"Ah!"
Pacifica let out a yelp of pain as she felt the leather kiss her sensitive skin once more, no doubt leaving behind a stinging red welt, "S-stop, you're g-gonna leave a bruise!"
Shaking his head at Pacifica's plea, Ramon sighed loudly, "Believe me, if I were hitting you hard enough to bruise you would already be in tears. Though maybe I should, you're probably enjoying this too much."
Pacifica's cheeks, "W-what are you talking about?! There's no way I would enjoy being humiliated like this!"
"Really? Well, maybe you just pissed yourself a little bit, because right now your g-string is looking a little damp," Ramon muttered as he hooked Pacifica's bikini bottom and pulled, causing the fabric to bite into her skin and even more sensitive places.
"Eep!" Pacifica squeaked as she felt the initial flare of pain followed by the surge of pleasure as the fabric pressed and rubbed against her lower lips, 'O-oh god w-what is he doing?!'
Ramon watched as Pacifica buried her face in the desk while her back arched and her hips moved subtly from side to side, trying to rub against the weggie he was giving her, "Like a bitch in heat, you can't even help it, can you? You poor thing."
Gritting her teeth, Pacifica managed to lift her head from the table and glare at Ramon, "I'm going to destroy you. Once my mother sees what you've done to me, she'll have you arrested and thrown in jail!"
"Arrested for what? Disciplining her child, I thought that's what she wanted me to do?" Ramon asked innocently, "How was I supposed to know that the prim and proper Pacifica Northwest would turn out to get excited over being spanked and talked down to?"
Pacifica's eyes widened as she realized what Ramon was insinuating, "Y-you don't seriously think my mother would believe such a ridiculous story?!"
"I think anyone would after seeing the state you're in," Ramon replied confidently as he brushed his belt against Pacifica's ass, making her flinch and her toes curl, "You should be ashamed of yourself, your mother certainly would be."
Ramon's words hit Pacifica like a punch, and her gut twisted up into a nervous knot as she imagined the disapproving way her mother would look at her, "S-she wouldn't…"
"Yes, she would," Ramon insisted calmly, "Because people always have expectations of others, and when you go against what they expect, they can't help but get angry."
"So what, she's always angry at me," Pacifica muttered, "Everyone always is, no matter what I do!"
"Surely not everyone, what about those two girls who were with you at my restaurant?" Ramon asked slowly, adopting a more considerate tone.
"You mean Bonnie and Heather?" Pacifica scoffed, "Those miserable bitches, sometimes I wonder if I would be better off cutting them out of my life! But who are you to talk, you've been judging me since the moment we met!"
"Judging yes," Ramon admitted, "But I've at least given you a chance to prove yourself."
"W-what are you talking about?" Pacifica hissed, but her voice faltered halfway through her sentence, "Y-you have me bent over a table with my ass out!"
"Because you misbehaved," Ramon answered calmly, "But before you started to act up, I was actually complimenting you."
Pacifica paused as she remembered the backhanded compliment Ramon had sent her way, 'I thought he was being sarcastic. He actually meant it?'
"You really thought I was doing a good job?" Pacifica asked hesitantly.
"A very good job," Ramon replied, and Pacifica felt a strange flush of heat spread through her chest, 'Why does it feel so good when he tells me I've been doing a good job?'
"Now that I understand what you're dealing with, I can see why you acted out," Ramon spoke, his voice dropping into a deeper octave that sent chills up Pacifica's spine, "But I can't take back your punishment; otherwise, I can't help you."
Pacifica let out a shuddering breath, "H-help me?"
"You care too much what other people think…it must be exhausting to be carrying that weight around with you all the time," Ramon explained softly as he let go of Pacifica's bikini and ran his hand up her spine, tracing the curvature, "I can help you let go of that, I can teach your how to live a stress free life. But in return, you need to learn that my word is absolute, you need to learn how to obey."
Pacifica felt her heart skip a beat, 'What is he doing to me?'
"Now, are you ready to take your punishment?" Ramon asked.
