12 Punished

In the end, I stupidly permitted him to feed me.

I reckoned I had to do that if I would rather not die of hunger. Repudiating him and his offer might cause my death, and it'll be one by hunger.

The great warrior Alpha perished from starvation?

He cleaned my mouth after that. Taking care to wipe the oil that might be on my mouth.

"Here you go." He smiled brightly, "you need to take care of yourself. You can't go on eating like a baby." He admonition.

"Says the male who doesn't know how to feed a person." I roll my eyes at him as I made to stand from his lap.

I've gotten enough of him, and I've eaten to my fill, I don't think there's an incentive for me to be here.

"Where are you going to?" Tightly holding on to my waist, he prevented me from standing.

"I'm through with my meal, I don't think there's a reason for me to be here."

"And the plates, who do you expect to clean them?" He raised a brow.

"You of course. Weren't you the one who brought them in? You can equally m

take them out if that's what you want."

I tried to stand up once more, but he tightly held on to me.

"You're acting privileged. I can see I've spoiled you so much you think you have the right to do whatever it is you want." He snarled.

"And what do you want me to do?" I scoff at him.

"Clean the table, and go and wash the plates." He instructs as if I'm a maid, and he, the master.

"And what if I say, am not going to do it?" I challenged. Tried to rise to face him, but he still held on tightly.

"You won't like what I'll do to you, but that doesn't mean I won't like what I'll do to you."

"Go to hell!" I made to stand, but he didn't allow me to do so.

Instead, he rose from the chair, clearing a

space on the table, he lay me on it.

"What are you doing?" I struggled to remove myself from his hold, but he tightly held my body captive, preventing me from making any move.

"I can see you love it when I punish you."

In one swift move, he removed my shorts and exposed my exposed butt to the world.

"Stop it!" I growl at him as my cheeks pinked in humiliation.

I really can't believe I've been humiliated more times than I to count today.

"I should? Your mouth is saying another thing while your ass is saying an entirely different thing." He kneads my arse.

"Stop it!" I wriggle my arse.

"And you keep saying a different thing from your arse." He said before I felt a slap on my butt.

I yelp at the pain, and the unfamiliar sensation.

"Stop!" I shout.

"And why should I?" He chuckled, "I don't think I can stop, even if I'll like to do that."

"You're an arse hole!" I shout to make him angry.

"Says the male with a naked arse." Chuckling to himself, he gave me two successive spanks on my arse.

Yelping at the sensation, I lost all fight in me as I begged him.

"Please stop."

Not only is this embarrassing, but it's making me feel things I can't figure out. The more I try to grasp it, the more it disappears from me.

He didn't hear my pleading, and neither did he stop his assault on me. He continued hitting me until I felt numb, and my voice hoarse from shouting.

I've begged, I've shouted and threatened, but it seems none of those things moved him.

Instead of stopping, he continued with his punishments.

"I'll wash the plates!" I breathe out. "I'll do whatever you want. Please stop." I plead as I felt a tear leave my face.

Not only have I been humiliated, but I've also been more belittled, and embarrassed.

"Was that too difficult to do?" Removing his hand from mine, *he held two of my hands in his to prevent me from fighting against him.* he helped me wear my shorts.

I didn't immediately rise from the bed. I just lay there as I tried to not only catch my breath but to wash out the embarrassment.

An Alpha like I has been disgraced today. This is something to be ashamed of. Something I wouldn't want others to be privy of.

"My friends are coming over tonight. I want you to tend to them. You're to put on the clothes I'll leave in your room for it.

Tonight, I want absolute submission from you. If not, know you're due for some punishments." He whispered into my ears.

I didn't reply to his words.

Lying there, I allow the tears to slip. Just one day and I've ended up being more subdued.

"I'll be outside should you need me." With those words said, the rogue left the house, softly closing the door behind him.

Minutes later, when am sure he was not near, I slowly rose from the table. Looking at

the door he left through, I pack the plates we are with, and sauntered into the kitchen.

I washed and rinsed the plates to the best of my abilities, as I've not done something like this before.

All my life, I've had maids to do this kind of stuff for me. I've not had any reason to enter the kitchen if not to request a meal.

Cleaning the table we are with, I made sure there won't be a reason for him to lay his filthy hands on me.

With the things done, I slowly walk back to my room, and gingerly lie on the bed as I rode out the pain.

It's true, werewolves heal faster, but this spank will take more like an hour to be perfectly healed based on the fact he applied enough pressure when he was spanking me.