Chapter 8 Broken Rules

• Daniel
• I grin. "You just broke rules number one, two, and six." I reach out and grab the contract from her and place it safely in my jacket. "Now, let's get going because we have to be at a social gathering later."
• I pat my lap. She stares down at my hands, shakes her head and takes a step back. She clearly understands what my intentions are, yet she asks a question anyway. "What? What are you doing?" Her voice is strung with the type of panic I love to hear.
• "Isn't it obvious? I'm going to punish you." I smooth out the fabric on my thighs and motion her closer. "Now, are you going to obey me, or I am I going to have to pull you over my lap like a naughty little girl?"
• With a flushed face she crosses her arms over her chest and speaks in a proud voice. "You are not spanking me." Aw. How adorable.
• "You think so?" I raise a brow.
• She raises her chin defiantly. "I won't let you."
• I chuckle. "Trust me. You don't have a choice. Now, come here." I infuse steel into my command.
• Her lips tighten, like she's weighing her options, and then she lowers her gaze and walks close to me until she's standing between my legs. Her long blonde hair shields her face from my view. Nope, I won't have that.
• I push it away from her face and cup her chin between my thumb and forefinger, forcing her eyes to stare into mine. She looks scared and angry. "Good girl." I praise, knowing she'll need a bit of encouragement. "Come here. On my lap." Annie does what she's told reluctantly and slowly makes her way over my thighs. She lays her face in the mattress, hiding her shame. I lock my leg over hers to keep her in place. I know she's going to struggle.
• And struggle she does, when I lift up her skirt and begin to pull down her black panties that are hiding underneath she begins to thrash and squirm. Fuck. She's so sexy. "Hey! What are you doing?"
• I keep a firm grip around her waist and stroke her ass with my palm. She stills and her breathing quickens in anticipation. I answer her question by bringing my hand down hard on her defenseless ass. "Does this answer your question?"
• She cries out. "What the fuck! Hey, that hurt!"
• I stare down at the pretty pink hand print across her right cheek and feel my pants tighten. "It's supposed to hurt. Naughty girls are always spanked on the bare." I bring my palm down again, this time on her left cheek. She cries out and curses me again.
• I see we have a long way to go.
• "Fuck. You."
• "The longer you continue to curse, the longer this punishment will be. "
• I chose wisely. I knew Annie would be fun. She's feisty and she's got that spirit that I love every minute of.
• I don't answer the rest of her curses after I warn her. Instead, I fall into a swift rhythm. Right, left, right, left. Soon her curses turn to gasps and then muffled whimpers as she presses her face into the mattress. I stop the punishment and rub her heated, sore, flesh. "Are you ready to talk?"
• I feel her stiffen beneath me. She's clearly battling with herself. Her ass is already a beautiful shade of pink and yet she continues to deliberately disobey me. "Go to hell." She says through clenched teeth.
• I can't help but smile. My little American has fire. I start spanking again and she begins to thrash and struggle. "No! Please! Stop!" She whines as she tries to avoid my punishing blows. "I'm sorry! Please!"
• I smooth my palm over her firm globes. "Do you know why you are being punished, Annie?"
• She lets out a small sob. "Because you're sadistic!"
• "Is that really your answer?" I places my hand on her right cheek and squeeze the punished flesh in warning.
• Annie whimpers and shakes her head. "No... I'm being p-punished for breaking your rules."
• I smile triumphantly and if she saw it, she would've slapped me. "What else?"
• "F-for not k-knocking." I squeeze a little harder in warning and she squeaks. "A-and for running!" She rushes out.
• "Correct." I start to rub some of the pain away in reward for her answers. "Now, we are almost done here My Little American, but I won't hesitate to warm your ass in the future. Do you understand?"
• "Yes." Her voice is small.
• "Yes, What?" I prompt.
• She pauses for a moment to think, wondering what I want from her, until she remembers. "Yes...sir."
• I prefer Master, but we'll get there eventually.
• "Good girl." I raise my palm and fall back into the same rhythm as before. I feel the heat radiating off her flesh. Her ass is a dark shade of pink when I'm satisfied with this part of her punishment.
• When I begin to spank her American thighs, she starts to protest. "I'm sorry! Please! I'm sorry!" Annie continues to cry and plead as I finish turning her creamy pale thighs from white to pink. Satisfied, I lift her up and sit her on my lap. She winces as her punished behind makes contact with my thighs. I expect her to jump off me, scream in my face, hit me even, but she does none of those things. No, what My Little American does next shocks me.
• She flings her arms around my neck and sobs into my chest. "I-I'm sorry! I'm s-sorry your h-Highness!"
• This was the last thing I expected but I welcome it and begin rubbing circles in her back and stroking her hair as she sobs. "Shh... shh... it's alright Little American.. all is forgiven..." She sniffles and hiccups. Damn, she's fucking adorable.
• We sit like that for a while until her breathing slows and her crying is reduced to quiet sniffles. She slowly unwraps her hands from around my neck. "I'm sorry..." She starts to move off my lap and I wrap my arms around her tightly. I'm not going to let her get up, not yet. I want to hold on to her, to never let her go. I want to keep her in my arms, savor her warmth, stroke her hair and plant soft kisses on her nose and forehead.
• And that confuses the hell out of me.
• I don't do this sort of thing. I don't do romance. And I sure as hell don't do love.
• "Annie?"
• She looks up at me. Fuck. She's so beautiful with her bright blue eyes glistening with tears.
• "Call me Daniel."
• She nods once I let her go. She gets off my lap quickly and pulls up her panties and smooths out her skirt with a wince that does nothing but excite me. Just like that, she turns on her heels and darts for the bathroom. She closes the door behind her and locks it, leaving me sitting stunned on the bed