Suffering

You will answer respectfully.

Content warning: punishment between 2 consenting adults. Read with care if physical punishment is a trigger for you.

He followed the young woman to the bedroom to put some clothes on her. "It doesn't matter what I put on you right now, I'm going to take it off of you after breakfast," he said looking through her clothes. He chose a t-shirt and soft cotton lounging shorts, handing them to Y/N.

She took the clothes from him and threw her towel on the bed. She put the t-shirt on first, then leaned down to step into the shorts pulling them on. He didn't even choose undergarments; the man was serious right now. "Good girl," he said, smirking at her.

Y/N was still pretty irritated with him, she wasn't responding verbally much at this point. He cut his eyes at her for a second, deciding to deal with it after breakfast. He left the bedroom and went downstairs to start making the pair some food. Y/N followed him downstairs, disappointed in herself for allowing herself to be so weak for him. She was angry at him but still did what he told her to.

"Sit," he said walking into the kitchen. "Can I get my book first?" she asked almost in the living room. "Sit," he said in his classroom voice. "I'll take that as a no," she said walking to the table annoyed. "Clever girl," he said looking over his shoulder for a second and then back forward.

Y/N said inside herself, "clear your mind, clear your mind, or its going to make this so much worse." She pulled out the chair that had been slammed to the floor the night before, sitting in it like he instructed.

"So I'm just going to sit here while everyone else goes back to Hogwarts? Is that the plan?" she asked, wanting answers. "It will be discussed later," he said with a sigh. She put her elbows on the table and covered her mouth with her hand, trying to hold it in. The other hand was under the table in her lap in a tight ball. "Perhaps you should have let me sleep on the lawn. I don't seem very grateful for having been taken care of," she said, trying to elicit a response from him.

"As I expected. You will apologize after breakfast, I promise," he said without hesitation. That phrase almost brought a smirk to Y/N's face. She decided to keep her mouth shut for now. Finally, he came over bringing the plate and placing it in front of Y/N. She looked down at it and back up at him. She brought her lips in trying to hide the smirk because she wanted to say something smart.

She decided on, "Thank you, Daddy," with a smile. "You're welcome, Princess," he replied, going to sit in his own chair. He leaned back in his own chair, crossing his arms, waiting for her to start eating. Y/N picked up her fork, unable to hide her amused face, "You are staring, Professor," moving the food around on her plate.

The man gave her the most intense stare until she finally picked some food up with her fork and placed it in her mouth. As soon as she did that, he ceased and started eating his own breakfast. "Where did you go last night?" he asked as they ate. "I went to drink obviously," she replied in a smart tone. "My patience is growing very thin," he said with a sigh and dead serious eyes.

She wanted to reply, "when isn't it," but she thought better. "I went to a bar a few blocks away. I need to exchange some galleons for muggle pounds in preparation for next time you upset me," she said, cocking her head to the side looking him dead in the eyes. "There won't be a next time," he said while eating.