Help her learn her lesson

“Well I would like to help you,” you say and sit down next to Candy, “but unfortunately I can’t. After the horrible things you did to my girlfriend, my honor forbids it. It’s impossible.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Candy asks angry and pulls on her bounds, “fuck you! Those were just a few silly pranks.”

“Shame on you,” you say and without warning, you slap Candy hard across her naked ass, “You behaved like a brat. You should be apologizing.”

“I did apologize,” Candy defends herself, “I begged her to forgive me while she and her friends tied me up.”

“Liar,” you say and slap her ass again, “you only begged them not to punish you. You don‘t regret your misbehavior but I'll make sure you will. It’s a man's right to fight for his girlfriend's honor.”

“Stop spanking my ass!” Candy demands, “I’m not a naughty schoolgirl from an old porno.”

“Make me,” you say mockingly as you smack her ass again, “if you really want me to stop you could do it.”

“And how am I supposed to do that?” Candy asks and pulls on her bounds, “I can’t move and …”

You grow tired of her complaints and silence her by another hard slap across her butt cheeks. Then you grab a hand full of her firm, soft pink butt and knead it to make the pain more intense.

“S-stop it!” Candy cries, “I'll tell Jenny if you spank me again.”

“A tattletale and a brat... telling my girlfriend that I defended her honor?” you ask sinisterly, “yes, please do so. She'll thank me and you'll end up naked in the shower next time.”

“Next time I'll fight back and use Jenny's ass for drummer training,” Candy cries angry, “And as for you, I can promise you that I …”

Having enough of her empty threads you grab the gag that the girls had used before and stuff it back in her mouth. Immediately she cries out angrily but much she's quieter than before.

“Your backtalk is annoying,” you explain and grab Candy's ass, “now, if you'll excuse me, please. My hands have a date with your ass cheeks.”

Ignoring Candy's muffled complaints, you reach out and smack her ass again. Candy's screams are not loud enough to alarm anybody outside this room. You don’t waste time and spank her again. Every time your hand meets her ass it makes a loud smack and grows redder. You only stop when you want to check the color of Candy's ass. You're not really looking for a specific color but you enjoy admiring your handiwork.

After around ten minutes you decide it’s too risky to continue. The first members of the basketball team could arrive soon and Candy's sweet ass is already as red as a cherry. You caress her butt and feel its warmth. Her pussy also is wet after the harsh spanking session. But that’s a problem her boyfriend has to take care of.

“Well, that was fun,” you say and take the gag out of Candy's mouth, “now, do you want to tell me about your drinking problem? What's troubling you?”

“You fucking pervert. You took advantage of me and spanked my butt red!” Candy complains angrily, “and now you think you can talk to me like nothing happened.”

“I could continue if you want,” You say and gently massage Candy's pussy, “you are quite wet. I didn’t expect you to be a painslut. Do you often play the sub in naughty BDSM-games with your boyfriend?”

“Fuck you,” Candy growls seeming a little sad, “I … I don‘t know if I should continue dating him. I … I might have to move away soon.”

“You're planning to move away?” you ask surprised, “why? And where?”

“My grades have been quite bad lately,” Candy explains, “My parents believe I‘m lazy and irresponsible. They want me to go to a special school in another town. I want to stay here with you and Jenny and all my other friends. I've tried to do better but I don't understand the stuff.”

“I could tutor you, if you want to get better,” you offer as you open the first knots on Candy's bounds, “We all would help you improve your grades if you want.”

“I appreciate it Max but I'm not sure if it's enough,” Candy answers and stands up, “My parents don't trust me anymore. They won't change their minds that easily and even if I'm 18, I need to live with them. I can't afford my own apartment.”

“Why don’t you try to apply for a job over the holiday?” you suggest, “it would show your parents that you can act responsibly.”

“Not a bad idea,” Candy agrees, “but where do I get a job? Leyla might know some of her mother's partners who are looking for a secretary.”

“Maybe,” you agree, “Last summer I worked at Mr. Lenning's store next to the old mayor hall. I could ask him if he's looking for a cashier again.”

“Thank you,” Candy says, getting up and hugging you tightly, “I want to stay here with all my friends." Realizing that she's still naked she pulls away, blushing . “I guess I better get dressed and head home. I'll talk to you tomorrow about the tutoring.”

“Good. I'll talk to Leyla and my old boss and let you know what they said,” you promise and give Candy a last playful slap on the ass, “by the way, good luck sitting tomorrow.”

Once again, I've used grammarly and hemingwayapp to edit Orlog4's chapter.

The next chapter originally starts with

The rest of Monday and the following Tuesday go on rather dull. You chat with friends like always and watch out for Bandon and his gang. For some reason they are even more agressive then usually. But they also keep distance at you and Jenny. Well, that’s fine by you.

But I think this path could do with a few... minor changes.

Comment (please do comment and discuss in the comment section (I'm using AI to generate the story and I need ideas) or even this google doc if you have something more detailed in mind) on what you'd like to see in the not-so-dull-Teusday chapter. The plan is to have multiple povs in the next chapter, eventually building up to the ntr. There will be no sex scenes, but it doesn't have to sfw.