Better Days

NATASHA POV:

Wanda seemed to be enjoying school and I was beyond grateful. I had been so worried when I first sent her, worried that she would get bullied, worried that she would hate me for forcing her to go, worried that she was going to hate every minute of it. Luckily, she came home every single day talking about how much fun she had. 

At first, I thought she might have just been telling me all about how much fun she was having to make me happy but as time went on, it seemed as if she was really enjoying herself at school!

As an assassin and spy, I usually prided myself in being able to tell when someone was lying or trying to deceive me. So far, Wanda has been the only person to ever make it past me with a lie. I would've had no idea if the school secretary wasn't so kind.

I had just finished a training session when my phone rang. I picked it up to hear, "Hello, this is Caitlin from Mills High School. I was just calling to say that everyone here in the office wishes Wanda a speedy recovery."

"What?" I asked, confused as to why the school was calling. Did Wanda get hurt at school and this is how she decided to deliver the news?

"Well we all thought that a week was a super long time to be sick with a cold. Have you tried bringing her to the doctors to see if her sickness is more than just the average cold?"

"Um, I'm sorry. Are you talking about Wanda?"

"Yes, this is Natasha Romanoff correct?"

"Yes, this is her. Is Wanda in school right now?"

"No, we got a call from you this morning saying that Wanda was still sick with a cold, correct? You've been the one calling us since last Tuesday right?"

"That has not been me calling the school everyday. I'll have a talk with Wanda to see if she knows what is going on. Thank you so much," I said, gritting my teeth to hold back anger. 

"Oh, I'm so sorry for the misunderstanding. We have on file that someone has called Wanda in sick every day since last Tuesday. I would have a talk with your daughter to see if she knows what is going on and if she doesn't, can you give us a call back to try to figure out the situation?"

"Yes of course, thank you for bringing this to my attention."

"No problem, I hope you have a wonderful rest of your day."

"You too." I hung up and resisted the urge to throw my phone against the wall. A week? Where the hell has Wanda been for a week? I was just glad that the secretary hadn't said anything about talking to the principal or making sure that Wanda got in trouble. She sure as hell was in trouble at home, I didn't need her getting a mark on her record at school as well.

I had no idea what to do, she obviously wasn't at school and was making sure that she tried to hide that fact from me. I could go out and try to find her but it was getting close to the time when I would normally pick her up. 

I decided to try to cool off and then let her try to explain when I picked her up from school. I want to see if she gives in or continues to try to hide it. 

I took a quick shower to rinse off and then decided to have a small snack to continue cooling down. I was beyond mad with Wanda, why would she ever think that it was okay to ditch? She had gone to school for one day. One day! 

I was going to have to make sure I was watching her more closely from now on when I dropped her off at school. 

Clint and I had a quick conversation over the phone. I wanted to know if any of his kids had ever done anything like this and if so, how he dealt with it. Both fortunately and unfortunately, neither of his two older kids had ever skipped school. He gave me plenty of pointers on how to handle the situation though. 

The call with Clint calmed me down a bit more which was good because it was finally time to go get Wanda. I didn't want to just start screaming at her, especially if I didn't know what was going on in her head. There is nothing that would make this 100% okay but there were a few things that would soften me before I dealt with her.

I sat in front of the school in my normal spot. Unlike other days, I spent the majority of my time keeping watch, trying to see what direction Wanda came from. 

About five minutes before the bell rang, I caught sight of her walking from behind the school. She kept close to a treeline right next to the building, somewhere where I never would've seen her if I wasn't looking. 

She slipped in and out of my sight as she zigzagged through trees and then I watched as she looped behind the back of the school and came out the other side. She then stood flush up against the wall until the bell rang. 

Students flooded out of the building and it was another two minutes or so before she joined a group of kids and walked over to me, smiling like always.

"Hi!" she exclaimed excitedly as she climbed in the car. 

