“Your attitude has been unacceptable today, young man.”
Dad scolds me as he ties my tie. I blush, because this is one time that he isn’t just treating me like a little kid; I can never get the knot right on my own. The embarrassment makes me lash out. “Whatever, we don’t have time for this. We’re already late for the dinner.”
In a flash, I am bent over the table. I haven’t put my slacks on yet, so Dad only has to pull down my briefs to reveal my bare butt. His hand smacks down on the white cheeks, leaving broad pink marks. I squirm and gasp.
“You are going to get the spanking of your life, young man, as soon as we get home tonight.” He pummels my sit-spot, smacking with full force. “We don’t have time to do the whole thing now, but I am damn well going to make sure that you won’t be sitting comfortably tonight.”
He yanks his dress belt out of its loops, and doubles it over. He swings it down against my butt, and I cry out. Usually he holds back enough to give me a nice, long punishment, but today there’s none of that. He puts all of his strength behind twelve or so licks, and I am in tears.
I cooperate limply as he finishes dressing me, and ties my tie once again. He wipes my face, looks at us both in the mirror, and smacks my clothed butt. “Best behavior tonight. Understood?”
