Eyes of Dominance

It’s Thursday afternoon. Lily and I are cuddled up together on the couch, absentmindedly watching one of our shows sprawled under the blankets. We’ve both been home from work for a little over an hour, and Lily has already taken care of her daily chores. I snuggle closer to her, thinking about the recent improvement in her behavior. After her tantrum and subsequent punishment on Monday, she has markedly improved her attitude and has been complying with both her rules and the conditions of her punishment. The only thing she’s predictably whined about every night is writing her lines, but even that she has done without much fanfare after some firm words.

Yesterday, in particular, she was absolutely impeccable. I came home to a spotless abode, she took to her lines with minimal complaining, and she even took her daily edging without much attitude. I squeeze her tighter in my arms, happy that she seems to be taking her punishment seriously.

Lily, by comparison, seems somewhat distracted at the moment. Though she’s been nothing but sweet to me since greeting me at the door, and did her chores immediately upon coming home, her attention seems to be as much on her phone as it is our show. In addition, she’s been occasionally shooting me a look that’s somewhere between inquisitive and anxious. During a commercial, I turn towards her and decide to ask about it.

“Everything okay, sweetheart? Something up?“

Lily jolts at the question, before smiling adorably at me. "Oh, yeah everything’s fine.” She kisses me quickly, before glancing downwards, a strange nervous tension creeping into the room.

“Soooooooo” she starts with a questioning tone, “You know how I’ve been extra super good the past few days?”

I nod, put a little on guard by the leading question. “You certainly have been, princess. I’m very proud of how well you’ve been doing.”

She gives me that adorable smile again, before continuing. “I’m glad you think so too. I’ve been working so hard the past few days, after what happened on Monday, and I’ve been behaving so well…”

I nod again, smiling warily this time. Everything she’s saying is true, but my intuition screams at me that something is amiss.

“I really think I’ve learned my lesson, sir, and I’m sorry I broke the rules last weekend. I promise I won’t do it again…”

I pull her into a tight hug again, and kiss her forehead. “I’m proud you’ve come to that conclusion, princess. I’m really glad you’re learning your lesson, and that you’re taking your punishment with dignity.”

“Yeah…” She smiles, her voice trailing slightly. A quiet, questioning pause fills the room.

“So, Daddy, I kinda had something I wanted to ask you.” She finally states.

“……..Go ahead, princess.” I say, suddenly having a bad feeling about this.

“Well, my friends are going out tonight, and they invited me a little earlier today. I told them I would have to talk to you first, and I’m hoping that since I’ve been so good recently and have learned my lesson you might let me have a little reward and let me go with them.” She smiles again, giving me those irresistible puppy eyes, watching my expression.

I lean back, keeping my features impassive save for a raised eyebrow. “And you think I’ll just end your punishment early just because of your admittedly good behavior?”

“No sir, but maybe we could postpone it for a night? It’s just that you’ve grounded me for so long, and I’ve already learned my lesson. I just think it’s a little unfair that I have to be cooped up here for so many days after already getting the point. So maybe you could let me have tonight as a tiny break, and then we can go back to it the rest of the week. I promise that I’ll work super hard at all my chores, and I won’t act up again. Please, Daddy?” She begs sweetly, wrapping her hands around mine, her beautiful eyes imploring me hopefully.

I take a moment to consider Lily’s words, before gently taking her hands in my own.

“Well, princess; I am beyond happy that you’ve been so good the past few days, and I’m glad that you are learning your lesson. However, a punishment is a punishment; you did the crime, now you have to do the time. Maybe in the future you–”

“I know, I know!” Lily interrupts, a bit of desperation and irritation slipping into her tone. “It’s just that it’s such a long time, and I’ve been so good recently, it feels a little unreasonable not to relax my restriction for just one night. I’ll be just as good the rest of the week, I promise…”

I narrow my eyes slightly, clearly not happy at being cut off. “First thing’s first, princess. Watch it with the interrupting. I don’t care how great or valid a case you have, you will present it respectfully. Second, a punishment does not magically end because you’ve been good for a few days. Nor does it end just because you’ve learned the lesson. A punishment exists to both put you in the correct mindset for learning your lesson, and then reinforcing that lesson so that the mistake doesn’t happen again.”

