Disobedience and Punishent!

It was almost eight thirty when Max rang the doorbell. She couldn't remember that she ever had been so nervous before. She had spent the whole day thinking about tonight. It had distracted her so much during her day job that she had almost crashed into someone on her bike on two occasions. Her mind had simply been somewhere else. She had contemplated what to wear and if she should even come.

She even had finished work two hours early to get home and pick an outfit. Normal would tear her a new one tomorrow, but right now she had other worries. She lost track of time as she stood in her room and rummaged through her dresser, desperately looking for something that would take Officer Jessip's breath away. And she didn't even know why. He was not a good-looking man, nor was he smart or funny or charming, but something inside her simply longed to impress him.

She had picked out the red dress that she had stolen from a hooker back at Sonrisa's party. It clung to her body like a second skin, showed off her cleavage and her legs and was an absolute stunner. But then again she crossed that out. It didn't feel good enough. Next she had picked a leather outfit. Red tank top, black leather jacket and black pants that were so tight around her ass that unsuspecting men had heart attacks when they checked her out. Then she picked out a trench coat and her best pair of lingerie, consisting of a silky, red thong and a matching lacy bra and finally even considered wearing pumps and the trench coat and nothing else. She'd hide the trench coat somewhere close to his door, then ring and greet him stark-naked and on her knees like a good girl. His eyes would pop out of his head.

But then her personality had gotten in the way and she hadn't been able to resist the temptation of challenging him, so instead of dressing up she slipped back into her work clothes: cargo pants and a short-sleeved top, sneakers and her favorite black baseball-cap. The thought of challenging his authority excited her in a strange way, she felt her nipples harden as she waited in front of his closed door. To show her defiance even further she had arrived almost an hour later than she had been supposed to be there. She didn't worry that he would break the deal because of that, after all she was here now...

Blowing a bubble with her cherry flavored chewing gum she looked around the empty, dark stairway when she heard steps inside. She saw how the peep hole darkened as he looked through and then the chain was pulled away and the door was ripped open. And the big cop stood in the doorway, dressed in nice pants and shirt.

"You're late!" Officer Jessip grumbled, not even greeting her as he gave her a strict look.

Max smiled back in mocking innocence and cheekily chewed her gum. "Want me to leave??" Cockily she raised one eyebrow and struck her trademark pose, her hip cocked to one side, fist propped on the other side.

Jessip shook his head. "That's supposed to be your sexy outfit?" he remarked, demonstratively letting his gaze linger across her body.

Despite herself Max felt a little hurt by his remark even though it was exactly the reaction she had been going for and she caught herself turning a little away from him to show off the sexy curve of her butt a little better. "Sexy enough to have most men gawking after my ass..." she quipped.

Jessip grunted, but he pulled his door a little further open and ushered her inside, "Get in here!" he ordered.

Max gave him a cocky smirk as she strolled past him, allowing herself to brush across the overweight man's front even though there was no need to do that. She simply enjoyed teasing him, showing him that even though he had something she needed, he had no control over him.

The cop followed her as she walked into his flat. Even though her cargo pants weren't designed to show her sublime body off he couldn't help himself but stare at that glorious, round ass that swayed right in front of him. He really had expected her to follow his instructions, it never even occurred to him that she wouldn't. But now he had to admit that he liked it, liked the challenge. A girl with some fire would make for an interesting night.

"The room to the left!" Jessip ordered.

Max stepped into what appeared to be the cop's kitchen. During her first visit she had checked every room, but after finding the kitchen empty she had left without further investigation. She looked around and found a small but tidy room. To her surprise a delicious scent filled her nostrils. She spotted a big, antiquated oven inside which a brown turkey was roasted. On the little, clean stove were several pots and she smelled potatoes, beans and the sweet odor of some kind of chocolate pudding. Her mouth watered as she looked at all the delicacies with big eyes. This was way too much for a two person dinner. "You're expecting someone?" she asked and turned around to Jessip, doing her best to cover up how impressed she was by his cooking skills.

The cop grinned proudly. "Yeeah... I figured if I am risking my career for this shit here I might as well do something to look good in the eyes of my bosses. So I invited six of the higher-ranked policemen in the right positions over for a nice dinner and I promised them an especially alluring waitress..."

Max smirked. "Do I look like a waitress to you?" she gestured at her work clothes.

Jessip sat down on a kitchen chair. "Well, I told you to wear something sexy, didn't I?" he asked and gave her a punishing look. Max shifted uneasily under his gaze. Then a smile broke out on Jessip's face. "But don't worry! I organized something for you to wear. It's in the box in my bedroom... They will be here in about half an hour!"

Max sighed, but smiled and nodded. If he wanted her to play his waitress she would be his waitress if that meant she would receive the information she needed. "Fine!" she said and turned towards the door.