"Hi, how was your day?" I asked in a monotone voice, wanting to make sure she knew I wasn't happy with her. I was also testing her.

She hesitated before responding with, "Good, Teegan, Olivia, and I all helped Mrs. Rivera organize her bookshelf today." I realized at this point that there probably wasn't a Teegan, that was probably just another piece of her story.

"Oh really?" I had already pulled out of the parking lot at this point and was starting to drive home. I could feel my anger building as the lies continued.

"Yeah, we finished our worksheet early so we helped her out."

My anger got to be too much and I slammed on my brakes as I jerked the car to the side, out of the way of traffic. I made sure the car was in park before I turned to her and started my mini interrogation.

"You finished your worksheet early?" She looked at me confused as I spoke. "So you were at school today?" Her face then paled as she stared at me. How far was she going to take this?

"Yeah, I was at school today." She played the confused card, probably desperately trying to fix this. 

I finally mentioned that the school called me and watched as she turned an even brighter shade of white. 

"What?" she asked, playing dumb as she continued to stare at me with her wide eyes.

I lost it. "No Wanda, don't what me! Where have you been going when I drop you off? Obviously not school! The office told me that I have called you in Tuesday through Friday of last week and then Monday and Tuesday of this week saying that you were really sick with a cold. Well I could be wrong but I don't remember making those phone calls and you sure look fine to me."

I breathed a tiny sigh of relief when she finally fessed up, admitting to ditching school by apologizing. I tried to keep my anger in check as she apologized, saying she didn't want to go to school. 

I let a bit of my fears show by asking her what she would have done if HYDRA had taken her. This seemed to scare her a bit as she couldn't meet my eyes. I could also hear the slightest bit of sniffling, indicating that she was trying not to cry. 

I decided that nothing was going to happen while we were on the side of the road so I finished my tiny lecture as I pulled back onto the road, letting her know that more would come once we got home. 

We finally pulled up into the garage of the compound.

"Go straight to your room young lady," I spit out as I got out of the car. She didn't say anything and instead ran off, hopefully going straight to our room.

I took some deep breaths as I followed her in the house. She was out of my sight due to her quick pace but I decided not to wait too long as I also went straight to our room.

She was sitting on the bed, wringing her hands. 

"Wanda," I spoke up and watched as her head snapped up to look at me. "I want you to tell me everything from when I dropped you off on Monday of last week. Go."

She was silent for a few seconds and I watched as some emotions flashed over her face. 

She finally settled on anger apparently because she started yelling. I really needed to teach this girl to control her emotions better. "No! I don't need to tell you what happened on Monday because it's none of your damn business!"

"Excuse me, watch your tone," I told her calmly but sharply. "You will tell me what happened because I am your mother. Now Wanda."

"No, this is ridiculous! I told you I didn't need school but you decided not to listen to me and sent me anyway! I left because I know what I need! You were just making stupid, irrational decisions for me!" 

I took a deep breath as I tried not to blow up at her for screaming at me. 

"Okay, this is what's going to happen. You are going to go stand in the corner to cool down, then, when I feel you are ready, we will have this conversation again except for you will not be screaming at me."

She threw her hands up in the air as she rolled her eyes. "What is with you and the corner? I'm not standing in the corner for yelling, that's ridiculous!"

"What's ridiculous is the temper tantrum you are throwing right now. If you want to act like a 5 year old, I'll treat you like one. Corner, now." I stayed calm through my order.

She huffed and sat down on the bed, crossing her arms and staring out the window.

"Do not make me count." Still no response. "One," no movement, "Two. Wanda I'm serious, you are not going to like it if I get to three." Just as I was about to say three, she groaned as she got off of the bed and stalked to the corner of the room. 

I sat on the bed to make sure that she stayed in the corner. 

I waited a full sixteen minutes this time before letting her know she could come out of the corner. She still looked angry as she turned around but she seemed a bit better.

"Okay, let's try this again. Walk me through what happened when I left on Monday."

