I slowly turned around to face what would be one of the worst punishments I had ever received. I froze when I saw Hunter sitting on his tall chair with no arm rests. "Not over your knee Hunter... can't I just bend over your desk or the couch? Please?"

"You really want to add more to your punishments, don't you? You will come get over my lap within the next 5 seconds or I will skip the extra smacks with the belt and add a 3rd punishment instead."

"Yes sir. I am just really nervous. I've never done something this bad before. I don't know that I can handle this Hunter..." I could feel the tears welling up again. I nervously glanced up to meet his eyes and was met with a look of sympathy.

Hunter pulled me into his famous bear hug, then pulled back, holding me at arm's length, to talk. "Randy, listen to me. This will not be as horrible as you are making it out to be in your mind. I promise we will get through this together and when it it's finished, you will be forgiven. At least, off camera," he smirked. "You are so strong Randy and I know you can do this. You just have to trust that I know what I am doing and I know the limits of what you can handle and I will never abuse that. Okay?"

"Okay," I sniffled out. He released me and sat back down.

"Pants down and get over my lap so we can get this over with Randy,"

"Pan..." I started and was quickly interrupted.

"Yes, pants off, you can keep your underwear for this part though."

As quickly as I could, I threw off my pants and got over his lap. Since I couldn't avoid it, I might as well do it quickly. This was so embarrassing. I laid there waiting for the first smack to come. It was the hardest to take. Not because it hurt, but because of the dreaded initial shock and sting that you are never quite prepared for.

SMACK!

"SHIT!"

"Excuse me?"

"Sorry, so sorry. It slipped out."

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

The swats kept coming.

**HHH POV**

After around 40 moderate strength, fast spanks, I felt the shift in his body from trying to escape to accepting the punishment. I slowed the tempo and began the slow, hard spanks and began the lecture.

"Tell me why you are getting this spanking Randy?" Emphasizing every few words with a spank, and continuing during his explanation.

"Because I attacked, owww, Shane. Knocked him out. Wasn't the plan, owww." He stumbled out.

"What caused all of this?"

"Let the Viper's character control Randy Orton's life. Please stop"

I found it interesting how he referred to himself as his character in the first person. "And what will you do if this happens again?"

"I'll. ... I'll talk to... to you," he cried out.

"That's right, my good son," enough talk for now. I continued the spanking, increasing the tempo and intensity.

Owww.. Please stop... daddy please... owwwiee... It hurts... please, no more.. I'm sorry... so so sorry daddy... please

"We're almost done, son. Just hang in there for me. Final 20, then you can rest for a little while," he nodded and started sobbing harder at this point. Partially from relief that it was nearly over, but partially in dread because the last 20 was no joke.

The last 20 spanks, how I do it, are the hardest of them all, but are delivered very slowly so that each is felt and it drives the punishment home, so to speak. I hated this part just as much as the person receiving it because as much of a hard ass I am, it really does hurt me to have to hurt others.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK "half way there. You're doing so good my son," I felt his body finally give in to the punishment and go limp over my knee. I finished the last 10 as fast as I could.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

Finally it was over. I quickly gathered his sobbing body into my arms, setting him on my lap, and held him tightly, whispering soothing words to him as he cried it all out. "It's okay baby. I've got you. Just let it all out..."

About 10 minutes passed when Randy started to stir and the crying finally stopped. I let him off my lap, as it was embarrassing for him, and stood with him, holding him at arm's length.

"I'm sorry Hunter. I'm so sorry. It won't happen again." He apologized, avoiding eye contact.

"Hey, look at me," he did. "It's okay. What happened with Shane is in the past with me. You still need to apologize and I'm sure it will play out in WWE, but from our personal side, it's all done and forgiven."

"Yes sir. And I'll apologize to Shane and Steph tonight."

"Good boy." I really was proud of him. He is such a great kid. Unfortunately we had one more thing to discuss. "Now, there is still the second issue, the RKO to Stephanie, but I don't think you can handle that right now. I think we will deal with that tomorrow morning. After that, all of this will be forgiven and forgotten."

"Yes dad... hunter..." he sputtered.

"Hey, you can call me dad. It's fine with me. I noticed you called me dad during your punishment today and I liked it." I smiled.

"Thanks, dad." He smiled and leaned in for a hug which I happily gave.

"Alright, come on. I'm sure Cody and Ted think I've murdered you by now." He just nodded and laughed.