“Okay…” I sighed and nodded. “I guess I’m going to bed.”
“Let me take a look at your work before you do.” He motioned to my computer. “I’ve taken all of your classes—maybe I can give you some pointers.”
“My—work?” I swallowed hard and looked at the computer.
“Surely you haven’t been up here for hours doing nothing…” He narrowed his eyes and his tone got firmer. “Chrissy…”
“I—I tried to work on it. I just got distracted.” I sighed and looked at my computer. “I’ll do better tomorrow.”
“I believe you will.” He nodded as I turned back towards him. “But—unfortunately, you didn’t do what you were supposed to do and I’m sure you know what has to happen before you go to bed.”
“You’re—you’re going to spank me?” My lip trembled. “I don’t even have an assignment due! I’ve got plenty of time…”
“You were supposed to be up here working.” He looked at my computer again. “Clearly, you weren’t.”
I realized that Greyson was right. I had fallen into the same trap that plagued me when I was in high school. Instead of working on my assignments, I spent the evening on social media—wasting valuable time. Procrastination had been my downfall several times. Even when I got the intense focus that a looming deadline could bring, I rushed through everything. It was never my best work. Greyson walked to the bed and sat down on the edge. He motioned for me and I approached. I didn’t argue when he slid his fingers into my pajama pants and lowered them. I wanted to argue when I realized my panties were next, but I was afraid that would make it worse. Once my panties were around my knees, Greyson guided me into position. I was bent at the waist and my ass was elevated thanks to the position of his knee.
“Tell me why you’re going to get a spanking.” Greyson patted my exposed ass.
“I—I didn’t do what I was supposed to do.” I sighed and closed my eyes. “I should have been working on my assignments.”
“That’s right.” He lifted his hand.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ow…” I tensed up and whimpered as I felt the sting come to life.
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“You’ll get this regularly if that’s what it takes.” He lifted his hand again. “When you have an assignment, that’s what you should be working on. I don’t care if it’s due the next day or at the end of the semester.”
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“Yes sir!” I squealed and bounced on his knee as the sting got more intense. “I’m sorry, Daddy!”
That word—Daddy. I said it again…
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“Your social media privileges are revoked, effective immediately. After your punishment is over, you will delete all of your accounts.” His voice was calm—like he wasn’t asking me to obliterate my life.
“What?” I looked over my shoulder. “Daddy—No…”
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“You need to be focused on your future instead of the past.” He tilted me on his knee.
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“Oh god! Daddy, it hurts!” I squealed and bounced on his knee.
“Are you going to do what I said?” He lifted his hand and brought it down in the middle of my ass.
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“Yes sir!” I nodded quickly and felt tears forming in the corner of my eyes as the sting turned into a burning sensation.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!