dillonmania

Title: HBIC
Rating: R
Word Count: 420
Characters: Golden Glider/Top
Summary: Somebody has to exert a little discipline around here...
Warnings: Spanking
Notes: Belated birthday gift for spankingfemme (whew, finally caught up from last year!). Incidentally, "HBIC" is an Internet acronym meaning "Head Bitch In Charge". Oh, the things you pick up from kids on Tumblr...



The steady drip-drip of the leaking sink has now become a more worrisome stream, and Lisa bites her lip.
“Roscoe!” she shouts as she empties the bucket and places it back under the drainpipe. “You need to fix the sink now!”
There is no answer, so she huffs and stomps over to his workshop, where he’s intently welding one of his infernal devices.
“Roscoe! The sink! Remember the leaky sink? You said you would fix it!”
He studiously ignores her, continuing to weld.
“It’s leaking more than ever, Roscoe, so go fix it.”
“I’m busy.”
“Put down that crap for a minute and fix it before the bucket spills all over the floor!” she orders him, now really starting to get angry, but he’s as calm as ever.
“I’m busy. I will get to it in an hour, Lisa; please go away and let me finish.”

Well, that is the last straw. Lisa strides over to his chair and pulls him to his feet. He blinks with surprise and irritation at her as she maintains a firm grip on his arm.
“I beg your pardon..!” he sputters indignantly, more startled than angry, and that was probably the wrong thing to say.
“That’s not all you’ll beg for,” she declares with a smirk, and slaps his ass with all her strength. The look on his face is priceless, so she swats his butt again.
“What..?” is all he manages to yelp before she spanks him a third time.
“When I tell you to do something, you’ll do it! Without any backtalk!” she says firmly as she continues spanking him, and is gratified to see his body language shift. He’s actually submitting to her, whether out of intimidation or surprise or deciding he likes it. But she definitely likes it.

“Are you going to do what I told you?” she demands, her hand pausing in the air, and he nods meekly. The next blow is harder.
“Answer me.”
“Yes, I’ll do it. Right away.”
“Good boy.”
She spanks him a few more times for good measure, pleased by his obvious wincing. Then she releases his arm and gives him a gentle shove.
“Go fix the sink,” she tells him, and he obediently slinks away. However, the kitchen’s not far off and she knows he can hear her.
“And when you’re done in there, you’ll report back to me for more discipline. I think you might need further instruction.”
At first there’s no reply, but soon she hears a low chuckle. “Yes ma’am.”