"What, is she crazy," Rose exclaims and I hold back a chuckle. Right now we are currently watching Stranger Things: episode 3 of season 1. I don't know why but, everyone is saying that the series is so good that it's worth binge watching. It's a good show don't get me wrong but, I think that people are hyping it up too much, making people think it's soo fantastic when in fact it's average. Or at least that's what I think. When I first showed Rose the series she was skeptical to say the least but, after the first two episodes she was hooked. After episode 2 we took a break to go to the bathroom and get snacks, the snacks being popcorn, candy and a bag of doritos. Once the break was over we proceeded to watch the third episode and man is Rose mad. Right now we're at the part where Joyce- Will's mother- is trying to speak to Will still believing her son is alive and trying to contact her.

She hung up Christmas lights on the wall under each light were uppercase letters of the alphabet painted on her walls. She asks a question and after a few seconds it responds lighting up letters and in my mind I inwardly groan at her stupidity. What is she doing? I sigh and put my head in my hands. I take a deep breath trying to calm down my frustration, then I chuckle realizing how mad I'm getting over a tv show. It's actually pretty good, I think just as Joyce asks another question. I don't fully hear what she asks but, know she asked something along the lines of what to do because, of the letters that light bulbs lit up. R-U-N. Joyce looks confused and asks more questions rapid fire, causing Rose to mutter out a curse word. My brows furrow and I pinch her. She jumps and I give her a stern look. "No cursing." She nods and mutters an apology. I hum my acceptance and on tv it displays Joyce just standing there for a second before, the wall begins to grow a lump and soon tears showing a weird faceless alien monster thing. Joyce just stands there and Rose screams. "You stupid bitch run." I pause. Did she just...? She's staring at the screen, squirming in my lap and her non-casted leg continues to shake clearly frustrated and hyped up. I grab the remote and pause the show resulting in Rose's loud protests. "Sebastian what the hell?" She turns to look at me an annoyed expression on her face.

It takes everything in me not to put her over my lap and spank her until her ass falls off. I take a deep breath. No, I think. I will not punish her out of anger. I wait until I calm down to turn off the tv and position her so she's straddling me. By the time she's in this position she must have realized she did something wrong because, a look of fear crosses her face. I feel a stabbing sensation at my heart. I don't want my Rose to be afraid of me. I don't want her to think that I'd hurt her. I would never hurt her unless it was a punishment and even then I would never go too far.

"Rose," I say softly. She doesn't respond or look at me, so I try again. "Rose, look at me." She takes a deep breath and slowly lifts her head up. I give her a soft smile and she hesitantly returns it. "Rose no matter what you think or how angry I get I would never hurt you," I say, needing her to get this. Slowly she nods and I sigh and relief. "However-" she tenses and I slowly draw circles on her back in an attempt to calm her. "-when you do something out of line like cursing or not calling me by the name I told you to call me then that calls for punishment." She begins to squirm and I tighten my grip on her hip making her freeze. "You have two options of punishment: 1) I can give you a spanking or 2) you can have a time-out-" she relaxes and I smile before adding "- while naked." She tenses and a look of horror crosses her face. "Which one," I ask. "Neither," she says, quickly and I laugh. "Either you choose or I will," I say. "and I wouldn't mind staring at your naked ass for 20 minutes." Her eyes widen and her mouth drops. "20 minutes." I nod. "10 for cursing-5 for each curse word-, and 10 for not calling me Daddy." Her eyes bug out and I hold in a laugh. "You have 5 seconds." I hold up 5 fingers and counting down in my head I count down out loud with my fingers. 5 seconds. I put down a finger. 4 seconds. I put down a finger. 3 seconds. There goes another finger. 2 seconds. I put down a finger. I think she isn't going to decide in time. 1 seco- "Spanking," she blurts. "I choose to do the spankings." I smile. "Good choice." She glares at me and I raise a brow causing her to quickly stop. In a flash I have her on her stomach and am currently unbuttoning the button and pull down her panties. She squeals and I look down at her ass. Jesus, I inwardly groan. Nice and round and soft to the touch. I brush my hand lightly on her skin. I can't wait to take her virgin ass, I think. When the though crosses my mind I feel my cock harden and so can Rose because, she begins to squirm causing me to groan aloud. "Unless you want the hole in your ass to remain a virgin I suggest you stop moving," I warn. Immediately she stops moving and I watch as her cheeks turn a light shade of pink. I chuckle. "Every time my hand comes upon your ass you'll count and tell me your sorry. Understand?" When she doesn't I give her a light smack. "Yes, Daddy." I smile before, giving her a nice smack on the left cheek.

"One, I'm sorry Daddy."

Smack.

"Two, I'm sorry Daddy."

Smack.

"Three, I'm sorry Daddy."

I give her two more smacks getting to five and when I get to five I have to pause to give myself a moment to calm down. Having my hand smacking her ass affects me...a lot. I take a deep breath and just decide that I'll only do five more.

"Your being such a good girl taking your spanking well," I coo, then lie and say, "because you taking your spanking so well I'll only do five more." If I did more than five then I'd proceed to do something that my Rose isn't ready or prepared for. I continue to spank her.

Smack. She begins to cry.

"Six, I'm sorry Daddy

Smack. Her crying turns to sobs and I know I need to stop soon.

"S-Seven, I-I'm sorry D-Daddy."

Smack.

"..." She's sobbing so hard and it's killing me but, I need her to understand that what she said wasn't ok. I smack her hard causing her to jump.

"E-E-Eight,... I'm s-s-orry Daddy."

Smack.

"N...Nine, I'm sor-ry Daddy."

Smack! I smack her ask extra hard and she cries out.

"Ten, I-I-I'm sorry Daddy."

Looking down I see my hand prints all over her ass and if Rosaline wasn't on my lap there would be a tent in my pants. Sighing I push aside my lust and I pull up her panties. I lift my baby up, off my lap and onto my hip as I stand up making sure to hold onto her hips instead of under her ass. She wraps her arms around my neck and cries onto my shoulder as I head towards the bathroom. Once, in the bathroom I use one hand to grab the cold lotion ,that's in the bathroom cabinet. After, I return to Rose's room and I once again put Rose on my lap, stomach towards the ground. When I unbutton her button and pull her panties down and don't hear any protests I know she's lost her fight. Sighing in relief I squirt some cold lotion on my hand and slowly rub the lotion all over her tomato red ass. I hear her groan and have to stop myself from spreading her legs and- no, I think. No thoughts about that. Thoughts like that turn into actions and actions turns into regrets. I should know. I've done the same with Jared, Dylan and Scarlet, I especially regret Scarlet. Shaking away those thoughts with a shake of my head I return to my task at hand and soon I've rubbed in all the lotion. I pull up her underwear and sit her in a way where her bottom doesn't have any pressure on it yet, she isn't uncomfortable. I wrap the blankets once again around us and once again I turn on stranger things.