"I went to school, the kids and teachers were mean, so I didn't go back," came her short explanation.

"Okay, how were the kids and teacher mean?" I pushed gently. This would make a bit more sense as to why she didn't go.

"They just were, which was exactly what I told you would happen! You were so stupid for sending me to school!" I could hear her voice growing angrier and angrier.

"Wanda, do not yell at me. You need to watch your tone when you're speaking to me or you will find yourself in an uncomfortable position," I warned her.

"Whatever," she huffed. Technically, it wasn't a yell so I let it slide.

"Back to our question, what did the teachers and students do?"

"I'm not answering these fucking questions!" she screamed. I had had enough.

Within a split second, I shot off the bed and grasped her wrist, pulling her towards the bed. I sat down and flipped her over my knee in one quick motion, pinning her legs down with one of mine. I kept her pants up for now.

"Hey!" she shouted in protest as she tried to wiggle out of my hold.

"Let's continue, what did the students and teachers do Wanda? You can either tell me now and then I can judge your punishment off of that or I can spank you and then you can tell me what happened."

"Stop Natasha! Please!" she screeched, still squirming. 

"Wanda, you better start talking." I was completely calm as I talked to her, giving her plenty of time. I knew that if I had done this to Laura, I would not have gotten nearly as much grace as I was giving Wanda right now. Laura always believed that you got one chance to explain yourself before a punishment. If you refused, that was your own problem. It took me a long time to learn that it was easier to talk first, Wanda apparently hadn't learnt that yet.

"No!" she screamed.

SPANKING STARTS NOW!!!

"Okay then," I said as I grabbed the top of her pants and underwear and yanked them down to her mid-thigh. "I gave you time to talk Wanda and you refused so you will be getting a spanking and then you can explain yourself."

She started trying to twist out of my grasp but was unable to as I started smacking her bottom. She needed to learn that disrespect would not be tolerated. She couldn't just throw a tantrum anytime she didn't get her way. 

I understood that she had grown up most of her adolescent years alone with her brother with no one to teach her how to respect adults. She had been in abusive situations with HYDRA so I needed to show her that I spanked her because I loved her and cared about her, not because she needed to be hit to be taught a lesson. 

I ignored her pleas and demands for me to stop as I continued smacking her butt and thighs.

This was only the beginning so I kept this spanking short. I stopped spanking her but left her over my legs for the lecture. "Wanda, ditching school is not acceptable. I know that you know that, that's why you made sure you called the school every day to prevent me from finding out. I sent you to school, not because I don't care about your feelings but because it is what you need. Trust me, I'm a lot older than you and I know what you need. If you are getting bullied at school or are having a hard time, you need to let me know because ditching is not and will never be acceptable. It is dangerous on so many levels. We have no idea where you are when you do that, we could easily lose you and then what would we do if something happens to you? You are getting older, you need to think about the consequences that your actions will bring. Not to mention the school. If you get a bad disciplinary record, your shot at going to college could be ruined."

"I'm not going to college," she butt in but I could hear that her voice was weak, sounding like she was crying. 

"Don't interrupt me," I told her, gently patting her bottom. "That is not the conversation we are having now. You need to go to school and stay in school, not leave when it gets hard or boring. Then there's you calling the school to impersonate me. What were you thinking? Why would that ever be acceptable? That's a form of forgery. You are pretending to be me, making statements under my name. Luckily the school has my number on file so when they wanted to call me, they were able to call the right number instead of whatever number you've used to make the calls. This stops now Wanda. You will not be skipping school or making calls under my name. When I drop you off at school, I expect you to stay there. Do you understand?"

SPANKING ENDS NOW!!!

"Yes Tasha," she sniffed. I pulled her pants up and let her sit next to me, ready to start the next conversation. 

"Now that you seemed to have calmed down, please walk me through everything that happened after I left you on Monday."

She took a deep, shaky breath before opening her mouth and walking me through the events.