I fold my arms before continuing. “You are on the reinforcement phase right now. You messed up by disobeying me with your friends over the weekend. You not going out with them tonight is more than a fitting incentive for you not to make that same mistake again. So no, princess, you will not be going out tonight, or any other night, until your grounding ends.”

Lily looks down as she huffs in anger, then looks back towards me imploringly. “Please, Chris, I know I messed up, but this is way too much of a punishment. You can’t expect me to just ignore my friends when they’re expecting me.”

“I don’t expect you to ignore them. I expect you to tell them that you are unable to go out tonight. I can do it for you if you won’t, though I will also have no problem telling them why.”

She whines, and her eyes flash with a dangerous defiance. “This is fucking unfair, Chris! I do everything you want me to, do my absolute best to follow the rules, and this is how you thank me? What more do you want from me?”

I return her gaze with steel. “ I want nothing more from you than what you’ve given me. But that isn’t a magic ‘get out of punishment free’ card. Obedience is the rule, not the exception. My decision is final. You are to inform your friends that you will be staying home tonight, and to not expect you to join them again until next week.”

Lily looks like she’s going to argue further, before throwing a pillow onto the floor and storming off towards the restroom. I sigh and rub my temples, leaning back into the couch. I don’t take pleasure in refusing my princess, but it is absolutely necessary to enforce the parameters of her punishment to the letter. I groan, then and make my way to the kitchen, hoping that Lily will accept my decision and move on.

That is not what happens.

It is now over a half hour later, and Lily will just not let it go. Every few minutes or so she comes up with a new argument or approach, and every time I’ve said no. She’s gotten progressively more aggravated, and talk of a reformed girl having a small reward for good behavior has been replaced with arguments over the unfairness of the whole situation.

There’s a tense silence filling the apartment currently. Five minutes ago, a particularly profanity filled argument finally tested my patience. In response to yet another accusation of abusing my authority, I told Lily that enough was enough, and that should I hear about it again a severe spanking will be in order. Under normal circumstances, I would have already followed through, but I’ve been trying to give her the benefit given her exemplary behavior this week. Even so, the constant pestering has become untenable. After threatening her with a cherry red bottom, Lily hasn’t brought it up again, but unfortunately it appears the reprimand has multiplied her temper. She sits in the kitchen, pretending I no longer exist while she glaring intently at her phone.

I sigh as I stand up, before making my way over to her.

“Princess,” I start gently “I know you are upset with me, but this is for your own good. Don’t let tonight ruin all the good hard work you’ve put in the last few days. You can go out with them again when this is over.”

I stretch quickly, before taking a more authoritative tone. “I’m going to get in the shower. When I am finished, I expect to find you in the bedroom, stripped and prepared for your daily edging. I’ll make us dinner shortly after. Do you understand me?”

Lily doesn’t respond, instead pretending her phone is the only thing of interest. Growing more than slightly agitated, I grasp the bottom of her chin and force her to look at me. “I asked you a question, young lady.”

She looks up at me, unbridled anger coursing through her eyes. “Yes. Sir.” She seethes through gritted teeth.

“Good girl.” I praise, trying to lighten her mood. But instead she pulls away and goes back to fiddling with her phone. Sighing inaudibly, I walk towards the bathroom, disrobe, and step inside the shower.

I’m under the falling water about five minutes when I here the front door open, then slam shut. I quickly wipe the dripping conditioner from my eyes and step out, opening the bathroom door about a foot so I can look into the living room.

“Princess, is everything okay?” I wait for a response. I get none.

“Lily?” I call out again, then quickly turn off the shower head, wrap myself in a towel, and walk out towards the living room, trailing a bit of water.

When I reach the living room, I see that Lily is not there. I poke my head into the bedroom quickly, just to make sure she’s not there, and to my surprise she isn’t. I quickly make my way to the window, a vantage from which we can normally see both of our vehicles. To my astonishment, Lily’s car is missing. As if to confirm, I glance towards the end table that normally holds our keys. Her set is missing. I instantly grab my phone, hit her number, and wait agonizingly as the line rings. As soon as I here the voicemail, I redial, worry starting to turn to anger. The second call goes unanswered. I’m preparing to call again when I get a text from her.

