She said
"Iwakura….."
"Hai?"
She wakes up, still groggy from that meeting. A hand on her shoulder….
"So what color table-cloth did you pick? You know to make this all the much cheerier, Alpha."
"You want to go over my knee…?"
Lain's eyes snapped open, she was crashed out on someone's chair with a blanket thrown across her. Her clothes lay by the chair. She didn't think the floor had ever been cleaned , wooden and something close to pine. Looking like it stayed bacteria or dirt free simply because of the environment it was in. The chair was lower by a curtain.
Alpha looked over her, a left cheek looking slightly bruised. Iwakura looked at it then looked back at the ceiling.
Her eyes looked at the ceiling, painted light yellow.
"Why do you want that connection?" God asked
"People don't connect that way, they hate those that do. It is disturbing to behold."
"What cruelty you get, what anger a normal person would take out of this….."
A light pat at that on her hand. A man walks in with the same body structure as Alpha, slightly different from others and eerily beautiful in its own way.
"The wired never responded well to angry people, it is what those people forgot." murmured Lain staring at both. "I know what that bruise means."
She watches Alpha and someone else discuss a bunch of other stuff. Looks at the connection between these two, especially these two. Then looks off, the humming in the walls ( light Mahoney painted slightly like plaster) A sharp pain on the lower part of her body and she turns around, as quick as to make the motion itself look instant.
"He is like you that one…..he is not part of the sphere of the normal wired from earth" Lain looked at the Alpha as she said that.
As the stranger leaves the room, through a curtain by the door.
"You wouldn't be able to pronounce his name if you wanted…."son of God" is about the closest name you need to know about that one."
"And "sometimes" he is proud of his father?"
Lain got her clothes on. Slight adjusting and she didn't look all that bad and she sat on the chair.
"Bed?" from the Alpha.
"I am about to lie down….." said Lain looking at the bruise on Alpha's cheek.
"Don't hit me, if you hit someone close to me, you are hitting me." said Alpha looking straight at Lain
"I always liked that particular connection." said Lain "Didn't think you'd play the role of the angry father so well."
"Spoil the belt….."
"I will cry."
"Again…well just lay on the bed and just turn over." said the Alpha comfortably patting Lain towards the bed. "You got a day to figure out what you did and then your left cheek on your butt will look like my left cheek."
"It is perfect symmetry."
"We could do both."
"I like that connection but since you kind of have to feel my pain to inflict it at the same time…thank you but no." said Lain "Unless that is what you really want."
Alpha almost smiled as she wagged her finger at her.
"Inflicting…that is like behold, it is nice and it is respectful but doesn't cover your situation. Your honesty does you in in a lot of ways but it elevates you farther then you understand."
Lain's eyes remained remarkably dry through the encounter.
"A feeling like a spanking would make this much less unreal….."
"You are young and yes your school days behind you, not all of them but you can still go over my lap."
Alpha replied
"If you are to be my life, to watch over, as my creator father/mother then yeah. Makes more sense then I like to think."
"You still have done right by me." said Alpha "Just erase the stain on my cheek, I am not going to break your back or try to."
"So no eye for an eye?" said Lain
"My witness."
"My God, my friend and my father and my mother."
"I am not looking forward to feeling spanked the night after this one ." whispered Alpha.
"The way you refer to someone else in the first-person, that is a soliloquy?" said Lain "Everyone else would said Lain is looking forward to getting spanked."
"You haven't fallen." said Alpha.
"Did he fall? Or did he choose to be that way? That stranger…."
A night later as Lain laid on the bed head pressed on her pillow, feeling her butt smart. It hurt quite a bit, strike after strike and she'd felt that the Alpha could have kept going for a while.
Someone rubbing her butt as she lay there, about to pass out. Hadn't have someone connect, like someone was laying on with a heavy belt on her left cheek.
Not quite what she'd been expecting, things seem to dwindle out of focus. Someone helping her get back into her underclothes, passing out.
"I like good dreams." was what Lain murmured as she passed out.