"Well, you left on Monday and I decided to go to my first period. The teacher was really nice and none of the students seemed too mean. She had me introduce myself but I didn't know what to say so I just said my name and then people laughed at me. They quickly moved on though. I had absolutely no idea what I was doing in that class though, absolutely nothing made sense! My next period was easy but English was horrible! I came in late on accident cause I got lost and the teacher really didn't like that. She yelled at me in front of the class which made the boys who sat behind me start messing with me because they thought it was funny. They then circled around me in the hallway, asking me questions and holding me back from my next class."

I could hear her voice getting a little bit more upset as she got to this point but she kept going and I stayed silent. "I also had absolutely no idea what we're doing in English! It's all so confusing! History was easy and then at lunch, I accidentally sat at someone else's table. They kicked me out and I sat at an empty one by myself. The rest of the day was pretty easy. I just had art, advisory, and a computer class. Nothing really happened there. I just didn't like school though, it was boring and gave me a headache!"

Her reasoning wasn't as amazing as I thought. I thought when she said that the teachers and students were mean that everyone was mean to her which would 100% explain why she didn't want to go back. A group of boys and one teacher though wasn't really a ton. I can still understand how that can be upsetting though. Other than that, it seemed like she had had a relatively bearable first day. 

She seemed like she was really confused in her classes which would explain why she didn't want to go back. She could've asked for help though and she really only seemed to struggle in two out of seven classes, so not many. 

"Okay, Wanda, I'm sorry that the kids were mean to you and I'm sorry that you were having trouble understanding the class material. If that happens, you can either come to me or someone at the school and we'll help you. You can't skip school though. I understand that you don't like school but you need to go. Then you lied to me! You made it seem like you were having an awesome time at school which shows me that you knew that what you were doing was wrong. If you had come to me about your problems, I could've helped you but instead you decided to take matters into your own hands and skip school." 

I sighed as I realized she wasn't as innocent as I hoped which meant she still needed punishment. "Okay, continue, what happened the rest of the week?"

"Um, when you dropped me off, I waited behind some trees until you left and then I walked to a park that was about 10 minutes away. I either sat and watched the ducks or I read my book. Then there were some stores around and I decided to go walk through those. Then I would come back to school later and pretend that I came out the side. I'm sorry but I really don't understand why it is such a big deal! I just went a few blocks away!" There was some attitude coming back into her tone and I decided to nip it in the bud.

"The big deal is that you left school without telling anyone where you were and then lying to me about it."

"I didn't lie! You never asked if I skipped school!"

"Wanda, I asked if you had a good time at school and how your day was to which you always replied saying that it was good. It was still lying even though it wasn't to a direct question and you know that!" That statement made her look back down at the bed, she knew she was in the wrong.

"Leaving school to go to a park or a store is super dangerous Wanda, you could've been kidnapped and we wouldn't have known until the end of the day when you didn't come out of school. You can't just leave the school because you're bored."

"Oh my gosh," she huffed quietly.

"What?" I asked sternly.

"Nothing," she mumbled.

"No, if you're going to huff under your breath, you're going to tell me what's going on!"

"You keep saying the same things, I get it!"

"Okay, if you understand that then we can move onto the next part of your punishment."

"What next part?" she asked nervously.

"Your spanking," I replied. 

"What? But you already spanked me!"

"Oh that was just due to your attitude. You don't get away with sneaking out of school for a week, lying to me about it, and then throwing a fit when I find out without consequences. C'mon, over my knee," I told her, watching as she slowly backed up.

"No Tasha," she whined. 

"Wanda," I warned. "Don't make me come get you, get over here now." She looked over her shoulder at the door and I feared she was going to run for a second before she turned back around and slowly walked over to me.

I grabbed her wrist, same as earlier, as I pulled her gently over my knee, making sure I had an arm firmly around her waist. 

SPANKING STARTS NOW!!!

