"Pacifica!" Priscilla snapped as she took a threatening step forward and planted her hands on her hip, "I don't know what's gotten into you?! Apologize this instant to Mr. Young."
Pacifica reacted as if her mother had smacked her across the face, "Apologize to him?! He should be the one apologizing after he embarrassed me in front of all my friends and everyone in that stupid restaurant!"
"What are you talking about?" Priscilla muttered as she looked between her daughter and me, "The two of you have met before?"
Pacifica opened her mouth to respond, but I beat her to the punch, "A couple of weeks ago, your daughter and two of her friends verbally berated one of my staff members who told them they would have to wait like everyone else. When they refused to calm down and act like civilized people, I told them to leave, and then your daughter attempted to use her family name to threaten me. At that point I had no other option but to turn them away."
"That's not-" Pacifica started, but Priscilla fixed her with a venomous glare, "Not another word, young lady, or I'm canceling your unlimited cell plan and not getting the pool heater fixed."
Pacifica looked like she wanted to cuss her mother out but she managed to restrain herself under the threat of having her luxurious lifestyle threatened, "Fine!"
"Good," Priscilla muttered before crossing her arms, "You're also going to help Mr. Young sort through all these files for causing him so much trouble."
"What?!That's not fair!" Pacifica immediately objected throwing her hands down and stomping her foot against the floor like a child.
"It is perfectly fair, young lady!" Priscilla countered as she lifted her chin, "You've been spoiled far too much. I've wanted to correct your attitude for quite some time, but your father was always so soft on you. But not anymore!"
I watched as Priscilla walked over and grabbed Pacifica roughly by the wrist, dragging her back over to the room and shoving her inside, "Now you're going to help Mr. Young with anything, and I mean anything he needs. And if by the end of the day he isn't completely satisfied with your help then I'm taking away your phone, your computer and all your designer clothes!"
"B-but what would I wear!?" Pacifica panicked as she stared at her mother with pleading eyes, "You can't expect me to go out to town dressed like a vagrant!"
"Like I said that depends on how helpful you are to Mr. Young, now for the first time in your life you'll need to work for what you want." Priscilla huffed before letting out a frustrated sigh, "Now, I'm going to reset the pool heater and go for a dip myself. God knows I need it after all the headache you give me."
Priscilla then glanced at me, "My daughter is yours to do with as you please, make sure not to go easy on her."
"Mom!!" Pacifica cried in outrage but Priscilla pretended not to hear her as she turned around and walked away
When Priscilla turned the corner Pacifica spun to face me with a baleful glare, "I hope you happy now asshole!"
"Not really," I muttered as I moved away from Pacifica and turned my attention to the stacks of files on the table, "Now I have to deal with your bratty bullshit while doing all this work."
"Who are you calling bratty!" Pacifica scoffed as she continued to glare at me while I unstacked the boxes and peaked inside at their contents, "And what do you mean all the work, didn't you hear my mother?! I'm supposed to be helping you!"
Now it was my turn to scoff, "Like hell I'm letting you help, you'd probably just mess everything up and make my job a hundred times harder than it has to be."
"W-what's that supposed to mean?!" Pacifica asked, offended as she crossed her arms.
I took out a manila folder and peered inside, "It means that I think you're incapable of anything that requires a modicum of common sense, effort, and/or intelligence."
Pacifica's jaw dropped "Are you calling me stupid?!"
"If it took you that long to put that together, then you're worse off than I thought," I muttered in a flat tone as I put the folder over to the side and grabbed another out of the box.
Pacifica turned a bright shade of red as her jaw clenched and her hands balled into fists, "Fine then I'll just stay out of your way, and you can tell my mother that you didn't need my help after all so there's no need to punish me!"
"Yeah, I don't think so," I replied with a slow shake of my head, "I'm gonna tell your mother that you weren't any help whatsoever."
"W-what if you say it like that she'll think it's all my fault!" Pacifica stressed and my only response was to give her a look that said, 'no duh.'
Realizing what my intentions were, Pacifica let out a frustrated scream and actually charged me, "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!"
With very little urgency, I turned to face Pacifica and easily caught her fist as she tried to wail on me like a little kid, "L-Let me go, you brute!"
Letting out a sigh I pulled Pacifica over to the table holding out her arms with one hand until she was bent over her torso resting against the table top with her behind sticking up in the air, "H-hey what are you-"
I interrupted Pacifica with a swat across the bottom of her ass, catching the back of her thighs as well, "O-ow! S-stop that, it hurts!"
"That's the point," I muttered while pulling back my hand for another swat that reverberated off of the walls followed by Pacifica's cry of pain, "I bet this is the first time in your life that you've ever been punished for your rancid behavior."
"I-I don't deserve this!" Pacifica insisted and I smacked her again watching her smooth skin start to redden, "J-just wait until I tell my mothe-"
Another spank cut Pacifica off, but this time instead of crying out in pain Pacifica bit her lip and let out a muffled squeak and that's when I noticed that her backside wasn't the only part of her body that was flushed.
'Don't tell me shes…' Raising my hand again I hit Pacifica extra hard across the top of her ass and watched as her entire body flinched and her eyes rolled back with another muffled squeak, 'Well this suddenly became a lot more interesting.'
I paused and waited for Pacifica to relax and after a second she looked back at me, "W-why did you stop?"
"Because normally people don't enjoy getting spanked," I muttered with a small smirk, "Who would have thought that the spoiled princess would be a sexual deviant?"
"I am n-"
I spanked Pacifica again, catching her off guard and giving her no time to muffle her excited gasp which was deafening in the room.
I laughed as Pacifica turned a bright shade of pink, "Still going to deny it?"
"I-I d-don't…" Pacifica stammered trying to come up with some excuse but all she could do was blush furiously and advert her gaze, "P-please just let me go."
"Hmm, that's the first time you've actually shown some manners," I muttered but satisfied Pacifica's request as I let go of her wrists and stepped back, "See, you don't always have to be a bitch to get things you want. You can thank your parents for teaching you that screaming and throwing a fit is the only way."
"I still hate you," Pacifica muttered as she glared at me.
I let out an unimpressed grunt but instead of replying I grabbed a box and placed it in front of Pacifica, "Look through this box and pull out anything that seems like it has to do with money. Anything else put into a separate pile."
Pacifica stared at me with a blank look on her face, "You're letting me help you?"
"I think that it's in both of our best interests that we get this done as quickly as possible," I replied matter-of-factly as I picked up another file, "You don't want to be stuck in here with me any more than I do with you."
Pacifica paused and I could feel her eyes on me, "Y-yeah, you're right."
"Of course I am, not stop stalling and get to work."