Unexpected | Baldi x Reader (Fluff/Lemon)

Chapter 18: Rough (XXX)

((Art is by TwistyPinkLocks!!))

((BIG FAT LEMON WARNING))

"Good girl." He said quietly, unzipping his pants and pulling out his member. I stared at him the whole time. It was practically throbbing. Biting my lip, I tried to catch my breath again. I kept losing it from every movement he made.

"Alright..." he muttered, letting go of my now reddened wrists. "Be an angel and get on all fours."

I blushed heavily and rubbed my wrists, sitting up. "W-What?" I asked, wondering how far he was going to go with this.

He frowned at me and reached behind himself, pulling out the same ruler that he punished me the first day of school with. He gripped it and tapped the bed with it expectantly. "What did you say?"

I flinched and hastily nodded, turning around and getting on my hands and knees. "Nothing, sir."

"That's what I thought." He said, clearly satisfied with me.

I hated to admit it, but I wanted him to keep bossing me around. Dominate me. Just do it. I kept saying in my head, forgetting about everything, even what he had just done.

He trailed his cold fingers down the line of my spine.

His hands felt burning hot for a moment, and I yelped, whipping my head back to see what was burning. To my surprise, the blood on his face and hands were gone. But the stains on his clothes still remained.

Baldi acted like nothing happened and just laughed, smiling at me.

Thousands of questions ran through my mind until his voice yanked me back.

"The safe word is simple," he whispered, running a hand past my bottom and resting the tips of his fingers overtop of my opening. "It's just stop. Got it?~"

Tilting my head back, I caught a glimpse of his devilish smile again. "Yes, sir." I spoke with more confidence than before.

"Perfect." He said quietly, pushing his first finger down on my clit.

I gasped, twitching and looking away. I was terribly sensitive there. If he kept it up, I'd go overboard by just his finger. He made a satisfied sound and traced circles on it slowly, running the ruler over the skin of my backside.

"Fuck..." Partly from his touch and the other from anticipation, I moaned out.

"Don't get too excited, I've barely done anything." He teased, picking up the pace of his finger just the tiniest bit. "Okay, time for the real punishment."

He lifted his arm into the air and smacked it back down onto my skin. I yelped and dug my nails into my palms. He didn't stop rubbing though.

It stung, but I did my best to keep my mouth closed.

"Was that not hard enough?" He asked, even though he already knew the answer.

He brought it back down again, harder this time in the same spot.

A little squeak escaped my mouth and I closed my eyes. I felt so disgusting that the pain was turning me on. This isn't supposed to be how it works.

SMACK.

SMACK.

Two more, each harder than the last. He was going faster on my clit too, and I swore that was only thing keeping me from kicking him.

"You're doing so well," he cooed, tracing the rectangular slap marks on my backside. "Keep it up and you might get a prize..."

I breathed out and savoured the moment of the ruler not slapping my skin.