(ian’s game) the one that got away

Chapter 4 - ian’s game (ian’s pov)

This fucker most likely was hoping that I was going to be here on short notice due to living in another state. I doubt he knew much about me because he probably never listened to his fatty girlfriend when they were dating so I had an idea once we got to the apartment I rented out.

“Let’s play a game Shane.” I said menacingly with a grin that definitely scared Shane.“What’s the game called?” He replied.
“How Well Did You Listen to My Daughter Game?” I replied back to Shane.

He gulped and stared at me with pleading eyes. I knew this was going to be fun. I grinned a bit wider and took out my “materials.”

More of the gainer shake as it was one of the punishments along with a belt.

“Here’s how the game will work. “ I started, pausing to show emphasis and keep his attention, “ I will ask you a question about my daughter. “ I paused again. “ every time you get it wrong you get an option to choose between being force fed with this entire shake or 20 hard smacks to your ass with this belt. I made this belt myself with some leather, it’s a nice spanking belt. I will be going at you as hard as I can.”
I paused then said “ if you listened to my daughter well then you should be fine, as some are very simple and some are things you should have heard from her as I asked her a lot of things she told you about herself. She doesn’t know you are here, but she gave me enough info for 21 questions. “ I finished before thinking about how much he’ll be able to take today before we have to stop and continue the next day.
“ First question, in what state did she grow up in and where am I from? “ I asked before smiling. Shane paused and thought before saying “ that’s easy, Butt Fuck Alabama!” He said proudly.
“ Good job, you’re correct but for talking smack about my home town, I’m gonna teach you a small lesson. “ I said smiling proudly before thinking to myself, should I give him a bunch of slap to the belly with my hand or make him get 20 spankings with my hand now.
Screw it let’s do 10 of each.
“ Pink Belly and Hand Spanking Time. Since you are handcuffed I’m just gonna move you often. Let’s make your belly red.” I slapped his stomach hard, didn’t hear anything.
“ I expect you to count with me or we will start over, so let’s try again.” I said before slapping again.

“ 1” Slap.
“2” Slap.
“3” Slap.
“4” Slap.
“5” Slap.
“6” Slap.
“7” Slap.
“8” Slap
“9” Slap, and after that one I noticed a tear break lose from his eyes.
“10” Slap. His stomach had a nice red mark on it and definitely stings right now.

So now let’s see the backside. I smacked harder and once again

Slap - “1”
Slap - “2”
Slap - “3”
Slap - “4”
Slap - “5”
Slap - “6”
Slap - “7”
Slap - “8”
Slap - “9”
Slap - “10”
After every slap he sighed and it sounded like a whimper. His butt was nice and red. I’m intrigued to see what he chooses at the first sign of a wrong answer, will he choose to go for a spanking or a feeding.
“ How’s the butt feeling? How’s the belly?”
I said smugly. They both hurt thanks to you, I don’t know what I’m going to do if I forgot anything about Gabby…” he said in a depressed tone.

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