“What.”

What. I quickly type out a response. "What do you mean, what? Where are you?”

A minute passes. A reply. “I’m out. Taking a drive to cool off. I’ll be back in a few.”

I stare incredulously at the message, before typing out my own with gritted teeth. “You will come home right this instant, young lady. NOW!”

I lean back against the wall, waiting for a response. When I don’t receive one, I send another message. “Lily, you think being grounded for a week is bad? You will be home in the next five minutes or you will be grounded a full month.” With that, I frustratedly toss my phone aside onto the couch and storm back towards the bathroom, drying off as I await her return.

I am pulling on a pair of sweatpants as I hear the door open. I drop everything and make my way right to the living room. Lily looks towards me with a look of anger and guilt, that quickly turns to a look of panic as I close the distance between us.

“Look, I’m–” Her apology is cut off as I quickly grasp her arm and pull her under my arm, locking my arm around her waist and forcing her to bend over. I furiously bring my hand down across the seat of her pants, a loud resounding smack filling the room, followed by her yelp. Before she can even try again, I bring my hand down as fast as I can, peppering her ass with my palm repeatedly. I don’t let up for over a minute, before roughly yanking down her pants and panties with one hand.

“WAIT! Stop!” She cries out, even as the familiar sounds of hand meeting bare ass fill the air. For the next minute I paint her cheeks red unevenly, too livid to find a methodical rhythm. Abruptly I stop, stand her up, and glare into her eyes.

“Into the corner, now!” I command, my voice low but dangerous. “I’m too angry to deal with you at the moment. Go wait until I can deal with you.”

Lily, face red from the abrupt nature of the spanking, tries again to argue her case, but I cut her off before the first word leaves her lips.

“No. Corner, now. Then we’ll talk.” I order.

Hanging her head in embarrassment and a hint of guilt, she shuffles her way into the corner of the room, wisely not bothering with pulling up her pants.

I run my hand through my still damp hair before going to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. Sitting down, I take a long, even sip, and concentrate on calming myself down.

For the next twenty minutes, I think the events over while keeping a watchful eye on Lily, her butt already bearing multiple angry hand prints. Feeling far more even tempered, I call her over to the couch. “Young lady, come here now.”

The naughty brat in question turns towards me, before bending to pull up her pants.

“Oh, I wouldn’t bother with that.” I chide. “You won’t be needing those tonight.”

A look of indignation mixes with the trepidation clear on her face. She steps out of her pants and makes her way to my side, stopping just within arms length.

“Hands on your head, feet apart.” I order, and after a second of hesitation Lily complies. I look up at her from my seated position, before diving right into it.

“Lily, you are currently grounded until this coming Sunday, correct? Yet for some unknown reason, you thought that it was okay to not only leave the apartment, but drive off without my permission. Care to explain?”

My princess looks at me with downcast eyes. “Look, I’m sorry, okay? I was really angry that you won’t let me out, and I needed to blow off steam, so I wanted to take a drive. I figured it would be better than arguing with you more.”

“Well, you made a good choice not arguing with me, yes. However, you’ve made a bigger mistake in deciding to drive off without even asking me. What made you think that was a good idea?”

Lily stomps her foot as her voice raises. “Because you’d say no! And I would have to sit in this stupid house, have you be straight up cruel and edge me yet again, and after I would have to just sit here and do nothing for the rest of the night. And then you’d come up with some stupid unfair excuse to beat my ass because you’re mad at me, and then probably spank me again for complaining about just how unfair this all is!”

I click my tongue, before shaking my head. “So instead, you chose to guarantee yourself a butt beating by breaking the conditions of your grounding. And you should know that I would never punish you without just cause. You may not like it, and you might not always see it, but I do this for your benefit. Yes, it is supposed to suck; yes, you are not supposed to like it. That’s the whole point of the punishment, to act as an deterrent to future bad behavior.”