Just as she was about to leave Jessip's voice stopped her. "Max!"

"Yes?" she faced him, her brow furrowed.

"You didn't think your disobedience would stay unpunished, did you?"

She shot him a questioning glare. He lifted his hands and patted his own knees. "Come here! Take your punishment!"

Her eyes grew wide as she realized what he intended. "You want to spank me? How old do you think I am? Twelve?"

Jessip looked at her with a patient, almost paternal expression. "The longer it takes you to obey, the harder the punishment gets..."

Disbelievingly Max shook her head. This was outrageous. "You want me to call you 'Daddy', too?" she mocked, overplaying her insecurity with cockiness. Jessip just stared back at her, unblinking, until she finally gave up. "Fine!" she groaned and stepped forward to lie down across his lap when he stopped her.

"Pants down!" he ordered, his voice unwavering.

"Come again?" Max gasped with shock.

"Pull your pants DOWN!" he repeated with a stern look.

Max swallowed. She glared at him before her hands slowly moved to the front of her pants, popping the button open with a flick of her thumb, then pulling the zipper down. Slowly she let them slide down until they pooled around her knees, exposing her immaculate thighs and royal blue bikini cut briefs.

"Those too!" Jessip grunted, his throat dry. Even though he had seen her naked before he could feel his heart thump wildly in his chest.

She sighed frustrated and hesitated for a second before she reached for the waistband of her panties with both hands and forcefully shoved them down. Jessip licked his lips when once more her pretty little cunt came into view. He couldn't resist reaching out and lightly running his fingers over her soft, shaven pussy-lips and was not surprised when he already detected a hint of wetness. Max shuddered at the touch and bit her lower lip, but did nothing to stop him.

"So let's get started!" Jessip said and gestured for her to lie down.

Max complied and waddled up to him, her pants around her knees constricting her movements. Then she lay down, carefully positioning herself face-down over her lap. She immediately felt the cop's hardon prod her into her stomach, so she did her best to shuffle into a more comfortable position. Jessip groaned as he felt her grind over his lap and swallowed hard when he looked down on that masterpiece of a round ass in his lap. Gently he placed his right hand on her buttock, feeling the warm, supple skin and giving it a soft squeeze. He spent almost a minute caressing her butt, stroking, squeezing and jiggling Max' tight behind, from time to time stealing peeks at the puckered, brown treasure that hid between her cheeks.

Finally Max couldn't stand it any longer. She turned her head and glared at him, her cheeks flushed slightly from the embarrassment of being **** into such a compromising situation. The worst thing was that she felt her body respond to the domination as her pussy moistened further. She begged to god that the cop wouldn't notice. "What the fuck are you doing?" she hissed.

Jessip simply gave her a stern look as he slowly but surely grabbed a handful of the girl's curly hair and twisted her head back, forcing her to look at the ground again. "Shut up and take your punishment like a good girl!" he said calmly.

Max swallowed hard. She briefly considered beating the needed information out of the bastard, but something kept her in this position, made her stay in his lap with her bare ass being fondled by the officer.

Jessip smiled. He liked playing this dominance games, liked how she acted like she was hating being submissive even though the wetness of her pussy was obvious. This girl was fun to play with. She was smart, feisty and the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on. He took a deep breath before he slowly lifted his hand high in the air and forcefully brought it down onto her left butt-cheek.

THWACK

Despite herself Max was surprised by the blow to her bottom. She jumped with shock at the sudden, spreading pain and wasn't able to suppress a gasp. Jessip noted this and grinned widely as he again lifted his hand and spanked her again, hitting the same spot, eliciting the same reaction, a jump and a gasp.

It was magnificent. The soft, warm skin, the ripple of her tight buttock and her **** reactions. She was a perfect sub! Jessip began to let the spanks rain down on her ass, always aiming at the same spot on the center of her left buttock, increasing the **** of his blows a little every time. His cock was rock hard in his pants. He didn't count the spanks, he simply let himself get carried away, giving this sublime behind a thorough workover.

After a few minutes her left ass-cheek was flushed red and felt hot to the touch. Her gasps with every spank had turned into little screams and she shifted uneasily in his lap. He held her steady with his left hand as best as he could and changed the target of his blows to her right cheek. The loud, slapping sounds filled the little kitchen along with Max' quiet screams. In no time her right buttock had turned to the same flushed shade as her left and Jessip began to vary his aim, spreading the hits all over her cheeks, right left and the center, from the tops of her buttocks to her upper thighs, not holding back now, slapping with everything he had. His palm burned and his arm felt sore by now, but he enjoyed himself a lot and had no intention to stop. It wasn't after over five minutes of spanking that he heard the girl sob.

