid my head on my soft couch cushion with a defeated pout.
My hands were released, and he rubbed my back soothingly. I sighed in content, loving when he gave me back rubs. We stayed that way for what felt like ages, until eventually, I didn't want to be laying like this anymore.
"Can I get up now?" I huffed.
"Not yet princess. I want you to relax for awhile longer until I help you finish your assignment. After that, you're going straight to bed, and I don't want to hear any more fussing out of you tonight, little girl." He told me in his no nonsense tone.
I didn't have the energy to argue any further, so I replied with a simple "yes Daddy" and relaxed once again to the feeling of Joels soothing hand rubbing against my sore bottom.
I almost fell asleep until I remembered it was Sunday. Ugh, I did not want to go to school tomorrow.
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A/N: Surprise chapter! Had some free time and decided to update, hope you enjoyed! Next chapter will be them in class together again, yay!
Till next time, love you cuties ❤️