Chap 5
What happened next scared the shit out of me. My Dad grabbed my arm and pulled me over his knees. I was surprised by how fast he moved and shocked when I felt him pull my pants and underwear down to my knees.
"W-What are you doing?"I stammered out. I was embarrassed by the fact that most of the gods could see me with my pants down laying over my Dads lap.
"I'm going to spank you, since it's obvious no one else has."I didn't have time to ask questions as I rocked forward on his lap.
"Ow!"I said, in surprise.
He hit me. He actually hit me and on the ass!
Smack Smack Smack
"H-hey you can't, Ow!"I tried to protest ,but they always got cut off by my own yelps.
Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack!
"Ow, stop!"I shouted, struggling to get off his lap.
Smack Smack Smack...!
His hand stung and to top it off he hit really fast. I couldn't help, but start kicking my legs when my butt got too hot.
"Okay, I got it!"I said, tears ready to pour down my cheeks.
When he ignored me for the millionth time today, I tried to cover my ass with my hand, but as soon as they touched my butt he started smacking them.
"Move your hands."He ordered, still hitting the backs of them.
I bit my lower lip and squirmed. My hands stung, almost as badly as my ass and he had barely hit them.
"You have in till the count of three, before I start spanking you with my belt, instead of my hand."
He's bluffing I thought."One..."
"Two..."My hands tightened.
"Three."My common sense betrayed me and I yanked my hands away.
"Good choice."My Dad said, landing a firm swat to my thighs.
I let out a sob as when he finally landed the last to my backside. He carefully released me and I quickly pulled my pants up. Which I found was a bad idea since my ass was sore and my jeans suddenly seemed way too tight. I quickly pulled my jeans back off, rubbing my butt.
I grabbed Samantha's backpack and started looking for the pair of shorts I had been wearing at the beginning of the quest. Which I knew was stupid since it was the middle of winter. I found them and I quickly slipped them on. They were nice and loose and not skinny jeans.
I shoved my jeans in her backpack, zipped it up and slung it over my shoulder.
I wiped my face on my sleeve, sniffling."I love you, Cedric."My Dad said.
'I hope you die of a horrible disease.' I thought to myself as I slipped out of the room.