“Yes, I get that, but this is beyond ridiculous!” Lily retorts. “I’ve already learned my goddamn lesson! I’ve been nothing but perfect since Monday, and you not letting me have one damn night for myself just shows that it was all for fucking nothing.”

I glare up at her again. “Evidently, you haven’t learned your lesson. If you did, you would respect my decision and not have deliberately disobeyed me just because you were good for a few days. I am proud that your behavior improved, but if it was all just an act to get out of your punishment faster, then you haven’t really learned anything yet.”

“It wasn’t an act. I wanted to be good for you… I just thought you might actually give me a small reward for doing what you asked.”

I smile faintly. “Princess, I am happy that you wanted to be good for me. But that doesn’t get you out of a well deserved punishment, and it certainly doesn’t give you the right to disobey or argue with me because you are upset, no matter the reason.”

Lily doesn’t respond, instead looking down towards her feet. Whether she agrees with me, or just sees no more point in arguing the point further, I’m not sure. However, it appears we’ve gotten to the moment of truth.

“Lily, I am disappointed in your actions. You argued with me for far too long after I told you no, taking advantage of my goodwill. Then, knowing you were under restriction, you deliberately disobeyed me and left the house without my permission. You knowingly didn’t follow your rules, and undermined your grounding. Because of that, I will be extending your grounding two more days.”

Lily looks at me as if she’s been slapped. Before the protest start, I continue. “Don’t make this worse for yourself by arguing. You know it is a fitting sentence. However, given your prior excellent behavior, I will allow you to potentially earn back one of those days. However, you must prove to me without a shadow of a doubt that you deserve it, and take what’s about to happen with as little fuss as possible. Do I make myself clear?”

She shifts on her feet, looking as if she desperately wants to plead her case again, but the opportunity to reduce her growing sentence proves to be too great an incentive, so instead she stares downwards as she grinds out a reply. “Yes, sir.”

“Good girl. There’s no point in drawing this out any longer. You earned yourself a long, hard spanking. Go to the bedroom, and get me the silicone spoon and the large paddle.”

Lily looks up at me again, her sudden dread apparent. Sensing her hesitation, I remind her. “If you want to only earn one extra day instead of two, I suggest you get to moving, little girl.” With only the slightest pause, she goes, dragging her feet as she makes her way to the bedroom.

When she returns, I’ve taken my place at the center of the couch. She hands me both the implements, averting her eyes as if to focus on anything else. I take the large wooden paddle and place it to the side, before brandishing the spoon. We used to own a collection of wooden spoons, most of which had the sole purpose of discipline. However, they tended to be on the fragile side, and after breaking one too many across Lily’s naughty bottom, I vowed to find a suitable replacement. That replacement came in the form of the silicone spoon. Same shape, but far heavier in my hand, and it seems like it’ll have a far denser impact. I haven’t had to use it yet, so this will be its inaugural use.

With no more fanfare, I pat my lap. “Bend over, princess.” Lily pauses as if to beg for a final time.

“You must really want to be grounded the two extra days.” I muse.

With a sigh of resignation, she slowly lowers herself across my lap. I guide her across until shes at fully across, then hike my right knee up slightly, raising her bottom into perfect range. I then tap her back. “Why are you being spanked, Lily?”

In a quiet voice, she responds. “Because…. I left the house when I wasn’t supposed to.”

“And?” I prod, tapping the spoon to her already reddened cheeks.

“…. And because I argued with you after you told me I couldn’t go out.”

“That’s right.” I praise. Deciding to waste no more time, I bring the spoon back past my shoulder, and with a swift arc bring it cracking down on her right cheek.

“OW!” Lily exclaims, perhaps not expecting the force of the impact. Before she can deal with the first, I bring the spoon down again on her left cheek, closer to her sit spot. Another resounding impact rings out. I quickly set into a steady rhythm, bringing the heavy spoon down with force roughly every half second, alternating cheeks. For the minute or so, Lily tries to grit her teeth and take her punishment stoically. But soon, the repeated strokes of the spoon on her already redden cheeks begin to chip at her defenses, and slowly but surely small gasps and whines of pain start to fill the air, her legs beginning to pump in rhythm with the implement, trying to throw off the mounting sting.

