This is the last chapter and it will contain non-sexual spanking.
Bella POV:
I stood up and made my way over to Dad's right knee. I looked at him for directions. I was hoping I would keep my pants, but those hopes were quickly crushed. He told me to lower my pants and lay across his lap. Taking a deep breath, I did what he said. He positioned me to his liking and pulled down my underwear. Tears of embarrassment ran down my face.
"Why are you in this position, Isabella?" He asked like he does every time.
"I lied to you about where I was and went to the beach at night which was bad for my health." I responded, my voice cracking a little.
"That is right. I will begin now."
That is when I felt the first smack. Okay, OW! He really wanted to make his point. Several smacks came down hard, some hitting the same spot twice. I yelped and started crying. If I thought I learned my lesson before, I am really learning it now. He didn't hold back, making sure every inch of my backside was well acquainted with his iron hand. I swear this must hurt as much as a paddle would. No wonder he doesn't use anything but his hand on us, he doesn't need to.
By now I was sobbing, wishing more than anything that he would stop, I didn't know how much more I could take. My ass was on fire. He mercilessly swatted my bottom with sharp smacks. I am sure my bottom was red by now.
"OW! Please…stop...I learned my lesson. No more lying!" I screamed, kicking slightly.
"I know you will not lie anymore, Bella, because if you do, you will be right back in this position." He said firmly, still not stopping.
I was beyond being able to talk now. I tried to cry more quietly, but quickly gave up on it. He then moved on to my sit spots and that is when I completely lost it, I hade no more energy to do anything. I went limp and continued to cry my eyes out. I knew one thing for sure, I would not be going to the beach again or break my curfew. I definitely wouldn't lie again. As I thought about that, I remembered telling myself this before. Always breaking the promise to myself. The thing is, I mean it each time I told myself not to lie, but time always makes the promise fade away. Not this time, I thought. Not ever again. At least, I sincerely hope not.
I noticed now that he stopped and was rubbing my back. He was telling me that everything is okay again, and I am forgiven. My heart felt lighter, even if my butt still felt like it could be used as a stove. I slowly calmed down. When I was only crying softly, he pulled me up into his lap, like always. I loved this part. He always lets me know that no matter what, he will forgive me. He held me tightly, rocking me back and forth. I had a tight grip on his shirt. I apologized again when I caught my breath. He told me that I was forgiven and he loved me. I sat in his embrace for I don't know how long, but somehow when I opened my eyes again I was in bed.
I got up slowly, careful of my backside and looked around. I left the room and went downstairs, following my nose. I could smell something delicious coming from the kitchen. I walked in and saw Dad setting food onto a plate. Hamburgers, praise the lord. I was starving.
"Hello, Sweetpea. I figured you would be hungry." He set the food on the counter, guessing I would want to stand. I nodded in agreement and began eating. He watched me shove my face with an amused expression. I slowed down then, embarrassed. He just laughed and started to read the newspaper. When I was finished I started to walk to the sink.
"Stop right there!" I commanded, turning to see him start to stand. "I can clean my own dishes. Please continue reading." I said.
He just chuckled. "Fine." He responded and sat back down. HA! I won.
The rest of the day I just relaxed. We watched a few movies and Dad even read to me from one of his books from when he was still sort of young. I made fun of his age saying that 178 is not young, but I guess younger than 400. He then proceeded to complain about everyone saying he was 400 when he was still younger than that. I said not by much, which led to me running into Edward's room with him on my tail. He caught me, obviously, and started tickling me. I laughed and screamed "uncle" and he finally stopped. I told him that i took it back, telling him that he is still very youthful and didn't look a day over 215. We both laughed at that. When it got late, I got ready for bed.
"Dad?" I asked quietly.
"Yes, Bella?"
"I was wondering if… you could stay with me for one more night." I asked. I wanted a little bit more time with him before everyone came back. He of course agreed and soon I was drifting to sleep in his arms again. I felt protected and loved. I am so glad I am more than just Edward's fiancé; I am Carlisle and Esme's daughter and a sister to all my crazy siblings. Yeah, I wouldn't trade this for the world.
AN: So this is the final chapter. I think that Bella learned her lesson about lying. On a good note, i feel a lot better today so i can go back to school tomorrow. Ug i have to get up reaaaallyy early though. Thank you for reading my story and please leave a review, it would make me feel even better :) -CullenGirl9397
