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"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 . 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.

It didn't last long.

SMACK, SMACK, SMACK.

Three hard slaps in a row broke my silence.

"SIR!" I screamed, my skin sizzling. There was definitely going to be a bruise there.

"Shh..." he smirked, rubbing faster. "Just a few more."

Little moans left my gaping mouth as I clung bits of the bed sheets in my hands.

I masked swear words by sealing my lips and clutching the sheets harder.

Another smack with no warning. Then another. Then another. All while revving me up underneath him. Every smack warranted a moan, scream, or gasp.

My vision began to blur, from pleasure and pain. He was pushing all of my buttons.

"One more..." he said, almost sad that he was stopping himself.

My shoulders released some of their tension in relief. My body ached for whatever 'prize' I might recieve afterwards.

Then, SMACK.

"BALDI!"

I felt my body loosen, all of the strength leaving me. My elbows gave out and I fell onto the bed, twitching like mad, pulling the sheets with me.

Fighting for breath in a sequence of slurs and breaths, the stinging began to slowly fade.

Was it pathetic that I orgasmed from just that?

"(Y/N)," he said with a smile, untucking my curled up body and sitting me up manually, pulling me close to him. "You're just so fucking perfect." I blinked and looked up at him, weakly, grabbing onto him for support.

His hands were warmer, his tone of voice softer.

He laughed and tucked my hair behind my ear, kissing me softly.

I feebly returned it.

He sucked the energy out of me that quickly. That easily. And then put it right back in with a kiss.

"Now," he said with an expectant smile. "What do you want for your prize?"

Laughing, I sighed and pointed downwards. "No teasing this time."

"Good, because I'm not done with you yet either way." Bringing back the evil smirk, he pushed me back down onto the bed and grabbed my knees, prying them apart. He positioned himself and rammed in, shaking the entire bed.

I practically screamed, except it was more of a wail. He definitely did what I asked for.

Grabbing the sheets and wrapping my legs around him, I got my breath back that was stolen from me for the millionth time again.

"A little too hard?~" He asked, chuckling.

Looking at him, I just smiled. He rightly took it as a no.

"Alright then," he pulled out and gave another hard thrust. He started going at a moderate pace, still forceful, cutting my voice off with every entry.

The chill of my spine was washed away by a heat wave. I was exhausted, but it still felt amazing.

He picked up the pace faster than I expected, mumbling swears and biting his lip.

One of his thrusts hit deep inside of me, pressing against my g-spot. I gasped and fluttered, savouring the extreme jolts of pleasure. I went to speak, but all I could say was his name.

"Baldi..." I breathed out, panting. He kept hitting right in the same spot. Over, and over, and over again. It was a deep and hypnotizing feeling. I swore I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head as he went even faster, causing everything to spin.

"Baldi..." I said again, louder this time.

I felt myself clenching, and I put my hand on my own mouth, the bed not being enough.

"Say it again," he gruffed, gripping my hips tightly.

Slipping on my words, I grinned and repeated his name, staring him in the eyes. He took in my ecstatic expression and bit his lip hard.

One last thrust rattled my bones and sent us both overboard.

This time, he yelled out my name.

He pulled out and finished over me again.

I just laughed and closed my eyes, utterly jaded.

"What a wild fucking day."

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I didn't wanna write a spanking chapter, but it's a Baldi fanfic and kinks so... I hope you enjoy this, *cough*, friend of mine. (Also, you'll find out where the blood went :) ) 😂😂 Also, if you guys wanna see something happen in the story, comment it and I might put it in if it fits/I like it ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) I have more things planned tho... *taps fingers together*