Max didn't know what was going on. She was able to take the worst pains imaginable without even flinching. During her hellish training days in Manticore she had lost count of how often her bones had been broken when she was five and she hadn't even taken a break then. But now she was twisting around in this middle-aged, out-of-shape cop's lap, not sure how long she would be able to take it. She felt tears forming in her eyes and wasn't able to hold back these embarrassing sobs. She was crying like a little girl from getting her bum spanked. The physical pain, even though it stung like a bitch, didn't seem to be the biggest problem. What really got to her was the emotional humiliation, getting her ass whooped like some spoilt brat. Something about that was unbearable for her. She had never experienced anything like this. She couldn't stop herself and soon her tears fell down onto the old tiles of the kitchen floor. The biggest part of her only wanted it to end, but some primal part longed for more. She felt how her pussy creamed, increasing her embarrassment to the unbearable.

Sweat was running down Jessip's face. His arm was tired but didn't waste the slightest thought on stopping. The girl's ass was glowing bright red by now and was radiating heat. He listened to her sobs, enjoying and savoring every single one of them as they got louder and louder. Finally after almost fifteen minutes of spanking her took a little break, kneading and mauling Max' sore butt. He was breathing hard from exhaustion and listened to the girl's crying for a while, giving her a little time to calm down. Finally he wrapped his hands in her curls again and, while still molesting her bum, turned her head to face him.

Her full lips quivered as she looked up at her tormentor through moist, blood-shot eyes. "You want it to stop?" he asked in a gentle, fatherly voice. Max nodded, not thrusting herself to speak. Jessip smiled. "Then beg for another twenty spanks..."

Max swallowed hard and collected herself before she opened her mouth, but Jessip interrupted her "... with THIS!" His smile turned cruel when he reached over to the little kitchen table and picked a wooden hairbrush up and lifted it so she could see it. Max eyes widened with shock and the words were stuck in her throat for a moment. He enjoyed how her tearful eyes begged him, pleading for mercy, something he had not the slightest intention to grant. Finally she relented and with a quiet, cracking voice she spoke. "Please... please spank my... my bum... twenty times... with... with that hairbrush..."

Jessip's cock strained against his pants as he heard the girl beg. He grinned. "Fine! But you will count them out loud! You will thank me for each one! And you will address me as 'Officer'! Understood?"

Max nodded quickly and vehemently.

"Good! Because if you should fail we will start from the beginning!" With that he turned her face back towards the floor. "Here we go!" He raised the brush high in the air, then brought it down on her ass as hard as he could.

THWACK

Max screamed out in pain and fresh tears welled up. It took her a few seconds to collect herself enough to speak. "O... one... Thank you... Officer..."

THWACK

"OHGOD! ... T-t-two... thank you, Officer!"

THWACK

"AAAHAAHAA! THREEEE... thank you, Officer!"

She couldn't help herself. The brush stung a hell of a lot more than his bare hand. Her ass felt like it was on fire. She was a quivering mess, deeply regretting her earlier attitude now. On the other hand, she felt how wet her pussy was. Some part of her, some primal, animalistic part, loved it.

When she was at ten she was crying harder than she had ever thought possible, her words shaking and almost drowning in her sobs.

At fifteen she couldn't help herself.

THWACK

"OWWWW! Please... STOPIT!!! I can't handle anymore... please... I learned my lesson... Mercy, please... I'll do anything!"

Jessip held the thrashing girl in place without effort, she had tired herself out. He didn't say anything, just waited another few seconds. Finally: "F... fifteen... Thank you, Officer!"

THWACK

When they finally reached twenty he put the brush back on the table and gently rubbed the whining girl's dark red buttocks, giving her a few moments before he spoke. "I am very proud of you, Max! You took your punishment like a good girl! Now in fifteen minutes my guests arrive! I want you to go to my room and change into your outfit, alright."

Weakly Max slid from his lap and crashed into a heap on the floor. She looked at him, her face tear-streaked and nodded, a tiny smile on her lips. "Yes, officer!"

He had to help her to her feet, her legs were so shaky that she stumbled as he let go, but she caught herself. A triumphant grin spread over his face when she stood and her pussy was only a few inches away from his face. Her juices were smeared all over her pubic mound and inner thighs and he could see her little, round clit pertly protruding from its hood. Little slut!

She turned around to leave and when she waddled away awkwardly, not daring to pull her bunched up pants up from around her knees, he chuckled as he saw how she rubbed her sore, deep red butt with both hands.

"Oh, and, Max!" he stopped her.

Max' shoulders trembled as she turned around fearing she had made another mistake that would be punished. But Jessip simply sat in his chair and smiled at her, pretending that nothing had happened. "This is important to me! So if you mess up, this little session will feel like paradise to what will happen!" the threat hung in the air.

"Yes, Officer!" Max whispered hoarsely before she made her way to the bedroom.