My Punishment
Title: My Punishment
Pairing: Chanyeol x Kai
Rating: nc 17
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"Uhhhhh…"
I pulled the thick blanket over my head and burrowed deep beneath it, trying to escape the piercing rays of light shining in through the window. My whole body felt sore and achy, and I had a headache that made it difficult to even think. I curled up into a ball, trying to remember what had happened last night.
Memories started to strike me. I did something crazy yesterday. I'd driven to a bar nearby and I drank.. What I hadn't realized was how little alcohol it would take to get me drunk, and quite how distracting being drunk would actually be. I could barely remember the drive home.
A twinge of guilt accompanied the thought. I'm a member of EXO. Drinking in public is very bad for my image. Drink-driving is even worse. I wonder if the media caught me or the other members are aware of my yesterday act.. especially my boyfriend, Chanyeol...
"You drove home after you'd been drinking?!"
I gasped as I heard his voice, especially since it was accompanied by a sudden removal of my blanket. I lay there, wincing in the blinding light. My make-up was smudged and my hair was a mess, and to complete the picture I'd fallen asleep in my clothes. And now my boyfriend is looking down at me. And he didn't look happy.
"Chanyeol!" I exclaimed. Despite the ominous glint in his eye and my pounding headache, I leapt out of bed and bounded into his arms. He gathered me up, stroking my hair as I buried my face into his neck, pressing my lips against his skin. But after only a few brief moments he took me by the shoulders, and gently but firmly detached himself from my grasp.
"You can't believe how happy I am to see you," he murmured. "Especially all in one piece."
I gulped. He wasn't going to be pleased about last night. Maybe he wouldn't realize that I'd been-
"Drinking. Kai. That's unlike you."
His tone was light and amused, but something in his gaze made me tremble.
"I wasn't… I-I mean, I didn't…" I trailed off. Chanyeol raised a single eyebrow, and I bit my lip anxiously.
"you know luckily. me and Sehun wrapped it up to our manager and convinced him that yesterday you were home sleeping. and you didn't get cought by the media too"
Kia looked at him happily " really did you do that? thank you!!"
"Do you know what time our dancing practice will start ?" Chanyeol asked. I blinked, confused but relieved at the sudden change of topic.
" This afternoon, 2pm..I think."
"Good. That gives us plenty of time."
"Plenty of time for wha-"
Before the words were out of my mouth, Chanyeol sat down on the bed next to me, and grabbed my wrists in his unshakable grasp. I barely had time to let out a startled squeak before he had pulled me across his lap, one hand on the small of my back, holding me down.
"W-what are you doing?!" I exclaimed. Chanyeol's reply took me totally by surprise.
"yes, you did run way from our manager's punishment. but that doesn't mean you won't get punished."
Chanyeol took a deep breath and said "I'm going to give you a spanking."
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As I spoke I felt Kai tense up under my grasp, and I couldn't help but smile. He was secured in a lovely, vulnerable bundle across my knee, and I knew what I was about to do would help him to feel safe and loved, as well as getting rid of any guilt he was feeling over his thoughtless actions the previous night. I remembered my shock and horror as Kai speeding along the highway late at night.
"What d-do you m-mean?" Kai stuttered, beginning to squirm and struggle. I decided it was best if I remained silent. My intentions would become clear soon enough. I quickly pulled his pants down his bottom. He let out a startled gasp, and began to struggle in earnest.
"Chanyeol, no, you can't be serious! C-come on, Chanyeol, you're not my dad! And I'm not a child!" Chanyeol!"
I restrained the urge to laugh. He looked so adorable, looking back over his shoulder with alarm, his hands reaching back to try and cover his underwear. He almost did look like a child; eyes wide and lips pouting.
There was no need for me to reply to him just yet. Instead, I slipped my fingers inside the waistline of his underwear. They were red and edged with delicate lace, and I slowly pulled them down to the top of his thighs, leaving his chocolate cheeks exposed and quivering.
"Chanyeol! P-please! You can't, you can't, you can't! Stop!"
Kai's entreaties were becoming more and more desperate. I wanted to grab him up into my arms and reassure his, but I needed to wait. There would be plenty of time for embraces, but right now I had to attend to the matter at hand.
Keeping my left hand pressed down at the small of his back, I slowly ran my right hand over his pale bottom. He kicked and struggled, but it was easy for me to keep him held in place. I knew that the tension would be building to an almost unbearable amount for Kai, but that was part of the spanking. It wasn't about the physical pain, it was about knowing that he would always have me to protect him and make sure he understood when he had endangered himself.
Raising my hand, I lay the first stinging spank onto his raised cheeks. He let out a yelp of pain and shock, before flinging his hands back to cup his backside protectively. Calmly, I gathered his wrists in my left hand and secured them behind his.
I began spanking, slowly and carefully, watching his bottom begin to take on a faint rosy blush. As tears begun to roll down his face, I decided it was time to talk.
"Kai, do you know why I'm spanking you?" I asked softly.
"B-because I got d-drunk! And then I d-drove! And you're angry at me!"
"Well done," I purred, continuing my steady rhythm of spanks. "But you got one thing wrong."
"What!?"
"I'm not angry at you, Kai. I'm angry about what you did. And I'm spanking you so you'll think more carefully next time. Do you understand?"
"Uh huh!"
It was the first time I had ever spanked Kai, and I realized that I would have to restrain myself from giving him completely what I felt he deserved. But I still wanted to make sure the message got through.
"Alright. Stand up and fetch me the hairbrush from that table over there."
Gently, I set Kai on his feet. He wavered unsteadily.
"Go on," I instructed. Reluctantly, Kai picked up the hairbrush, holding it uncertainly in both hands.
"Bring it here."
As I expected, Kai hesitated. I gave him a few moments, and when he was still motionless, I stood and crossed the room in a few easy strides. I picked him up and bent him over the headboard of the bed, removing the hairbrush from his grasp. Again I began to spank him, this time with the flat plastic of the brush. As he wriggled I couldn't help but enjoy the view. I gave him a few more hard spanks, before dropping the hairbrush and gathering him close to me. I carried his limp and exhausted body to the bed, laying him down on his stomach. He snuggled up to me, his eyes bleary from crying.
"I love you, Kai," I said softly, kissing him on the cheek. A small smile grew on his face.
"I love you too."