PUNISHMENT PART 2

 This story has mature content. So, read it at your own risk. This is not to defame or humiliate anyone. Just a piece of my imagination.

"No.....Mr. Kohli.....Please....." Prachi pleaded.

Ranbir didn't like it. She was making a big deal out of it. He held her wandering hand that had dropped the belt to stop him. He pinned it behind her back. At her disobedience, Ranbir started hard and fast swats before he would reach again to lift her skirt. Prachi yelped as she knew she would fell much worse hell.

She trembled as when she felt the material of her skirt being lifted from her thigh and over to her ass as it revealed her bare bottom to Ranbir. It was like a bomb left to burst. 

Prachi could hear him taking deep breathes to calm himself. She knew it was useless and he would burst soon.

"What is this Prachi?" he shouted and she felt the room shook.

Instead of covering her again, he kept it on her waist and grabbed the bare bottom. He squeezed it hard and Prachi let out a moan.

"Where are your panties?"

Prachi didn't know what to answer. She felt she must have known that he was about to spank her. She hung her head and didn't reply.

When he got no answer, Ranbir used both his hands on her butt. He pulled her ass cheeks apart. He squeezed each cheek as he exposed her asshole. Prachi clinched her buttocks.

Ranbir's head shifted from her head to her smooth bottom. She had grown up surely. At that moment he realized he should induce a new set of punishment to her. After the death of his wife 2yrs ago, he hadn't touched a girl. Now that he thought of it, he felt uneasy at the thought of Prachi marrying someone else.

Any blind guy could say that she was gorgeous. He still remembered how hot she had looked in the lehenga last Diwali. His wife couldn't satisfy his fantasies, may be Prachi can.

He will have to rethink the no marriage deal that he said his mother after his wife's death. He did need an heir and Prachi had all the qualities. His hand landed on her bottom. Moreover, she was more than 18 now. She would be his. Before the next sunrise he would have her..........under him.

He squeezed her bottom again. "I don't think......Prachi that spanking and belting would be enough punishment for coming here without your panties. Maybe I should be more creative in my ways."

Prachi widened her eyes. She had no idea what else it could be. He had told her he would not let her become a slut. Slut's don't wear panties. What would he do now?

"What are you going to do?" Prachi whispered the question.

"That baby........you have to find for yourself as I will give you lesson of a lifetime. There is a special punishment for little sluts who roam about without panties." Prachi was little shocked hearing baby but it soon evaporated as she received her bare ass spank. Unexpected and harsh.

Hard and fast, he brought his hand down on each cheek in turn until she began to squirm on his lap.

She could only moan in pain as she knew he was not going to stop and this was just the beginning.

He began to spank her across both cheeks at the same time, each stinging blow causing her to jump on his lap. He would slap the same area multiple times.

"Please stop" she begged but he was not close to done. He roughly spread her ass cheeks again, then began to spank inside of her crack. She began to kick her legs in protest.

It felt like it would never stop to Prachi. The hand spanking seemed to go on forever, alternating between her ass cheeks and crack, hard and relentless. He did not loose a shred of energy.

Soon her ass started to get numb from pain, Ranbir seemed to know it. He himself was surprised at how much he knew about her body unknowingly.

Ranbir started a game which she knew from her earlier numerous spanking incidents. He would pause, rub her ass cheeks and give her comfort. Then he would play with her crack and when she least expected it, he would rain a few sporadic resounding spanks.

Prachi wished she could reach around her back and rub her burning and bruised ass. She had to handle the belt and Ranbir would not let her touch it then. He was just too fast. Ranbir then started to rub her back and then slide to her red and sore ass.

She felt something was different. She had received Ranbir's spanking before but this time when he was rubbing her bottom, something was off. His touch lingered.

Prachi couldn't control her physical reactions and started to squirm in his lap. She was rewarded with a few more spanks.

"Don't move." Ranbir commanded.

Now his voice was different like he was having difficulty in breathing. He began to rub her ass again. He then started moving her hands down her thighs and then brushed slightly against her very private place.

"What did you buy with my card?" he asked her.

Prachi was relieved. If she hadn't lied he would have asked the question earlier. His anger must have subsided.

But, how could she tell him that she needed to buy a bra of her size. It would be so embarrassing. She was already humiliated enough. "It was a girl thing........an essential thing for girls. I really needed it. I didn't spend the money recklessly. I promise."

"I understand you are a girl and needed it. But what is it?" he insisted.

