Show this spoiled brat who is the boss here

With ten times as much power as Stacy hits you, you hit her back. It bangs loud as you smack her across the face. She stumbles backwards and nearly somersaults. With tears in her eyes she holds her cheek which is red like a strawberry.

"How dare you hit me?" she cries, "how could you ..."

You interrupt her brutally by grabbing her neck and **** her. She sees that she made a mistake by treating her like one of her submissive former boyfriends. You will not submit to a wannabe femdom who only dominates others through her father's money. You will show her how real pain and pleasure works. This stupid bitch will leave this bakery either humiliated or not.

"Listen, you spoiled whore," you growl close to her ear, "I am not one of your father's servants. I was so friendly to show you how to cook for yourself. But you retreated my generous offer by slapping my face. And you not only slap it, you slap it like a pathetic three year old girl. But I am tired of your behavior. If you don't learn how to behave like an adult, I will treat and punish you like the little crybaby you are."

"W-what do you mean?" asks Stacy frightened while you reach for the wooden spoon she just throw away, "stop it. The game hasn't started jet. You cant do this. I am too improtant."

"Tell me again when I care, " you answer relentless.

Then you sit down on a nearby chair and **** Stacy to bend over your lap. Stacy struggles and begs you to stop as you pull her girly disigner pants off. To your surprise Stacy weares cute pink panties with pictures faries and magic wands all over it. She not only acts like a little girl, she also weares fitting clothes. All her struggles are fruitless. You are stronger and you are in control. Then you pull down her pantys. It bangs loud as the spoon hits Stacy's ass. But her scream is even louder. You hit her again. Harder this time. Bothe spanks leave red marks on Stacys cheeks.

"AAH, FUCK," yells Stacy in pain, "stop it you bastard! Let me go! You can't hurt me. You will pay for this!"

You don't answer. You just spank her again. A spank, a loud bang, a scream and the ass gets a bit more red. You continue this a few times. After the fifth spank Stacy starts crying. Teares run over her cheeks. After the fifteenth spank Stacy stops struggeling and just claws in your thigh and clenches her teeth. By the twentyth spank she can't take it anymore. She cryes and howls like a baby.

"Stop it!" Stacy howls with tears, "I beg you, please stop. My ass is on fire. Please tell me what you want. I will do anything. But please stop hurting me."

"Well, I feel generous right now," you tell her and rub her red, hot ass, "how about you apologize to me and we forget about your little mistakes."

"Apologize?" Stacy asks unsure, "for what? For what should I apologize?"

"For beeing such a mean bitch," you yell at her and give a very forcefull slap with the spoon across the butt, "for beeing a immature little girl who lives her dominant part on her wealthys fathers expense but truly belives that she is a real femdom."

"OK, OK, I AM SORRY," Stacy scerams in pain and panic, "I schouldn't have tried to act like a domina. I am sorry that I have done such a pathetic try to dominate you. I know I can't cook and that I should have appreciated your help. I am sorry for beeing a wealthy spoiled brat."

Pleased with her answer you help her to get up. While you still sit you pull her close to you so she has to face you. Stacy is frightened because she awaits another hard punishment. But instead you wipe her teares away and embrace her. At first she is surprised and unsure of your actions. She even tries to back off. But then she feels that you will not hurt her anymore and gives in. She layes her head against your chest and embraces you too. You start caressing her head gently.

"I am sorry," she sobs and buries her face in your shirt, "I am sorry for beeing such a bitch. I will never do it again, I swear."

"Don't worry," you wisper, and let her go"you aren't a hopeless case. You just never got the education and traning you really need. And I assume your parents never gave you the punishments you deserve. Instead you fleed in a dreamworld whrer you are the only imprtant person. But now I am here. If you really want to change, come to me during the game. I will continue your traning. Of course you can also go your own way and try to be the femdom you thought you are. I will not **** you to anything. But I warn you. Never act to me like you did until now."

"I … I understand," Stacy says nodding, "It is up to me to decide. But … I have to do this later. I need some time. And we must hurry back to the town hall or we get punished. And I don't want you to be punished."

"That's a good point," you say, "Then go. I will clean up this place before I leave."

You look after Stacy as she runs away. You take the bowl back to it's place. But you decide to keep the wooden spoon. It might be useful. It's only half an hour left. Barely enough time to visit another building. Stacy must already be at the town hall. Maybe you should go there too.