"This spanking is for sneaking out of school and for lying to me. You need to learn that that is not acceptable and never will be in this household."

"I know Tasha," she said but I still bared her bottom, getting ready for what I had to do.

She kicked lightly and I warned her to stop if she didn't want me to pin them down. That stopped her. 

I started spanking again, this time bringing Wanda to tears fairly quickly, probably due to the earlier spanking. She started kicking and wouldn't calm her legs down so I ended up pinning them down with my other leg, all the while bringing my hand down on her poor flesh.

I was surprised that she hadn't complained about being spanked bare as she had the first time she was spanked. I was glad though because I wouldn't give in this time.

I had to steel myself against Wanda's pleas of, "Please stop mama! I'm so sorry! I'll never do it again! Please mama, it hurts! Ow, ow, please stop! Mama!" She pleaded with me throughout the entire spanking. 

The spanking had been going on for quite awhile now as I tilted her forward slightly, now targeting her sit spots. I wanted her to remember this when she went to school tomorrow so she had a reminder for why she wasn't leaving the school. 

These made her yelp and squirm more than the other ones. She screamed into the bed, trying to get off of my lap. A hand flew back to try to protect her bottom but I was quick to grab it and pin it to her back.

"Don't reach back!" I told her as I spanked a bit harder for a minute or so. 

"I'm sorry!" she sobbed. "Mama please stop! I'm so sorry! I'll never do it again! Ow, please!"

Her crying made me want to stop and scoop her up but she needed to learn. 

She wiggled and twisted, trying to move her hips up to make more space for her to move out. When she moved too much, I would spank her slightly harder to make sure that she knew to settle down. 

"Wanda," I warned after I noticed some red clouds forming around her hands. It quickly dissipated as her cries continued. I didn't know if she meant to make her powers come out to try to stop me or if she lost control due to the emotional situation. I just went with the latter, deciding I didn't want to punish her for something else as well.

I spanked her bottom until it was bright red and she was sobbing, her body hanging limply over my knees. 

I rubbed her back as she cried a bit more. I pulled up her pants, trying to ignore how her cries got more intense as her pants brushed against her bottom, and I lifted her up, letting her cry into me. 

SPANKING ENDS NOW!!!

I parted my legs so her sore bottom could hang in between my knees so that there wasn't any extra pressure on it. 

"Shh, it's over now," I told her gently as she cried. "You're forgiven, it's okay sweetie."

"I'm so sorry mama, I'll never skip school again!"

"I know you won't," I told her soothingly as I brushed through her hair with my fingers. 

We stayed that way until she had calmed down. She still had the occasional hitched breath but she was lying with her head on my chest, her eyes closed. I could still see some tears sparkling on her eyelashes. 

"How about you take a quick nap, you've had a long day," I told her. "I'll wake you up when it's time for dinner."

She nodded but didn't say anything as one of her hands came up to clutch my shirt, latching herself onto me. 

I stayed with her until her breathing evened out, then I gently moved her so she was on the bed, figuring it would be more comfortable for her. 

I knew that from now on, I was going to have to watch her more carefully when I dropped her off at school. I had trusted her to stay inside and not leave until the end of the day but she broke that trust and needs to gain it back. 

I sat next to my poor girl as she slept, running my fingers through her hair to keep her asleep. I was just glad nothing had happened while she left the school.

WANDA POV:

I couldn't believe Nat had found out. I thought I had done good, making sure I called the school every day to give them a reason for my absence. Apparently, it wasn't enough. 

The ride home was a tense one, Nat lecturing me and then going silent. She kept her eyes on the road in front of her, never once looking at me until we got to the compound where she told me to go to my room. 

I was slightly angry with her. I never would've snuck out of the school if she didn't send me. I didn't want to get in even more trouble though so I quickly ran to my room, closing the door behind me. 

