A willing punishment (F/f)

 I sat on my bed,wondering how or rather why life had become such a mess.

"I'm an 18 year old girl now,i should be responsible" i told this to myself a hundred times and yet here i am,flunked in an important test yet again.

My room is a mess and it had been so for over a year.I was never regular for my collage let alone punctual.I'm addicted to procastination.I never take my assignments seriously nor do i make any attempt to do well in my tests.I do pass most of them but that stops there.It is really hard to belive that i was once the class topper.Maybe this is because there is no one to question me,no one asks about my performance reports anymore,now that i'm grown up.It used to be much better during the childhood.Every test of mine used to be taken seriously and failure to get a good score meant being grounded.That used to scare me back then and maybe that's why i always studied hard,trying to avoid being grounded.I wish mom was just as strict as she used to be.Although i'm not sure it would have the same effect...maybe i need something more than just a grounding,something that could force me to get back on track again.

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"Something wrong sweety?" mom asked as i kept staring at my food,yet to be touched.

"I smoked again and also i failed the retest" i said looking at her.I dint want to hide things anymore,i needed her help to get out of this.

There was silence.I could see the disappointment in her eyes.

"Just be careful..its your future after all" she said after a long pause, slowly walking away.I could sense the sorrow in her voice.This made me feel even worse.

"Mom,wait!" she stopped to look at me with a crestfallen face.

"I know how you're feeling but believe me,i'm feeling a hundred times worse!I know i have been irresponsible and all but that is seriously not what i intended for.It has just become easy for me mind to go whatever way i want because now there's nothing i'm scared of.I'm no longer scared of losing my phone or computer on weekends,no longer scared of being restricted to my room..that is why it has become so easy for me to go way out of line" I babbled out everything in a very fast pace.I wondered if mom understood any of it.

"I thought you were too old for all that now.You think i should keep doing that?start grounding you again?"

"Honestly mom,i don't think that's going to be much of an incentive for me to stop anything"

"Then what else should i do?Hit you?"she said in quite an angry tone

"If that's what it takes to change me then yes"

She gave me a surprised look but i was unmoved,i said it.I was ready to accept whatever punishment she gives me and i made that clear.

"You are the only one who can help me,i am ready to do anything you say from here on" i said with sorry eyes.

She gave a long pause and said

"I will think about something,you go study now" she said,quickly walking away.

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I was lying on my bed thinking about everything i told mom the previous night.Would she think i'm behaving weird? Would she consider hitting me?But mom had never laid a hand on me or anyone else for that matter..she can't do that.So what would she?

I heard the door open and mom walked in closing the door behind her.I sat up as she sat beside be putting her hand round my shoulders.

"I'm sorry honey,now that i think of it i see that i shouldn't have neglected you,this was my mistake too" she said

"mom don't blame yourself, you should have been a bit more hard on be but how could you?you love me after all"

She smiled.

"Alright,i understand that things like grounding wont work on you anymore,so i think the only option that would work is spanking"

That hit me hard.I was surprised that she even knew about something like spanking.I was in total confusion as to what to say.

"Aisha?is that ok with you?" she asked gently.

"umm...yes,i told you i'd accept anything you say"

"Good.Then i'll have to do it now for all the things you have done.Lie down on the bed,face down" she said with such a stern voice that it almost startled me.

I complied.

She went out of the room and soon returned with my dads old belt.The sight of that belt scared the shit out of me.I know she might be using a belt but yet i couldn't help little shivers down the spine.

"Although i hate to do it i'm going to make this hurt so you remember it well and wont make me do it again.Ready?"

I nodded.

She folded the belt and took a deep breath and then the first hit landed

WHACK!!

It hurt.Hurt bad.She hit me too hard,with everything shes got.Maybe it was due to the lack of experience that she dint know the extent of pain i'd be getting.She continued,with a few seconds gap in between each stroke.

WHACK!!

WHACK!!

WHACK!!

Tears started flowing down my eyes and i was already biting the bed sheet trying not to yelp.

WHACK!!

WHACK!!

WHACK!!

I couldn't resist anymore.I let go of the bed sheet and started crying but i dint move.I knew i deserved this.

"All these days i have been worried as to what i could do to change you and i'm glad you opened up to me.I know this hurts but it hurts me even more" she said softly.

She stopped hitting me and i hoped it was over.I couldn't take anymore.My bottom is already on fire.After about half a minute i felt a sting again,even harder this time and immediately followed by another two equally hard ones.

WHACK!!

WHACK!!

WHACK!!

Those three strokes with no gap in between made me choke on my yelps.I buried myself in the bed and started crying hard.

"This may or may not be the last time depending on your future actions.I din't want to do this again but i will if i have to.I won't let you spoil yourself anymore.Come down when you feel better and we will talk" she said softly brushing my hair away from my face.

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It took me over half an hour to finally calm down.My bottom hurt like hell but it made me happy.Strangely enough i'm not feeling angry or sad but relived.I'm glad that i don't have to face life alone.Glad that there is someone who would not let me make any more mistakes.Glad that i'm accountable to someone for my actions.I slowly went up to the mirror and undid my jeans to check my bottom.I could see angry red welts slowly fading away all over my bottom and upper thighs.

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