Early punishment

****JACK****

Argh! The traffic was horrible. Moving like a pregnant slug.

   I fished out my burner phone and read the text again.

A70; She's at a pool party. All the drinks are spiked.

That last word was sending my mind in a frenzy. I wanted to fly out of traffic and get to the spoiled girl. She thought she could go to those fucking parties behind my back and I wouldn't know? Hell! Did she have the slightest idea of what I was capable of doing?

   I had eyes everywhere.

And they were always watching her in the shadows, making sure that she was safe, even if it meant from her own teenage world.

   I honked again for the bazillion time, frustrated beyond comprehension. At that moment, I didn't care if I appeared like an asshole. God-damn people, I was trying to get to her before some random boy dared touch her.

When I was finally out of that cursed traffic, I drove like a maniac on that highway. It didn't matter if an officer dared to chase after me, I'd be free as the air in a heartbeat.

     "Where is she?" I demanded from the person on the other end of the phone. I was about to break the golden rule of Shadows, never ask about the leader. Fucking beetroot! I made that rule. And here I was, revealing myself to the so-called agent seventy.

He had said the garage.

   That was the first place I had rushed to.

But was taken aback to the scene that laid before my eyes... Annie, busy snuggling and kissing with the one boy I wanted to stay far away from as possible.

Once again, the dark envious side kicked in. They hardly heard me coming, but what I didn't expect was Annie's reaction.

        "You!" She had said before throwing herself all over my body then kissed me right in front of Paul.

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    "You've been a bad girl!" I whispered pulling the covers over her chest. Her sleeping face looked so peaceful. So serene.

   While she looked a lot like her deceased mother, her brown eyes must have been from her dad, and the button nose that gave her this forever-young beauty.

Her curls were long and soft to my touch.

I could already picture her in her twenties, looking a little older and hopefully a little mature. But while she was still in this naive phase, I had to go all out to protect her. The world is too cruel to deal with alone.

     "I'll have a serious talk with you in the morning." I said before laying a peck on her forehead. But it lingered for about a minute till my hand cupped her cheek.

Slowly and stupidly, my lips travelled all the way down to Annie's. And without a care in the world, I took what she had stolen from me back in the garage...a kiss.

Either I was high on emotions, or she actually purred. It brought me back to my senses and once again, guilt overwhelmed my soul till I left her room. Al-right! A glass of vodka will do right about now.

             ***ANNIE***

   "What to do with you!"

I dared not raise my eyes, or anything for that matter. Jack was furious. He was enraged. And knowing that he had waited for over ten hours for this particular moment, says how deeply angry he was with me.

He walked to the left again, hands behind him.

     "You not only lied to me and went to a party, but also kissed that boy. And if that was not enough for you, you..." His words suddenly died.

"What were you doing with him, hm?" Jack halted and grabbed my chin to raise my face to him. "Why did you kiss him? Do you like him? Do you want to date him?"

     "N-no!"

It's you I want to date. It's you I like.

"Don't lie to me Annie, I have my ways of knowing the truth."

   Like hell you do with your minion that's always reporting to you about me.

That reminded me of the task that had moved up on my to-do list...finding that rascal that Jack had paid to spy on me.

   "I'm not lying!"

He let go of me, but my eyes never looked away.

   "Fine then. Get up! It's time for your punishment."

My heart immediately froze. "Pu-pu-punishment?" I stammered as a new fear flowed through the bones of my body.

   "Don't keep me waiting."

My hands shook. My breathing shifted. But I obeyed nevertheless.

  "Turn around!"

I pressed my lips against each other firmly while taking his every instruction like the good little girl I was.

   When I was facing the table and my back at him, a hand came on my neck and pushed it forward and down. "Hands on the table!"

    I said nothing, too afraid I might anger him more.

So there I was, hands on the white shiny table, bent over its edge and my left side of the face lying on the cold surface.

   Thank heavens I had thrown on a sweatpant after a morning shower.

Jack's hands quietly gripped my waist from the sides. They lingered for a moment, as if he was struggling with something.

   Get it done with!

I could try and lie all I wanted to myself, but deep down I knew I didn't want this moment to end. I knew he was about to spank the disobedience out of me yet I looked forward to it. I craved any incidence that meant more physical contact between us.

The hands on my waist added a little pressure. Then slowly, I felt Jack plastering himself on my ass as his hand felt my right butt cheek.

    There was no mistaking that hard part pressing on my left butt cheek.

But before I could pull my seduction game, he delivered the first spank.

  I yelped.

"What did I say?"

"I...you didn't aler-"

Spank!

I had to bite my lip to suppress this scream.

"Count them Annie!" Jack roared.

His hand for to work, only this time, he was spanking only one butt cheek while he leaned on the other one.

Jackson Raynatt. The hottest male I had ever encountered. The one that protected me with envy as his fuel...was aroused.

  And feeling his hard cock, even if it was over the layers of clothes between us, my center started vibrating, calling out to him. I felt myself growing wetter to each spank he delivered.

They were painful as a blazing fire, yet exciting as watching a new movie that has teased you for months.

      Tears filled my eyes to the pain.

One could hear the shrunk groans in every spank I counted.

The process continued till my butt cheek could no longer take it anymore.

    "Stop! Please!" I begged in tears.

"Who asked you to speak?"

"Please Jack! I won't do it again. I won't, I swe-e-ar!" I sobbed.

"You sure?"

I nodded helplessly. "Yes! Yes! I promise I won't do anything to annoy you."

The hand that had been assaulting me flattened on the scorching cheek while he leaned down to almost lie on my back.

      "Does it hurt?"

I nodded. "Yes! It hurts so much."

The heartless beast chuckled. "Do you need me to ease the pain?"

How would he do that?

   Curious and thoughtless from the pain, I gave a firm nod, letting the tears roll down to the table.

   "Well then." He moved away and off of me. "Take off your pants. I assume you have an underwear in there...right?"

Why did things have to turn out so difficult? Underwear? In the morning? He must have been enjoying teasing me like that.

   "Go lie on the sofa and take off these pants. I'll be there."

   I tilted my head to its full capability, stealing a glance of his serious expression. He meant his words. And what could a girl do? Disobedience would have me punished again. I currently didn't want any more pain.