The punishment

She paced back and forth, biting her navy blue long nails. She decided to call him and guilt trip him into coming back to her, or perhaps taunt him with his ‘I love you’ or maybe the easiest option - seduce him into giving it to her.

She looked for her phone and found it dead. Shaking her head at herself, she plugged her mobile to a charger and switched it on.

But then she remembered what she said yesterday, ‘Think about it and if you decide you don’t want it, I will understand. I promise I’ll understand, I promise’ and dropped the phone from her hands.

“I can’t go back on my word; I can’t cheat him like that. I promised to understand, and I will have to” she whispered to herself and switched off her phone again.

Exhausted with the continuous self-criticism in her head, she collapsed on the floor.


Vansh arrived in the office at 4 in the evening, his hair messy and tie out of place. He walked straight to his office, and the moment he stepped inside, he shut the door and relaxing his head on it, he closed his eyes and called, “Shreya”

When he received nothing but silence, he called again, a little louder than before, “Shreya baby” but got no answer.

He turned around to look for her, imagining her sitting in her table trying to stop herself from laughing at the cheeky behaviour but what he found confused and angered him at the same time.

Her table was missing and the office didn’t have any signs of her.

He stomped out of the room and screamed at the first person he met, a timid looking guy with natural curls, “Where the fuck is she?”

At the confused but frightful expression on his face, he asked again, a little softer, “Where is my assistant?”

“She.. um.. she is there.” He pointed to his left and added, “She shifted her table in the common room this morning”

“With whose fucking permission?” he shouted, and passing him brisk walked into the common room. The room was large and filled with tiny cubicles where hundreds of employees were working.

His eyes roamed over everyone and landed on the one he wanted. Nostrils flaring he walked up to her and roughly grabbing her hand pulled her with him.

He pulled her into his office and slammed the door shut. Turning towards her, he narrowed his eyes and walked closer to her.

“Why the fuck did you shift out there?” he shouted and she flinched. His eyes were red and his fists were clenching, his nostrils were flared and he looked huge so close to her small body.

“I.. I thought you didn’t want me anymore, and I said that I’d understand yesterday and..” she said meekly but stopped when he punched his fist on the wall to his right.

“You are fucking unbelievable” he groaned and pulling her along he sat on his chair and laid her face down on his thighs. Pulling her dress up to her waist, he rolled her panties down and stroked her bare ass with his perfect fingers.

He hit her on her right cheek, hard and she jerked on his lap.

He asked, “What did I tell you yesterday?” in between slaps.

“You…you um.. proposed to me” she said, moaning with pain and pleasure.

“And?” he asked and smacked her delectable ass again.

“You said you loved me” she added, moaning and breathing heavily.

“Yes and what did you do?” he asked and smacked hard on her wet folds.

She jerked forward and tried turning around but he held her in place. She moaned his name and answered, “I denied”

“Do not fucking lie” he shouted and hit her hard on her red-ing flesh.

“I said you don’t love me and… and.. you are in a delusion” she screamed back.

He stroked her ass, bent down to kiss her cheek and placed a small peck on her little dark hole.

“So I believe it’s in my right to punish you for not believing me, yes?”

“Yes” she answered.

“You’ll also have to be punished for jumping on conclusions and not communicating properly, right baby?” he asked sweetly, as sweet as the bitter gourd and without waiting for an answer smacked her once and shouted, “Answer”

“Yes”

“Yes what?”

“Yes daddy” she replied and took a deep breath in.

Stroking her perfect round butt, he asked, “Tell daddy how he should punish her baby”

“Anyway he wants” she replied, and moaned, “Just fuck me, daddy” for which she received a biting slap on her wet folds.

“Do not speak anything other than what I ask. You head is filled with bullshit I don’t care about” he said and stood her up.

He removed her dress and snatched away her bra, presenting himself the naked view of a curvy girl on shaking feet, watery eyes and red ass.

He sported a hard erection, the outline visible through his pants; but he ignored it and guided her to his table and pushed her face down on it. He put his legs in between hers and spread them wide, her ass cheeks were spread wide to give a beautiful view of the heaven in between her legs and the virgin dark zone.

Leaving her in this position, he grabbed two tiny plastic rubber bands from the drawers and secured them on her hard nipples. They pinched her and she moaned and when her hands automatically slid to her breasts, he grabbed them with his right hand and pulled them backwards, pulling her upper body along with it. He tied a knot on her hands with his tie and tied the other end of it on her left leg of the table.

She was suspended in a weird position, her body slightly tilted towards the left and her body weight placed on her core. The position in and itself was raising the desire levels in her body and wetness pools in her folds.

“You listen to me and listen to me very clearly” he said as he removed the belt securing his pants.

“I love you and I want to marry you; I get if you don’t love me but do not fucking say that I don’t love you or I’m delusional” he declared and hit her on her right ass cheek.

She screamed loud and pulled her hands but only pinched the rubber bands tighter on her nipples. In between the million feelings and the acute arousal, she remembered the many scenes she read in BDSM novels, so before he could ask she moaned, “Yes daddy”

“You are amazing and worth more than this fucking world, so do not fucking put yourself down. You will not say you are unworthy, ever” he said and hit her on her left cheek.

She shouted “Yes daddy” again and moved her body left and right to relive some of the pressure.

“You are going to fucking communicate with me and will not jump onto conclusions” he said and hit her in the middle of her ass.

She moaned loudly and cried out, “Yes daddy”

She pulled at her hands and bit her lower lip; she shook left and right and arched her back. “Do not do that” he ordered and she immediately stilled.

“You are my baby, so you are going to trust me and share your feelings with me. You can share everything with me except the bullshit about how I don’t love you. Got it?” he asked and hit his belt on right on her folds.

She screamed out loud and moaned, “I’m sorry”

“I’m sorry” she shouted and asked, “Fuck me. Fuck me, please”

She tilted her head around and begged, “Please! I’ll remember everything you said, please, please”

“I’m going to fuck you alright, but you are not getting any orgasms today nor are you allowed to get one by yourself. This will remind you to fucking believe me when I say, ‘I love you’ because I do. Even if you are nonsensical and do not love yourself, I love you and I’ll fucking make sure that you love the fucking amazing ‘you’ too.” He said profoundly and dropped his pants down.

“You’ll stay aroused today, work aroused, eat aroused and sleep aroused; And you won’t get your release until you fucking accept me”