Reluctantly yes (it's the lesser of 2 evils)

�Oh, ummm... well...� Jennifer had a feeling she was damned if she did and damned if she didn’t. �Well, yes. I do want him to stay with me.�

Paul inwardly gave a sigh of relief. His feelings for Jennifer rose 10 points.

She had the feeling she would have a much better chance with him than without. On the one hand she wouldn’t have any time alone but, on the other hand, he would probably have more sympathy for her than her father would.

�So if I’m getting this right, over the next week Paul is going to have more control over me than I do?�

Paul started to say something and then caught himself. It wasn’t his place to say.

She already knew that was the case but she wanted to hear it from her father. She knew the idea didn’t sound good but she couldn’t help but feel strange. Not bad, it was hard for her to explain. She hadn’t experienced anything like it before.

�And I know you said something about another spanking, how long until I have to face that one?�

�Not long,� said Peter. �I already told Paul I want you spanked tonight. And this time I want him to go all the way. He has been taking it much too easy on you. It’s high time you found out what a real spanking is like. I want tears and plenty of them. If he can’t do it, I will.�

�No sir, you don’t have to do that. I will make sure she gets a proper spanking.� He looked at Jennifer, trying to tell her silently that he wouldn’t overdo it.

Paul liked the way she looked but he was going to like even more, taking those clothes off her. He was going to do that himself. It suddenly occurred to him that with what Peter had told him in private, for the next week, Jennifer was really his to do with as he pleased. He had very mixed feelings about it. He certainly didn’t want her to feel tortured but on the other hand, she was going to submit to him.

He had read a book once where the women were slaves and were made to kneel before their Masters. He wondered what that would be like. Perhaps in a day or so, he would try it. Tonight, though, he wanted to hold her and touch her and other things of a more personal nature. Her father had told him to indulge. He said it would be good for both of them. He didn’t want to push himself on her, though. She sure was a good looking girl.

�Well, since I don’t have long, I think I’ll pass on any snacks.� She was getting a little hungry but nothing unbearable. She stood up and dusted off the back of her jeans. �If no one has any objections I think I’m going to head to my room. I’m going to read over some of today’s notes.�

She walked over to her backpack and slung it across her shoulder. �You can join me whenever you feel like it Paul.� She made the walk back to her room and gave her father and Paul a little more time to talk if they needed it. She didn’t really plan on reading her notes; she thought this might give her and Paul a little alone time before he had to punish her.

Paul watched her leave and looked at Peter for guidance.

�Go on, son. You know what to do. Take this with you.� He handed Paul a leather briefcase.

Paul took it and went upstairs after Jennifer. He knocked on her door and went in when he heard her tell him to come in.

He tried to act self-assured but he was nervous. She looked at him and he took a deep breath. �Your dad told me what he expected but there is no hurry. Let me lay it out for you. I’m going to spend the night here. Your dad is going to let my folks know I’m needed here. Then we can go to school tomorrow together.

�Now I do want to talk a little and then I will give you your spanking but first I want to undress you myself. That’s part of what I have to do.� He walked over to where she was sitting and asked her to get up. Then he put his arms around her and drew her in close to him. He put his mouth on hers and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips.

She looked up at him, wondering what was next.

He didn’t wait. He gave her another, more demanding, kiss this time and let his hands start to wander over her young body. He pulled her shirt out of her pants so that he could reach underneath and run his fingers over her skin. He slipped into her pants and reached in as far as he could go without actually removing anything. Then he kissed her lips again and moved to kiss the side of her neck. His hands moved boldly to her breasts, fondling them through her top.

Jennifer was surprised by how fast Paul had come on to her. She loved his hands running across her, it felt so warm and wonderful. She couldn’t help but feel guilty. She started to try and back away. Paul must have gotten the idea about what she was doing and stopped.

�Are you sure about this? I mean it just doesn’t feel right. Does my Father know about this?�

She felt emotionally torn. Part of her wanted to continue and see how far Paul would go and the other part felt like she was betraying her Father. He had always told her since she had started dating to be safe and be sure she was ready. She knew things hadn’t gotten that far but she knew they easily could.

Then it came to her. Her Father had technically given her away for the next week. Paul was the one who now made the calls. She knew if it was what Paul wanted, she would have to give it to him one way or another. She also had the feeling her father more than just knew about it but had planned on it.

She looked over at Paul and gave him a look that expressed she was sorry. �I had my priorities out of whack. I’m sorry.� She didn’t feel like calling him Paul was appropriate at the moment. �What would you like me to call you when we are alone?�

Paul was taken aback at first. Then he remembered that Peter had made it very clear that he was to go ahead and make her a woman. Starting with her first question, he said, �Jen, your father made it very clear that you belong to me for the week. I’m supposed to do a lot with you. And, to be frank, it’s what I’ve wanted to do for a long time. I’ve always liked you and you are so beautiful...� He blushed a little. �This is a dream come true for me. I know you won’t like all of it but I can make it a lot better or a lot worse for you. Now you know I won’t make it worse than I have to but I confess, I do enjoy spanking you. And I am going to do that again in a few minutes.

�But as to what you call me in private...� His mind suddenly flashed to the stories he had read and found so thrilling. He wondered if he dared to...