Chapter 10. Punishment

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Kyrah
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Saturday 2:14 a.m.

There stood an angry Tariq in my door frame. He came in and nearly slammed the door.

"You're gonna wake up your mom. What's your problem?" I whisper-yelled.

"You. Who the fuck was that you left out the club with?" He was clenching his jaw and balling up his fists.

"None of your business. Do you see me asking you about all the girls you bring in and out of here? Nope. Stop worrying about me before you start to piss me off Tariq foreal." I tell him straightforward.

"I told you when I get home it ain't gonna be pretty lil ma."

"You don't control me! You don't even fucking like me. You disrespect me all the time. You just don't like when you see people giving me respect like the human being I am, that's all. Get the fuck out."

A/n: yalll this is where it gets prettyyyyy weird.

"Alright. Since you don't believe me then ima show you." He said.

"Bend over." He tells me.

"What? No I'm not doing that-"

"It's only gonna get worse if you don't do what the fuck I tell you to do." I could tell he was mad because his vein was about to pop out from the side of his head. The energies he was sending was making me a little fearful, but also curious as what he was about to do.

I feel like if I don't do what he says then he's right...it might get worse.

I bent over but since my robe was kind of short I made sure to have the cover around me. "Take the cover off."

"But my robe is-"

"Take the cover off." He said more low and sternly.

Okay now I'm getting scared. What is he trying to do?

I removed the covers and felt all of the cold hair hit my butt cheeks. It doesn't make it any better at what kind of panties I'm wearing either. I feel so exposed and I just want to cover up.

I felt a stinging sensation on my ass and let out a yelp. Tariq had his belt in his hand. "Don't scream." He demanded.

With each hit I nearly wanted to cry. This shit fucking hurts. But it's weird because....low key.....very low key....I'm getting a little turned on.

"I bet not see you talking to any more niggas. You belong to me and I don't give a fuck what you got to say about that."

I know my ass is probably red as fuck from all the strikes he was giving it. I don't belong to him, I'm not his damn property. "Who you belong to?" He asked me. I kept my mouth shut.

He gave me another hard strike with his belt. I screamed but quickly covered my mouth. "Who the fuck you belong to ma?"

"You I belong to you. Please stop." I begged. I can't take any more belt strikes. I'm not gonna be able to sit down properly for a whole 2 weeks after this.

"This ass right here is mine too. So don't give that shit up to nobody else." He said as he caressed my butt cheeks. He walked out the room and I was just left in a very shock state.

What the fuck did I just go through?

A/n: I know that shit was weird lol. At first I was gonna make them have sex but sex ain't really punishing nobody๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿพ so I made him spank her. Spanking ain't all that bad...it also can be a part of sex so๐Ÿคธ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ Kyrah really just sat there and let that man spank her tho...das crazy. I think she was enjoying it๐Ÿค
Short chapter and I apologize. I'll make it up later today.
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November 30, 2019

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