I was scared I was going to get a spanking. She hadn't said anything about it yet but I had a feeling that that was what was going to happen. She did it when I snuck onto the mission, saying that I put myself in danger. Then she had said that I put myself in danger by leaving the school. 

I didn't want a spanking! I was 16, not a baby. I was sure that most 16 year olds were not getting their bottom warmed by their guardians. It was embarrassing and I didn't want it. It did show me that Nat cared though and that was nice.

I was sure she wouldn't go out of her way to spank me if she didn't care about me. I hated to admit it but it worked. Any time I thought of sneaking onto a mission, I just remembered the position I was in once I got caught and I immediately dismissed the idea, not wanting to end up back there. 

Even though I didn't want it, there was a small part of me that told me I deserved it. I had broken Nat's trust and left the school because I was bored. It was stupid and I knew it. I just hoped she'd go easy on me.

Nat came into the room shortly after me so I didn't have much time to contemplate my situation. She came in, demanding that I tell her everything that happened. For some reason, this made me angry. 

Why did she think that she deserved to be told what happened? I didn't want to tell her and give her evidence for punishing me. Who in their right mind would willingly give up that information? 

I yelled at her, telling her that she didn't need to know what happened. She didn't like that and told me to watch my tone before asking me again what had happened. This was ridiculous! There was no way I was telling her what had happened, I didn't need her getting even more mad at me. 

This made her even more angry and I watched as she took a second to calm herself down before pulling out the corner card. I was glad that she didn't mention anything about a spanking, it didn't mean it wasn't coming though. 

I told her again how ridiculous she was being, making me stand in the corner like a toddler. She then pointed out that I was acting like a toddler and I tried not to blush, getting angry at the comparison. 

I was not going to stand in the corner at 16. No way. I sat on the bed to prove that point to Nat. 

"Do not make me count," Nat told me in a stern voice. Numbers didn't scare me, I wasn't moving. "One," she started counting. I rolled my eyes, this was stupid. "Two. Wanda I'm serious, you are not going to like it if I get to three." I contemplated this for a minute. 

I had no doubt in my mind that if she got to three, I was going to hate life. I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of going to the corner though. The last time I was in this situation, she forced me to stand in the corner and then threatened for the first time to spank me. I didn't want to relive that so right as she started to say three, I stood up and stomped over to the corner, showing her that I wasn't happy about this.

It felt like forever before I heard Nat tell me I could get out of the corner. I was still pissed off with her but I felt a little calmer than earlier. I was mad that she made me stand in the corner though.

"Okay, let's try this again. Walk me through what happened when I left on Monday." 

I gave her the briefest explanation possible, wanting to see how she reacted. She stayed calm which angered me more for some reason as she asked me more questions. I yelled at her again, telling her that it was her fault. 

"Wanda, do not yell at me," she warned me. "You need to watch your tone when you're speaking to me or you will find yourself in an uncomfortable position."

"Whatever," I huffed, angry that she was staying almost completely calm. It seemed like she didn't even care! She asked me once more what had happened at school and I lost it. "I'm not answering these fucking questions!" 

Before I was aware of what was happening, I found myself face down over Nat's lap. I tried to move out of her hold but she didn't let me go. "Hey!" I shouted, trying to get her to loosen her grip. 

Nat's voice was stern as she told me, "Let's continue, what did the students and teachers do Wanda?" When I still didn't answer, she continued. "You can either tell me now and then I can judge your punishment off of that or I can spank you and then you can tell me what happened." 

I was mad that she was doing this to me. I couldn't get out without using my powers and I wasn't crazy enough to use my powers. I didn't want what she promised me the last time I used my powers. 

"Stop Natasha!" I ordered. "Please!" I tried to sound demanding but it came out more as a plea. 

"Wanda, you better start talking," she told me. 

I didn't want to talk and she couldn't make me. "No!" I shouted. 

SPANKING STARTS NOW!!!