But I don’t let up the pace, determined to make this spanking memorable. Instead of slowing down, I switch up where I strike, hitting the same cheek in roughly the same spot five or six times before switching to the other one. As the third continuous minute of my onslaught starts, I begin with the lecture.

“I bet you wish you followed the rules now, don’t you young lady?” I chide, focusing my attention on her upper thighs for a few seconds.

Lily lets out a low, pained gasp, but doesn’t respond, instead focused on trying to throw off the building flame on her rear based on the sporadic flailing of her legs.

“If you would have just accepted my decision, we could be eaten dinner and been watching a movie together by now. Instead, you are over my knee getting a spanking like a naughty little brat. Was this what you wanted when you spent a full half hour arguing with me? Was leaving the house without my permission worth it?” I slow down, taking the extra second to strike with far more force and accuracy.

The first yelps and cries start pouring out at the change in pace. Lily desperately throws a hand behind her back to try to block the blows. I pause for a second, grasping her wrist and pining it snugly against her back. I then start back up again, focusing on her sit spots again. “You neglected to answer me, sweetheart. Was it worth it?”

“AH, oww, ahh, no, FUCK, sir!” She cries out, the punishing silicone stripping away her defiance.

“I thought so. You know, I thought your spanking on Monday might have been enough of a deterrent for the entire week.” I muse, resuming my original pace. “But clearly I was wrong. Well, rest assured, by the time I’m done with you tonight you won’t be able to sit until your grounding is well over!”

“NO!” She cries out. “Please stop! I’m sorry!” Her legs frantically flail, and she almost slips off of my lap in her desperation. I pause briefly, only to swing my right leg over the back of her thighs, pinning her legs down. Tightening my grip on her wrist, I hold her, completely pinned over my lap, and begin anew.

For the next minutes I blister her ass, showing absolutely no mercy as her yelps and cries turn into the first sobs and pleads. Her frantic struggling has started to die down as she realizes there’s no escape from the punishing smacks. Sensing that this portion of the spanking is almost over, I slow down again, giving a heavy stroke once every three seconds or so.

“Now Lily! When I make a decision, that decision is final. You are to accept that and move on, regardless of whether or not you like it. You will not continue to argue with me, you will not throw a tantrum, and you will not disobey me and violate the rules of an existing punishment. Do. You. Understand?” I punctuate the last three words with hard spanks to her thighs.

“OWW! Yes please, I’m sorry! I’ve learned my lesson!” Lily begs, desperate to end the torment.

“Have you now? Well, we’ll see about that.” I state ominously. “Stand up.” Taking a moment to catch her breath, Lily pushes herself up and off of my lap. She looks at me with tear stricken eyes, hopeful that it’s over. It is not.

“Bend over the arm of the couch.” I command. She stalls in place, swaying back and forth trying to work the sting from her cheeks.

“Please sir, I’ll be good, I promise…” she begs, wanting to do anything but lay over the couch.

“Lily, I won’t ask again. Bend. Now.”

With refreshed sobs she slowly circles past me and makes her way to the right arm of the couch, bending slowly as the cherry red skin stretches taut.

I stand up, standing my her head, still holding on to the spoon. “You keep saying that you’ve learned your lesson, princess. Well, now is your time to prove it to me.” And I hand her the spoon.

As she holds the implement in her right hand loosely, I explain. “If you have really learned your lesson as well as you say you have, then you no doubt understand that you’ve earned this spanking fair and square. I want you to prove that to me. You are to give yourself 10 spanks on each cheek, as hard as you can, and apologize to me after each one.”

Lily almost stand up at my words, turning her body to face me in disbelief. “You– you can’t be serious.” She states, her shock cutting through her tears and sobs.

“Oh, I am.” I promise. “Of course, it is your choice. Should you do so, you will only have your grounding extended one day, and you will only have to take six swats with the paddle. However, should you refuse and defy me again, you will be given the full two days, and have to take the full twelve swats I intend to give you. It’s your choice; surrender your pride or take a more severe punishment. You have ten seconds to choose.”

