Spanking

Aiko retrieved Roxanne’s discarded belt from the floor and held it between her fingers. The smarts on her own ass had convinced her that this wasn’t just going to be karma but necessary if Roxanne was going to learn to respect authority.

Aiko picked Roxanne up by her hair again. Back to a vertical base, Aiko slammed her fist into her stomach, driving the wind out of her. She tried to sink back to the ground, but Aiko wasn’t having it. She redoubled her grip on her hair and hauled her to her feet before throwing her onto the back of the leather corner sofa.

Roxanne’s upper body hung over the sofa onto the cushions below, with her lower body over the other side. Her feet hung in the air far from the floor.

“Stay right there. Move, and it’s going to be so much worse for you.” Aiko went around the other side and pulled Roxanne’s coat over her head to cover her head again. “You know what, that’s not good enough.”

Aiko went one step further and grabbed the bottom of the black cut-off top. She pulled it all the way down her back to reveal the back of her pale body and the back of her BLACK bra. Dazed and confused after her beating, Roxanne could only groan as she hung with her bubble butt in the air and her shirt all the way up to the back of her neck.

With Roxanne thoroughly subdued, Aiko returned to the other side, fully intent on doing it just like her daddy did. She folded the belt in half and measured up Roxanne’s ample ass.

Aiko swung, and the belt cracked across the seat of her jeans. Roxanne screamed at the top of her lungs as the blow echoed around the room. Instantly, Roxanne’s hands scrambled for some purchase to heave herself away. Fully alert and woken up, Roxy realized the situation she had found herself in.

Humiliated and with half her body on show, she attempted to reach for her cut-off top to pull it down and hide herself, but Aiko moved in to put a stop to that nonsense immediately.

Aiko **** her fingers into the back of her skinny jeans. “Don’t even think about moving, or I’ll take everything off you, and you’ll be spending the rest of the night without them.”

Roxanne froze. “Please… don’t take my clothes off. I’m sorry.”

“Then you’re going to take your punishment, aren’t you?”

Roxanne growled. “Aaaah, you can’t do this!”

“Yes, I can.” Aiko wound up the belt. “Because I’m your babysitter.”

Aiko smashed the belt into her posterior for a second time. Roxanne struggled to get away from the belt, but Aiko wasn’t about to let go. With a firm grip on her pants, Aiko went to town on her ass with the belt.

“Owww…” Roxanne’s voice had faltered.

“Are you going to stop being a pain in my ass now?”

“Fuck you.”

Aiko struck her again. “Say that you’re sorry.”

“Fuck you.”

Aiko delivered another whip. “Say it.”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. Just stop hitting me.”

“Where are my clothes?”

“They’re near the stairs.”

Aiko thought about it. She didn’t believe Roxanne in the slightest. Getting her to leave the room would only result in Roxanne potentially disappearing again. If that happened, she would be back to square one. No, Roxanne had to be punished more to teach her a proper lesson.

“You know what, I think you’re lying to me. And I don’t trust you.” Aiko dropped the belt and delivered a palm to her already whipped ass. “What was it the Bible said?”

“The Bible?”

“An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.”

Roxanne didn’t have the chance to respond as Aiko attempted to weave her hand between the top of the sofa and her waist to get at the button on her skinny jeans.

Aiko was going to embarrass Roxanne just like how she’d embarrassed her.