This was the wrong response as she tugged down my pants and underwear and started spanking me. I felt tears come to my eyes at being in this position again. I begged her to stop but she never wavered, continuing to rain smacks down on my bottom. 

This spanking was much shorter than I thought and only continued a while longer before she stopped, starting to lecture me about how ditching school and being disrespectful was not acceptable. 

I interrupted her at one point and she lightly tapped me butt as she scolded me, serving as a warning for what would happen if I interrupted again. I was much calmer now, not wanting a repeat of the spanking so when she pulled me up and asked me to talk, I did. 

SPANKING ENDS NOW!!!

I started calm, explaining everything that had happened. She seemed sorry for me as she apologized for everything that happened at school but she quickly started lecturing me again, sparking back up my anger. 

I finally had enough as she repeated how leaving the school was dangerous for the billionth time. "Oh my gosh," I huffed, trying to keep it quiet enough so she didn't hear it. Unfortunately, she picked it up.

"What?" she asked me.

"Nothing," I mumbled, not wanting to get in trouble.

"No, if you're going to huff under your breath, you're going to tell me what's going on!"

"You keep saying the same things, I get it!" I told her sassily. I was done with this lecture and I just wanted to be left alone. 

"Okay, if you understand that then we can move onto the next part of your punishment."

"What next part?" I asked nervously. She had already spanked me and made me stand in the corner, what more was she going to do?

"You're spanking," she replied matter-of-factly.

"What?" I questioned frantically. "But you already spanked me!" Did she forget about that little piece of information? I didn't want another spanking! My butt was still stinging from the first one!

"Oh that was just due to your attitude." She then explained what this spanking would be for as she told me to go over her knee. No way was I going to willingly get over her knee! This was ridiculous!

I backed up slightly, looking at the door and preparing to run. I knew that she was faster though and that once I got caught, I would be in even worse trouble. 

SPANKING STARTS NOW!!!

After a few more seconds, I turned back to her and slowly walked over to her, just wanting to get it over with. She pulled me over her knee and was quick to bare my bottom and start the spanking. 

This one hurt more than the one earlier and I was already done a few seconds after we started. I was embarrassed by the fact that Tasha was spanking my bare butt but there was nothing I could do. 

I begged and pleaded with her, trying desperately to get her to stop. It hurt and I didn't want it anymore, I was done. I kicked my legs, trying to alleviate the sting, but Nat was quick to pin my legs down with one of her own, continuing to smack me. "Ow mama, it hurts! Please stop!" I cried. "I promise I won't do it again!" Tears were constantly dripping down my face as the burning in my backside increased.

All of a sudden, I felt myself being tilted forward slightly. The smacks were then targeted on where my thigh met my butt and let me tell you, it hurt! I screamed as I begged her to stop but she didn't, only increasing the swats.

I couldn't stand it anymore and shot my hand back, trying to at least delay her for a second. She was able to quickly catch my arm though and pin it on my back, making her swats harder. 

"I'm sorry!" I cried. I wanted it to be over. 

I tried to move around to get myself off of Nat's lap but she spanked me harder each time, making me settle down. I almost got off of her knee when she gripped me tighter and sent several scorching slaps to my thighs, making me buck and scream. 

I briefly thought about using my powers to make her stop but she noticed the red mist before I was able to do anything. The smacks got harder as my powers flowed out of my hands and in an effort to make them stop, I let my powers flow back into my body. 

I eventually gave up trying to struggle my way out of it and I let my body fall limp over her knees, simply sobbing as hard as I could. I tried pleading with her some more but most of my words were unintelligible.

It took me a minute to realize the spanking was over as I felt Nat pull my pants back up. It burned my bottom immensely as they brushed against it but I was glad to be covered up again.

SPANKING ENDS NOW!!!

Nat picked me up and held me, making sure my butt dangled between her legs so there wasn't any extra pain. 

I was exhausted from everything that had just happened and when Nat told me to get some sleep, I easily fell into a deep sleep, still clutching onto her.