The First Time I Ran Chapter 2: Never Again, a twilight fanfic

Chapter 2

Never Again!

A/N: I have often wondered what happened whenever I read a reference to NOT running whenever Carlisle was ready to punish you with a spanking. I saw a lot of references but no story. So I wrote one last night.

Warning: This story contains spankings of teenage vampire. If you don't like that sort of story, please don't read this one then. I have other stories out there that may appeal to you better. I do not own Twilight or any of its characters, just my imagination.

He returned later and sat on the end of my chaise lounge. "Come here, Edward," he asked quietly.

I turned around slowly and faced my father, he was not as upset as he had been before, but I could see the determination in his whole demeanor. I was not going to get away with that little stunt of mine. I thought about how much it would have worried him for me to be missing for a couple of days. He would have been frantic. It would have torn him up inside. Yes, I deserved this spanking. I didn't want it, but I surely did deserve it. I hung my head in front of my father as I stood before him.

"I'm so sorry, Dad. I mean it. I really am," I sobbed truly feeling my remorse now. My shoulders shook with my tearless sobs and Carlisle was there in a second. His arm was around me in a fierce bearlike hug that told me how scared I had made him.

"Don't you ever scare me like that again! Do you hear me?" I nodded my head and sniffled, too emotional to speak. "I couldn't take it if I lost you, Son." We held each other tightly, each pledging our love to the other silently but forcefully.

"Alright then, let's get this done," he said with decided resignation as he released me and returned to the chaise. "Edward, please remove your trousers and come here."

I was trembling as my fingers removed my pants and I stood in my long johns watching him watch me.

"Get over here, Edward. Please don't make me come for you again," he said with a pained look on his face that showed how much he did not want to do that again.

I slowly made my way over to him. My breath hitched at the thought of the upcoming spanking I was about to receive. When I was within his arms reach I stopped and waited to see what he wanted me to do next.

He gently grabbed me by the arm and pulled me over his knees. I tensed immediately and he rubbed small circles in my back to help calm me down. For some reason it worked. As I regulated my emotions and prepared for his spanks, he spoke to me softly.

"Edward, son, are you afraid of me?"

"No sir, not the way you're asking. It just hurts so badly. I didn't want to get another one," I whined.

"Do you understand why you're receiving this spanking?" asked Carlisle.

"Yes, sir. Because I went to the bookstore without your permission and caused a scene and then I ran away from my punishment. I disappointed you, Carlisle, and for that I'm so sorry. I want you to be able to trust me and I'm afraid I've ruined that now. I'm so sorry," I started sobbing again at the thought.

"Shhh, shhh, shhh. You haven't ruined anything with me," he assured me vehemently. "Yes, you disappointed me, but once this spanking is over you'll be forgiven. Are you ready?" he asked ready to get this over with as much as I was.

I nodded my head, as I braced myself for what was about to happen again. Then he undid the flap to my long johns and I tensed up waiting for the first strikes to come. He did not make me wait long. However, he did not hold back anything considering he had already spanked me once today. No, this was just as bad; worse because I was still sore from the first one, and now my backside was bare.