Chapter 33: First Punishment
Jasper
Soon enough, our plates were empty, the food was deliciously divine and I enjoyed it despite the tense silence. Now, I wondered what was going to happen next. He stood up and cleared the table. I don't know if I should help but judging from his look, I stayed planted on the stool and waited for the next command. Once he was done cleaning the kitchen, he walked back to the counter and leaned down across from me, resting his elbow on the counter and joining his hands together.
“Look at me, Jasper.” He ordered after another minute of silence. I raised my head and my eyes landed into his dark ones. Did I mess up that badly?
“If you have taken a look around the house today, you will have noticed that I am a bit of a cleanliness freak.”
True, this place is cleaner than new. I am still wondering how he managed though.
“Even if I didn't specify it, I thought it was quite obvious that after you use anything, you should put it back into place and clean the mess you have made. And if you need me to be even more precise, this includes putting your dishes into the dishwasher and cleaning up the kitchen. Also, I had asked you to set the table for dinner, which I believed was much…”
“I am sorry.” I cut him off.
“Don't interrupt me just yet!” He growled, making me cower a bit on my stool.
“I absolutely don't mind you taking a nap as long as you have cleaned your mess and have done what I may have asked you to do. And also make sure you are protected and won't get sun-burn. Is that clear?”
“Yes, sir.” I squeal contritely.
“Have you at least thought about the idea of jobs? Or for professional training you would like to do?” He asked in a gentle tone. I am in deep trouble here again.
“Not yet.”
My voice is barely a whisper and I cast my head down as I feel the warmth of a blush rise from my neck up to my forehead.
“Okay..do I need to lecture you any further on today's mistake?”
“No, sir. I understand what I have done wrong.”
“Good, now I am going to take care of your punishment. We haven't signed a contract yet, but it should teach you a good lesson. Also, I will keep it light for the first time, but you know you can safeword if necessary. Am I clear?”
“Yes, sir.” I replied with determination.
“There is no real point of using your safe word during a punishment, but it is still an option. It is not meant to be pleasant, and you should try and handle this. But, if it becomes too much for you at some point, just use your safe word.” He explained firmly.
“Follow me now, it is time for your spanking.”
My dick twitched at the mention of spanking. Am I sort of a masochist? Even though I don't know yet what I should expect. He led back up and walked to the living room. I followed him sheepishly until I saw him sit down on the couch, his back straight and his body slightly turned to his right.
“Lay down over my lap and face down, your legs on my left side and your chest laying on the couch.” He ordered.
“Now Jasper!” He almost barked after nearly a minute of inactivity on my side.
I move to his left side and bend over his knees, my semi-hard dick is struck between his thighs and my ass is dangerously propped up, exposing for its first spanking in years. Although my backside is covered by the thin fabric of my briefs, I can't help the deep blush on my face and try to hide it between my arms, breathing in the nice smell of the leather couch.
“Put your hands on your sides, and turn your head to the left. I want to see your face while I discipline you, Jasper.” He ordered.
This is getting more and more embarrassing, but I comply and do as he asked. His fingers caresses and gently knead by ass while his other hand is pushing between my shoulder blades.
“Like I said, this is your first punishment. So, I will keep it light, it will just be a preview of what you are going to experience next time you misbehave. I am going to spank you twelve times with my hand, four for the mess you left in my kitchen, four for not setting the table and another four because you didn't think about your professional training as I asked you to do. Understood?”
“Yes, sir.” I mumbled.
“I will do the first six and then pull your boxers down for the remaining six. I am going to count for you now, but next time, you will have to do it yourself.” He said before his hand left my backside and came back with force on my left ass. Fuck, that stings.
“One,” he counted, caressing where his band struck. I feel it leave my ass again and come back to my other ass this time.
“Two!”
He goes on like this, alternating between my ass cheeks until he reaches six. This is not extremely painful but I can feel my skin getting warmer. Almost as warm as my face as his eyes remained locked with mine, the only moment he breaks eye contact is when he lowers my boxers and exposes my ass, which causes my face to reach a deeper shade of red. The spanking resumed in a similar fashion until he reached thirteen, the slap getting louder and stinging more on my bare skin and the last one landed across my ass cheek. Tears were pricking my eyes, whether they were of pain, shame or even guilt, I don't know. But I make sure to hold them back.
“Don't wear your briefs back on, Jasper. Go and lay face down on your bed now. I will be there in a minute.”
I stood up, trying my best to walk with the back of my boxers still below my stinging ass and go straight to my room as he instructed. I rolled back the comforter and laid down on the bed and then waited. Shortly after, I heard footsteps in the room and felt the bed sink as he straddled my calves.
“I am going to apply a soothing lotion, how bad does it hurt?” He asked as he pulled down my boxers further, freeing my dick at the same time.
“It is okay, it doesn't hurt that bad.” I replied honestly.
“Good to know,” he said jokingly, and I was glad to see his mood getting better.
“It is going to feel a bit cold.” He said as he uncapped a bottle and spread a cold liquid on my ass.
Oh my goodness, his hands massaging my sensitive ass make me hard again, but the fresh lotion clearly helps the warmth fade away. After a good five minutes, he pulled my underwear back up and asked me to turn around.
“Did you learn your lesson? Have you understood why you have been punished?” He asked, still straddling my thighs and catching my wrist in his hands.
“Yes, sir. I am truly sorry, I didn't do what you had asked me to do before I took a nap.” I said remorsefully, peering straight into his eyes and his look is so fucking intense.
“Please, forgive me.” I added.
“You are forgiven, Jasper.” He said with a little smile.
“Try not to repeat this mistake again.”
“I won't, sir.”
At least, I will try my best not to, otherwise my ass won't like it.
“Oh, you probably will, but you will learn not to.” He chuckled.
With that, he leaned down and pressed his lips on mine. I tentatively wrapped my hands around his arms and let him deepen the kiss, but it didn't last long. He slowly moved into my side, wrapped his arms around and pulled me into his chest.
“Sleep now, Jasper. We can talk more tomorrow.” He said as he reached for the lamp on the bedside table and turned it off.
The room is only lit by the moonlight and I snuggled against his chest to breathe his delicious scent. My ass doesn't really hurt, the lotion seems to have really helped. When I think about it, I believe that what hurt me the most was the shame to be disciplined so early in our relationship and the guilt I felt when I realized he was disappointed.
And yet, it was pretty arousing. I wonder if it will always be the case, but I don't want to dwell on these contradictory feelings. I let myself fall into a deep sleep, surrounded by safe arms I don't want to leave anymore.