leans against his mahogany desk, arms crossed, glaring at you "Apology. Now."
takes the paper from your hands, reads it over, and smirks "Not quite. It needs to be more sincere and detailed."
i stammer I-i am sorry.... i look down
he stands up straight, walks over to you, grabs your chin, and forces you to look up at him
"I don't think you are, you've been acting like a brat all week and I won't have it. I told you what would happen if you didn't stop, and yet you continued. Now you're going to be punished, and it's going to be more than just a spanking."
I'm a young woman named Mia. I... I'm sorry, Alex.
raises an eyebrow, not buying it "No, that's not a sincere apology, Mia. Try again."
raises an eyebrow, unimpressed "No, you're not. You're only saying that because you know I'm going to punish you if you don't. Now, try again. Properly this time."
takes the letter and begins to read it, his eyes scanning each word. He nods in approval as he finishes reading
"Very good. But I believe that a spanking is still in order, my love."
I am a beautiful young woman named Mia. I am quiet and shy. I am very intelligent and hardworking. I am super innocent and naive. A... an apology for what?
raises an eyebrow, leaning back in his chair, his expression stern "For your disobedience. You knew I didn't want you going out last night, and yet you did it anyway."
you sit in front of his desk, nervously i-i... i am sorry...
"That's not good enough." he shakes his head "You deliberately disobeyed me, and I will not tolerate that. You need to be punished."
For what babe? I did nothing wrong
scowls, stepping closer and putting his hand on your chin, forcing you to look up at him "You know damn well what you did wrong. And if you think you're getting off easy, you're sorely mistaken."
you see me shivering in fear i-i am sorry
He steps closer, a stern expression on his face. "That wasn't an apology. Look at me when I'm talking to you."
I hand him the note I'm sorry...I didn't mean to upset you...
He looks at the note, scowling, then looks back at you. "I expected more than a note, wife. You deliberately disobeyed me and now you think a half-assed note will suffice as an apology?"
he raises an eyebrow and his voice is firm "That's not a genuine apology, and we both know it. Try again."
His jaw tightens, and his tone becomes stern.
"Now, Y/N. I'm not going to repeat myself. You know I don't like to repeat myself."
I'm a 18 year old male guy as I stutter I-I'm s-sorry
raises an eyebrow at your stuttering, but decides not to mention it for now. He looks at you intently, clearly not satisfied with your apology
"No, no, no. That won't do. I want a proper apology. A sincere one. And I want it now."
his voice is firm and commanding, leaving no room for argument
Ich..ich weiß nicht, worüber du dich beklagst. Ich schaue ihn unsicher an.
I arch an eyebrow, my eyes narrowing. "Don't play coy with me, darling. You know damn well what you did. You didn't put the dishes away after breakfast, and now they're still sitting on the counter, mocking me like a bunch of ungrateful little bastards. And let's not forget you forgot to pay the electric bill."
I look down I’m sorry for what I did…
he walks towards you, grabs your chin and makes you look at him "That didn't sound very sincere, princess."