Chapter 39

Then he took a glance at my direction. 

I want to dissolve, the intense stare, scorching as the sun would surely burn if it were to be a natural element. I would ask why the stare, if not that I've committed, he sits by the edge of the bed, calling me with his hand, and I move closer a bit fearfully. Seeing him so silent is a cause for suspicion, he has never acted this way before. I move an inch closer to him, clasping my hands behind me, in my bra and pants, the only thing covering my body. 

He makes a gesture for me to lie over his legs, and I twitch my face. "What the fuck are you trying to do?" I question, this doesn't seem to be a sexual conquest, the nature of it doesn't even fit one, so I'm beginning to wonder. "Do you want to spank me?" There's nothing that scares me so much like spanking, my dad hasn't tried that on me before, I would kill him. 

To me, it's for the naughtiest of girls and so degrading. I see it as a good thin