Lily wastes three full seconds staring at me in sheer disbelief, not saying anything, before her senses return and she starts begging. “Please sir, I’ve learned my lesson. Don’t make me do this!”

“You’ve got three seconds left princess.” I warn.

“OKAY! I-I’ll do it….” she sobs, flopping back over the couch defeated. She pauses, embarrassment taking over for a brief moment, before she flicks her wrist and smacks herself lightly with the spoon. “I’m sorry, sir.”

“Oh no” I interrupt. “That’s not nearly as hard as you can do it. Do it properly.”

She looks up at me again, her tear stricken face flush with embarrassment. “Please, Daddy, it’s too embarrassing!”

“Fine.” I sigh. “Then put the spoon down. You want the extra six strokes and the extra day being grounded, that’s your choice.”

“No……” she whines, resigned to her fate. Taking a heavy breath, she reaches back, and plants a satisfying hard smack on her right cheek. “OWW” she whines, kicking her leg slightly. “I’m sorry, sir.” A second spank rings out as she hits the left cheek. Another apology follows.

I watch in silent observation as Lily gives herself the twenty total spanks, only having to repeat that first stroke for being unsatisfactory. As the twentieth swat rings out, I lean down next to her.

“How does that feel, princess? Having to spank your own naughty ass for breaking the rules. Is it humiliating?

“… Yes sir…” Lily sobs, face flush red from embarrassment.

“Good.” I state plainly. “It should be. For how well you’ve acted the past couple days, it should be embarrassing that the first time you don’t get your way, this had to be the outcome.”

I gently brush her wayward hair from her face. “That being said, you followed my directions and did what I asked of you. If you did that earlier we wouldn’t be here right now, but for now it shows me you’re on the right track again.”

When I step behind her, pausing only to grab the paddle, it almost seems like it comes as a relief to her, as she sets the spoon to the side and buries her face into the couch pillow.

I decide to take some pity on her, noting the bright red shade covering her bottom, pockmarked by dark red rings where the worst strokes fell. “Do not reach back, or try to get up, and this will be over quickly.” I command softly. Without waiting, I draw back and deliver the first swat. The resounding crack fills the living room, and Lily’s anguished cry is only slightly muffled by the cushion she’s leaning into.

The second stroke draws a similar cry, and after waiting a brief second to wait for her to stop kicking her legs, the third follows. The fourth and fifth blows draw only resigned sobs from the contrite, emotionally spent girl. The final swat rings out, and Lily kicks out before fully collapsing into tears over the couch.

I set the paddle to the side, before quickly making my way to her side and gathering my princess into my arms. I hold her close as she sobs and gives the occasional apology, rubbing soothing circles on her back. We sit like this until her sobs slowly die down into sniffles

When I feel she’s ready to talk, I gently sit her up, looking into her beautiful eyes. “I’m very proud of you for taking that punishment as well as you did, princess. You are forgiven. I don’t want to have to do this again anytime soon, so try to keep the arguments and tantrums to a minimum, okay?” I tease lightly.

Lily doesn’t say anything, instead blushing in embarrassment and turning her head away as she gives me a tight hug. I chuckle to myself, deciding to let her talk about it when she’s ready. I feel her pull away, and as she does I catch her eye again. “I want you to take a shower, princess, and climb into your most comfortable pajamas. We’ll overlook your edging for the moment. Go wash up, and I’ll start on dinner, okay?”

With a slight nod, she mutters out “yes sir” and shuffles off to the bathroom. I take a moment to breath and reply the events of the last hour in my head again. With an exhausted sigh, I stand and make my way to the kitchen, starting on our dinner for the night. I didn’t anticipate the afternoon taking this kind of turn, but it was well worth it despite the frustrations on both sides. I will gladly do whatever is necessary to cultivate a healthy dynamic between us, and despite the day’s hardships I trust we have shifted onto the right track. Accounting for her additional day, Lily has three more days of her punishment left. While anything is certainly possible, I have a strong feeling that after today Lily won’t violate a grounding again for a long time.