Prachi bit her lips at the direct question. "A bra"

"You should have waited for me. I never deny you necessities."

Prachi was quiet. He was right. Even if Rhea didn't take care of her, Ranbir ensured she had everything. It was an impulsive decision on her part that led her to this fate.

Ranbir then suddenly flipped her and made her sit on his lap. Prachi hissed in pain as soon as her ass landed on the black cloth of his pant. Her pussy was also in contact with the cloth.

Prachi squirmed on her sore bottom and then finally settled on his lap.

Ranbir's next demand shook her. "Show it to daddy, baby."

She looked at him in daze in shock. "Daddy?"

"Ya......Call me daddy from now on when we are alone."

"But" Prachi wanted to protest but Ranbir's one glare made her stop.

"Show daddy your bra baby. I don't like to repeat things."

Prachi's face lit up with a blush. "I can't show it you Mr. Ko.....daddy. I'm wearing one right now. The others are in my room. I can bring them."

"Logic should precede. You brought your bra with my card; you lied about that. You haven't still received the punishment for it so that things you brought are mine." he spoke sharply.

Prachi didn't know how to react. She didn't want to anger him more. If she showed the bra to him, may be he would not belt her as she was obedient.

Prachi's shivering hands reached and slowly pulled down the top of her shirt, exposing the top of her soft breasts and a hint of a black bra.

Ranbir wasn't impressed. "Would you buy a bra just with the preview? I want to see the whole bra."

Prachi still wanting to prove her obedience paused only a moment before pulling the shirt over her head and giving Ranbir a full view of her bra. She thought she could wear the shirt again. But, Ranbir ran his hand along her cleavage, then slid it into her bra cup, cupping her breasts gently, then feeling around thoroughly.

Prachi's nipples hardened under Ranbir's touch. Ranbir then gave same treatment to her other breast, examining it thoroughly with his hand. Then he caught her hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger and rolled it gently between them.

"What's this?" Ranbir asked. "Do you like it when daddy touches your breasts?"

"No daddy" Prachi said.

"Then why is your nipple hard baby?"

"I-I'm cold." Prachi said. It was obviously a lie.

"You don't feel cold." Ranbir said before releasing her nipple and removing his hand from her bra. Prachi sighed in relief, only for a moment.

"Take it off." Ranbir suddenly ordered.

"What?" Prachi protested. She had never imagined it.

"You brought the bra with my money that makes it mine. So, take it off and give it to daddy." Ranbir explained as if he was explaining to a child.

"But......Mr. Koh.....Daddy......"

"Now" Ranbir snapped.

Prachi was humiliated at the thought of Ranbir seeing her bare breasts but at least he was not spanking her. She couldn't think straight at his strange demand. She reached behind her, unhooked her bra, slipped it off her shoulders slowly and then handed it to Ranbir.

Immediately, her nipples puckered even more. "I see you are still cold." Ranbir observably teased, reaching his large warm hands to cup her breasts, massaging them gently. "Does that make them warmer baby?"

"Please daddy don't do that." she whispered tearfully. "I don't like it." she said as the heat from Ranbir's hands on her breasts flooded her entire body.

"You don't like that?" Ranbir asked.

She shook her head.

Prachi felt so helpless and controlled at his whim as he continued to molest her breast and nipples. "That's good." Ranbir said in a controlled manner.

"Do you know what type of girl you would be if you like this?" he prompted her.

She nodded her head.

"Continue......" Ranbir said as he continued to torture her young, abuse and beautiful breasts.

"A slut." Prachi said slowly.

"That's right." Ranbir said. "A slut. I'm not raising a slut. Do you understand me?"

Prachi nodded, unable to think anything but the funny feeling she was having now. She tried to squirm away from her hands, but he spanked her breasts roughly.

"Don't wriggle." Ranbir commanded her again.

He pinched her nipples hard and she cried out. He leaned down and closed his lips over her nipple.

He held her tightly as she struggled against his wet merciless tongue and his nipping teeth as he bit her. He then gave the same treatment to her other nipple as she struggled. Finally he released her tortured nipple.

She sighed in relief. His phone rang. Ranbir was going to take her nipple in his lips again but he knew the ringtone. That was for VIPs. He sighed and released her from his hold.

Ranbir attended the call as he leisurely watched her wear her bra and shirt again. Before, she could leave, Ranbir stopped her.

He muted the phone and spoke. "You must be in my room by 11pm in night. Your two punishments are still left.......take my belt with you."

Prachi left as soon as she could.