"Y-yes," Pacifica replied after a brief pause, her voice shaking with a mixture of anxiety and excitement.
"Good, now count them out, nice and loud," Ramon instructed, and after Pacifica nodded, his belt sliced through the air and landed against Pacifica's rounded peach, making it jiggle and recoil like pudding.
"O-one!" Pacifica gasped.
Ramon struck again, this time bringing the belt down across her left cheek, "T-two!"
Struggling to project her voice, Pacifica clenched her jaw in an effort to ground herself amidst the pleasure and pain, making her feel lightheaded, 'M-my heart feels like it's about to explode.'
"Hmm, are you alright?" Ramon suddenly asked, and Pacifica gasped as she felt his hand gingerly brush her tender flesh that was quickly turning a lovely shade of pink, "Should I stop? It seems like this is too much for you."
"N-no!" Pacifica immediately exclaimed without even truly knowing why, as she looked back at Ramon, "D-don't stop, I can take it!"
Ramon stared at Pacifica for a long moment before a small smile graced his lips, "You're stronger than I initially gave you credit for. I'm almost proud to see you so determined."
Again, Pacifica's heart skipped a beat as Ramon praised her, and she couldn't help but think about the last time someone had been so supportive of her. But after a second, Pacifica realized that she couldn't.
"Are you ready for the next one?" Ramon asked, interrupting Pacifica's thoughts before they could drift any further.
"Yes," Pacifica answered as her hands balled into fists.
"Then face forward," Ramon instructed calmly, and Pacifica was quick to obey, looking forward to feeling the sharp sting of pain followed by the persistent burning pleasure.
"T-three."
"Fo-our!"
"Fffive!"
"S-six!"
"S-se-even!"
"Eight!!"
"N-ninee!"
"TEN!"
Pacifica belted out the final count, tears in her eyes and her entire body shaking from the overwhelming cathartic euphoria rushing through her.
"Very well done, Pacifica," Ramon praised as he stepped back, "I'll admit I underestimated you. I wasn't going easy on the last three strikes."
Pacifica sniffed and tried to stand up, only for her legs to fail her. "I-I can't move."
"Here, can you at least turn around?" Ramon asked as he put his belt down on the table.
Pacifica nodded, and after a second, she turned around to face Ramon as he reached out and picked her up by the waist, "Here, wrap your arms around my neck."
"O-okay," Pacifica muttered and did as Ramon directed, wrapping her arms around her neck, bringing their bodies even closer toghether causing her breasts to squish against this hard and broad chest, 'S-so hard.'
Holding her weight effortlessly, Ramon moved over to his chair and sat down, ending up with Pacifica's leg's strandling his waist and her head resting on his shoulder.
"Did I do well?" Pacifica asked as she felt her breathing slowly even out as she melted into Ramon, and noticed the intoxicating scent that lingered around him.
"Very well," Ramon answered as his hands came down and started to massage Pacifica's abused bottom, making her wince and flinch, "O-ow."
"If I don't do this, know it's only going to hurt more later on," Ramon explained as he continued to fondle Pacifica's juicy peach, "It should start feeling better in a couple of seconds."
Pacifica opened her mouth, ready to complain even more, when she felt the stinging pain turn into a throbbing pleasure that spread throughout her body like the relaxing heat of a hot spring, 'W-woah.'
Pacifica's body relaxed even more as she completely surrendered herself to Ramon's fingers, quickly drifting into a pleasurable lull loosing track of time and the world around her.
"Hmm, we should probably get back to work," Ramon suddenly spoke up sometime later, rousing Pacifica from her trance.
"A-already," Pacifica asked, unable to hide the disappointment in her voice as she sat up and stared into Ramon's eyes.
"Don't worry, I'm not done with you yet," Ramon reassured her, "That is if you want me to continue."
Pacifica nodded as she ran her hands down Ramon's front, feeling the hard lines of his muscles, "I don't know why, but it feels like for the first time in my life…I feel like I'm alive."