Robin, feeling suddenly cold, could hear April's soft voice through the phone. She told Jay she had gotten home safe and would be seeing him tomorrow. Robin gathered the blanket around her -- when had all her clothes except her stockings come off? -- and started to head toward the door. Jay's sharp voice stopped her.
"I told you to call me the minute you got home, April, not after you had gotten home, showered, and done whatever else." He sounded pissed and his voice seemed to have dropped an octave. "Do not keep me waiting again. You know what happens when you break the rules."
Robin froze. That was it. She remembered now what seemed to provoke him when he was with April. Anytime he asked her to do something, she would do it. But if she didn't...
Robin turned away from the open door, back toward Jay's bed, and slammed the door. Hard. He whipped his head around and locked eyes with her, a stunned expression briefly crossing his face before his lips twitched into his cocky smile. "April, I gotta go, I'll talk to you tomorrow." He stalked toward Robin as he tossed the phone onto his bedside table, towel still slung low around his hips.
"I thought I told you to leave, Robin." His voice sent a shiver down her spine, the skin on her exposed arms and collar bone breaking out in goosebumps.
"Well actually, you just pointed. You didn't tell me to do anything." Robin shrugged in what she hoped to be an innocent, nonchalant way.
Jay's eyes seemed to brighten further as he closed the distance between them. The look on his face was enough to force Robin backward until her back was to his door. Jay stopped with his toes touching hers and stared at her, holding her gaze. Robin instinctively tilted her face upward, foolishly thinking he was going to kiss her. Instead his hand gripped her chin in a vice like grip, pulling her toward him.
"Last chance, little bird," his voice, dark and dangerous, sent liquid heat pooling between Robin's legs once again. "Go back to your room. Now." On the last word Jay spun Robin until she was facing his door, leaving it up to her to open it and walk back to her room.
Robin steadied her trembling legs, took a deep breath, and turned back toward the interior of the room. "N-No," she breathed.
"What?"
"I said...no." She squared her shoulders and, holding her breath, dropped the blanket from around her body. The chilly air from the room rushed around her making her shiver, her nipples hardening to a point they almost ached.
Jay stilled for almost a moment before he was on her, hand fisted in her hair, pulling her toward his bed. Once there he pushed her, face down, onto his bed. Again, it occurred to Robin like a surprise that she was still only wearing her stockings. Feeling a flush of self-consciousness she tried to turn over and get off the bed, but Jay had climbed up behind her and now straddled her legs, a hand between her shoulder blades, holding her down.
He leaned down until his lips were hovering right next to her ear, "Oh no, little bird, you made your choice."
Robin whimpered right before his free hand connected with her bare ass with a loud smack. Shocked, Robin barely registered the pain before he spanked her again. By the third time, Robin could feel her ass had reddened and a hot, stinging pain began to bloom across her pale soft skin. The fourth slap had Robin's hands fisting into Jay's sheets, and not entirely from pain. Now she understood. Now she knew why April pushed his buttons on purpose some nights. Knowing at least a 5th was coming, Robin bit down on a ruffle of sheets in front of her, muffling the half scream half moan that ripped from her throat.
Robin opened her eyes while they were nearly buried into the sheets. She could see a slight stain and knew exactly what it was. April was here earlier. And Jay did not have time to wash his sheets after she left. He jumped right in the shower. Robin's face was inches away from where April came earlier in the night. She wanted to cum in the same spot but did not want Jay to pick up on what she was doing. She tried to turn over, so her ass wasn't in the air anymore. Jay had other plans.
As Robin tried to turn over, he grabbed her by the hips to hold her in place. His anger building. He got that from his father, but he didn't let it get out of control like he did. But with Robin it was different. They did not establish a safe word, nor did they specify boundaries. 'Am I really punishing her right now? How far am I willing to go?' Jay slapped her ass a 6th time. He knew that she had never been spanked before like this. So, he knew after this one, he would be done. She would have to start to listen to him.
The 6th one hit Robin and she cried out in pleasure. She could feel where each slap had hit her. She wanted Jay to be gentler, but she also wanted all that he could give. "Please. No more. I will listen."
Jay stands straight up. He looks over Robin. Her ass is beat red. The sheets are clenched in her hands. Her face is buried in the bed. He runs his hands over his face, trying to determine where he should take this. "Turn over. Sit up and get comfy. We need to talk."
Robin takes a moment but not too long. She doesn't want any more spanking. She shifts her weight and starts to sit up. As soon as her ass touches the bed, she feels the heat and the pain. She powers through it and sits up against the headboard. She looks down at the stain and moves over to it, so her ass is on top of it. She keeps her head down and does not make eye contact with Jay. She doesn't want him to see the tears starting in her eyes. The tears aren't from the spanking, but from sitting down. Her ass is on fire now.
"Robin. We need to talk."
"Okay."
"We need to set up boundaries and ground rules. What are you hoping to get out of this? How far do you want it to go?"
"I want you to fuck me like you fuck April." Robin kept her head down but was starting to gain confidence again.
Jay knew this was going to happen. He wanted to for so long. But now it was going to happen. "We need a safe word. I should have set up one before I spanked you, but you flipped the switch in me too soon."
