Fic: Johnny/Anne: 18-Whips/Paddles
Title: Graded Paper
Author: mistress_britt and wickedrent1013
Fandom: RPH
Characters: Johnny Depp/Anne Hathaway
Prompt: 18-Whips/Paddles
Word Count: 453
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Characters aren't mine.
Author's Notes: Reviews are nice.
Anne sat on the leather stool next to his desk in the study as he looked over her paper. He was grading it, and she knew it wasn't perfect, but his red pen made more marks than she thought it should have. He frowned and sat the paper down filled with red marks.
"Come on it wasn't that bad," she tried, immediately regretting her words.
"Young lady, this is not acceptable!" he said as he showed her the paper.
"But I..." she stammered.
"But you what? I don't need any excuses," he said.
He went silent for a second.
"You need to be punished for this poor performance," he said.
She whined in response.
"Bend over the desk!" he ordered her as he pulled a ping pong paddle out of the top draw.
She bit her lip and bent over the desk, resting her cheek against the cool wood. He flipped up her skirt and decided to warm her up first. He used his hand and spanked her over her panties, for a good three minutes, letting the sting build. Anne whimpered.
"I’m sorry my paper was so bad sir," she said softly.
"I'm glad to hear that!" he told her. "Spread your feet," he ordered her.
She spread her feet for him. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down to her knees. Then he picked up the ping pong paddle and rubbed it over her bottom. Anne shivered slightly, enjoying the feeling of it against her warm ass.
"You'll receive one stroke for every point you have off" he told her. "This paper was worth one hundred points. Your paper scored a seventy five percent, which means you get how many strokes?" he asked her.
She took a deep breath. "Twenty five strokes sir," she answered.
"Well I'm glad to see your math skills are still sharp," he said and with that he began to spank her.
Anne whimpered and closed her eyes. After about the tenth spank she started to cry. He continued to twenty and she was sobbing now.
"Five more miss Anne, and you will count them for me," he said.
He knew she was crying hard, but he hoped that having her count, would help regulate her breathing a bit.
"Y...yes sir," she panted out, sniffling. "One sir," she counted, wincing slightly.
He smacked her a second and third time and she counted each of them.
"Two more," he told her.
"Four sir, five sir," she cried out, thankful it was over.
He left her there for a moment and put the paddle away. Then he sat down in his chair and pulled her to him, and cuddled her close.
Author: mistress_britt and wickedrent1013
Fandom: RPH
Characters: Johnny Depp/Anne Hathaway
Prompt: 18-Whips/Paddles
Word Count: 453
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Characters aren't mine.
Author's Notes: Reviews are nice.
Anne sat on the leather stool next to his desk in the study as he looked over her paper. He was grading it, and she knew it wasn't perfect, but his red pen made more marks than she thought it should have. He frowned and sat the paper down filled with red marks.
"Come on it wasn't that bad," she tried, immediately regretting her words.
"Young lady, this is not acceptable!" he said as he showed her the paper.
"But I..." she stammered.
"But you what? I don't need any excuses," he said.
He went silent for a second.
"You need to be punished for this poor performance," he said.
She whined in response.
"Bend over the desk!" he ordered her as he pulled a ping pong paddle out of the top draw.
She bit her lip and bent over the desk, resting her cheek against the cool wood. He flipped up her skirt and decided to warm her up first. He used his hand and spanked her over her panties, for a good three minutes, letting the sting build. Anne whimpered.
"I’m sorry my paper was so bad sir," she said softly.
"I'm glad to hear that!" he told her. "Spread your feet," he ordered her.
She spread her feet for him. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down to her knees. Then he picked up the ping pong paddle and rubbed it over her bottom. Anne shivered slightly, enjoying the feeling of it against her warm ass.
"You'll receive one stroke for every point you have off" he told her. "This paper was worth one hundred points. Your paper scored a seventy five percent, which means you get how many strokes?" he asked her.
She took a deep breath. "Twenty five strokes sir," she answered.
"Well I'm glad to see your math skills are still sharp," he said and with that he began to spank her.
Anne whimpered and closed her eyes. After about the tenth spank she started to cry. He continued to twenty and she was sobbing now.
"Five more miss Anne, and you will count them for me," he said.
He knew she was crying hard, but he hoped that having her count, would help regulate her breathing a bit.
"Y...yes sir," she panted out, sniffling. "One sir," she counted, wincing slightly.
He smacked her a second and third time and she counted each of them.
"Two more," he told her.
"Four sir, five sir," she cried out, thankful it was over.
He left her there for a moment and put the paddle away. Then he sat down in his chair and pulled her to him, and cuddled her close.