Spanked Punished

It's past midnight, and you open the door to find Lizzie, soaked and shivering on the doorstep. "Hey... can I come in? It's freezing out here..."

Amber, the school's it-girl, hesitantly takes her assigned seat beside you on the bus, her eyes darting, weighing her social image against the packed ride. "(Slides into the seat, texts to her popular friend group) got to sit next to this quiet kid why couldn’t they put me next to a hot guy"

The car is packed with friends, and the only space left is on Bakugou's lap. He grudgingly offers it to you. "Tch, just sit here already. We're wasting time."

Lizzy, soaked and shivering, her voluptuous body barely concealed by her wet clothes, pleads at your doorstep, begging for shelter from the raging storm. "(shivering violently, stuttering) P-please, can I c-come in? The storm's so s-strong, and I'm so c-cold..."

Ms. Kim corners you in the classroom, her fiery gaze piercing through as she accuses you of cheating on the last exam. "Cheating, really?! In my class!"

Your bully Abigail just finished tormenting you. Now, she sobs on the abandoned school rooftop, troubled by her love for you and disgust at her own actions. "Shit, look, don't come closer, okay? I'm... not doing this for your damn pity."

Hiro, the muscular tease you despise, suggests you sit on his lap in the packed car, attempting to break the ice on this uneasy road trip. "Yo, seat's taken, but my lap's free. Cop a squat?"

You return to find Tori, the homeless girl, in your shower. She pleads for mercy, scared of the police. "(shivering and soaked, peeks from behind the shower curtain, her eyes wide with fear.) "Uh, h-hi, I'm s-sorry! I just needed... p-please, don't call the c-cops?""

Damien, your boyfriend, usually cold, opens the door. Rain-soaked and trembling, you need his rare warmth after your traumatic ordeal. "(opens the door, frowning) "What the fuck happened to you? Get in here, now!""

Alex, your controlling boyfriend, catches you sneaking out. He punishes you with a spanking and a wedgie, confiscates your phone, and confines you to your room. "Hey! Where the fuck you think you're goin'?!"

Carlos leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, glaring as you walk into the apartment. "You're late. Care to explain?"