Chapter 4
“Do you want me to punish the little brat for back cheeking you, my love?” James asked slowly, before looking at me and smiling, sending fear and disgust through me, as I knew what would be coming.
“Do you what you want, baby! If you’re going to punish her, make sure she learns her lesson this time!” Julianne smiled sweetly, before glaring back at me. “I’m sick of the ungrateful brat's cheek!”
I watched as Julianne picked up her handbag and walked towards James, kissing him passionately, while he groped her arse. Feeling sick at their display of affection and the memory of James groping me on the landing, I turned my head, hearing the back door slam shortly after. Looking up, I noticed Julianne was now gone, leaving me alone in the kitchen with James. He stood there biting his lip, looking at me intently before a smile spread over his fat face. Slowly, he walked towards me and grabbed my wrist before pulling me sharply towards the front room.
“There will be two parts to your punishment,” James began slowly. “One, which you will have now, and the second part you will have once you have completed your jobs. We don’t want you too sore so that you can’t complete the tasks that you have been given. Plus, it will give you time to reflect on your attitude and what is to come!”
James pulled me over to the sofa roughly and sat down, pulling me over his lap. He placed one arm over the top of my back pinning me down to the sofa, and placed one of his legs over mine, effectively trapping me. There was no point in me trying to pull away or escape. I knew from previous times that it would only anger James and make the punishment longer and harder to bear. Closing my eyes, I braced myself for the pain that I knew was about to come. I could feel James’s chubby fingers pulling at the hem of my leggings before pulling them down to reveal my black thong. I now wished I had worn something a little more protective of my behind.
“Hmmm, what do we have here?” I heard James mumble before I felt him pull at my thong and let it twang against my skin. “I see you’re making my job easier. We won’t need to remove these seeing as they don’t cover much! Let me think. Hmm, I think fifty of the best should suffice!”
I ignored his comments as I bent my head and bit my lip. 'Fifty smacks!?'
Was he taking the piss! I felt his cold hand gently caress the soft flesh of my behind before a loud slap echoed off the walls. I closed my mouth quickly as a scream tried escaping. My backside felt hot, and the skin stung painfully. James had large hands and he knew how to use them to maximise the pain. I felt tears prickling in my eyes but there was nothing I could do. I was trapped under James’s legs and his arm as he rained heavy blow after heavy blow upon my body, one after another in a quick rhythmic pattern. It didn’t take long before my body started to squirm, and I could feel James tightening his grip. Another couple of smacks later and I had begun to cry out in pain. Before I knew it, the smacks stopped and once more, I felt his cold hand touch my burning hot skin, making me wince. There was nothing sexy or fun about this. James wanted to hurt me, and he was hitting me with all his might. Even Mya hid away, deep in my mind when James was around.
“A lovely shade of red you are!” James murmured. “You have such a nice bum. It is a shame you are such a naughty girl and I have to punish you like this. When you become my special girl, you will learn to please me and you won’t have to suffer any more punishments, okay!”
Ignoring him, I closed my eyes and waited for James to release his grip, so that I could go and do my job and cry my heart out in peace. If my parents were alive, I wouldn’t be treated like this, and any bullies would have been punished. I suddenly opened my eyes as I felt James’s hand squeeze between my legs and his fingers connect with my mound once more. I tried to wriggle free, but he tightened his grip and carried on moving his fingers until he found the opening to my special place.
“Oh, looks like someone enjoyed their punishment!” James whispered gleefully. “You feel wet and turned on. Do you enjoy your Daddy punishing you?” he sneered before pushing me to the floor roughly in a heap.
Quickly, I stood up, pulling up my trousers as I went and hurried out of the door and back into the kitchen. I wanted to get as far away from James as I possibly could, so I made my way out into the garden. Wincing slightly at the pain he had left me in, I began to get to work with weeding and pruning the flowerbeds in the sun. A couple hours had passed without incident and James had left me alone, except for putting his head around the back door every so often to check to see if I was still working. The flowerbeds were now free of rubbish and stray stands of grass and all the dead and brown leaves and stems had been carefully removed and the flower beds were looking lovely once more. Feeling pleased with my handiwork and eager to get out of the burning sun, I stood up and walked towards the large shed at the bottom of the garden to fetch out the mower. Soon the garden would be finished, and I could retreat to the coolness of the house to finish my tasks.
I made my way over to the shed and fumbled with the latch before pulling the heavy wooden door open. I squinted my eyes in the dimly lit shed, looking for the mower. Spotting it stacked neatly beside an old, battered chest freezer, I walked towards it and began tugging and pulling at the handle, trying to pull it free. Without warning, the shed door slammed shut and I spun around in terror, only to find James walking towards me with a grin plastered all over his face.
“Well, we do have a funny habit of finding ourselves alone with each other, don’t we?” James hissed quietly, his eyes glinting in the dusky light.
Walking backwards, I found myself trapped between the freezer and James. With nowhere to go, I began to tremble, dreading what was about to come. Glaring at him, I growled in warning and bared my fangs, which only sent James into hysterical laughter, before he grabbed me and spun me around before forcing me down over the chest freezer. With one sudden movement, I felt my leggings and pants being forcefully pulled down to my ankles, exposing my pink buttocks. James’s foot roughly pushed my feet apart, opening my legs and finally revealing my hidden treasure. Once more, I felt his stubby fingers grope me and connect with my sweet spot. I tried to wriggle away but James pinned me down against the cool metal of the freezer with one hand, trapping me. I was entirely at his mercy, and I couldn’t escape. I lay there, feeling the tears rolling out of my eyes and down my face.
“Please James no! Just let me go!” I begged. “What would Julianne say if she found out about this?”
“Shut up slut!” James hissed loudly in my ear. “What Julianne doesn’t know won’t hurt her. This will be our little secret! Now shut up and lie still!”
The sound of a zipper being undone filled me with dread as I felt James’s large belly lean over me, pushing and squashing me against the freezer even more. His hand snaked around my mouth and held it there tightly as I felt his other hand leave my back and snake between my legs, helping him to guide himself in the right place. Before I knew it, a white-hot fire burst in between my legs as James forced himself inside of me, stealing my virginity. A muffled scream of fear and pain echoed out of my mouth and into James’s hand as he continued to pound me from behind. The shed soon filled with my heart-breaking sobs and James’s grunts and pants of apparent pleasure. Before long, from somewhere distant, the distinctive voice of Julianne’s echoed out, calling James’s name.
“Shit! She is back early!” cursed James loudly, who roughly pulled away from me, before pulling up his jeans. “Don’t you dare say a word to anyone! Not like they will believe you anyway! You say anything and I’ll kill you!”
I just lay there limply, a sodden heartbroken mess, as James left the shed, slamming the door loudly behind him and walking out of sight. It took me a while for me to regain my composure. When I finally pulled up my leggings, I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and sniffed sadly. 'Oh, how I wished I were dead so that I could be with my parents.'
If it wasn’t bad enough being a slave to Julianne and Louisa, I was now clearly James’s new sex toy. Wiping my eyes once more, I made my way out of the shed, to continue with my tasks, only to see a rather angry Julianne storming towards me.
'What had I done wrong now?'