Parallel World - Class Society Korea (4)
"Um... should I be hit on the calves? Or... on the butt?"
"Huh?" I thought for a moment before answering. "Lift your dress and stick your butt out."
The moment I spoke, Ayoung grabbed the hem of her dress with her left hand and pulled it all the way up to her waist. Her pale thighs and beautiful hips came into view. She placed her right hand on the large desk by the window, bent forward at the waist, and pushed her hips back, lowering her head as she waited for my "punishment."
Her posture... looks pretty good.
Meanwhile, I pulled the wheeled chair out from between her and the desk and shoved it into the corner. The sound of the wheels rolling echoed through the relatively quiet room. I rested my hand on the desk and gently pressed down on Ayoung's back as she leaned over it.
"Huh?..." She looked confused, but when I applied more pressure she bent lower and lower until she was fully in an L-shape. With her hands on the desk, her upper body sank until her right arm from elbow to palm lay flat against the surface. Her left hand, still clutching the hem of her dress, also came to rest on the edge of the desk. The dress slipped further up her torso, exposing her slender waist.
I stood to her left, switch in my right hand, cracked phone still in my left. I looked down and admired her beautiful form. Her lovely waist, plump and cute buttocks, smooth thighs, straight calves, slender ankles, and bare feet were all on display.
Her waist... is so tiny.
She was wearing pastel-striped panties, light blue and white. The soft colors suited her pure, innocent image perfectly. Beside the pastel fabric, her round, adorable cheeks peeked out. The smooth curve of her hips looked almost like a child's.
—Swish.
I felt her gaze on me. Still holding her position with hips pushed out, Ayoung had turned her head to look at me when I didn't strike right away. Her face, peering up from below, was filled with worry.
—Grin.
I couldn't help but smile at the sight. "Look forward," I ordered.
"Yes..." She turned her head back to the front.
I placed the cracked phone I had been holding onto the desk right in front of her. "Keep watching it."
"I'm sorry..."
"Shut up and just stare at the phone you broke."
"Yes..."
While she obediently fixed her eyes on the phone, I reached out with my now-free left hand and placed it on her butt. She flinched in surprise.
—Twitch!
"Eek!..."
But she couldn't do anything more. My left hand began kneading her soft, plump cheeks. They felt marshmallow-soft and yielding, almost like a baby's. Then, without thinking, I gave her a light slap.
—Smack.
Just as I expected, her elastic flesh jiggled softly under my palm.
So squishy...
After that single slap, I felt my body growing hotter. Strength flowed into my right hand, making the switch feel even more real. It had the texture of a whip. With my left hand still resting on her lower back, I swung the switch hard across her buttocks.
—Thwack!
"Kyaaah!"
The sound was far louder than when I'd used my hand. The switch wrapped around her skin with a sharp sting. I'd never used one before, yet it felt strangely natural in my grip. A pained moan escaped her lips, and the sound only excited me more. I gritted my teeth and swung again.
—Thwack!
"Aah!"
Haa...
Another cry followed. The switch came down again and again in an excited rhythm.
—Thwack!!
"Kyaaah!"
—Thwack!
"Kyaaah!"
—Thwack!!
"Aah!"
Before long I was striking her with full force, lost in the moment. The blows were much harder than at the start.
—Thwack!
"Aaaah!"
Her moans grew louder with each strike. I kept swinging until my arm finally slowed.
Hoo...
"Hic... hic..."
When I paused, I noticed tears dripping onto the desk from Ayoung's eyes. Her left cheek was streaked with tears, and more drops fell steadily from her chin.
"Hic... hic... S-sorry... I'm so sorry..."
In this world she was my servant, apologizing for breaking my possession. The parallel-world smartphone didn't matter much whether it was broken or lost, so I ignored her heartfelt apology and examined her buttocks instead. Red welts from the switch now crisscrossed her once-pale, plump cheeks. I ran my left hand over the raised lines.
"Aah!... Hic..."
She whimpered when my fingers brushed the marks. My hand slid upward until my index finger hooked the waistband of her panties. I began to pull them down slowly.
—Slide.
"Aah!... N-no... please don't!"
Ayoung panicked and grabbed my hand with her left, stopping the panties from sliding any lower. Her head had turned toward me, her tear-filled eyes pleading. I gave her a firm order.
"Look forward."
"B-but..."
I stared at her wet, defiant eyes for a moment, then pried her hand away and let go of the waistband. Her dress was already bunched at her waist, so her hips and thighs remained exposed. I raised the switch again and brought it down hard.
—Thwack!!
"Kyaaah!"
Her head snapped forward on its own. The sudden pain made her knees buckle; her heels lifted off the floor as her beautiful legs tensed. Her left hand clutched the desk to keep from collapsing. With her heels raised, her legs looked as if she were wearing invisible high heels.
I placed my left hand on her lower back again, gripping the bunched dress to keep it from slipping, and spoke.
"Ayoung. I don't think you've been punished enough yet."
"I-I'm sorry..."
"Look forward."
The cracked phone still lay in front of her.
"You did something wrong, didn't you?"
"Yes..."
"Then you need to be punished, right?"
"Yes..."
She didn't argue further. I began swinging the switch once more.
—Thwack!
"Kyaaah!"
—Thwack!
"Aah!"
—Thwack!
"Aaaah!"
Her heels stayed lifted. I swung with more skill now, wrist loose and fluid, each strike landing sharper and louder than before. Her cries grew even more intense.
—Thwack!!
"Kyaaah!"
—Thwack!
"Haaah!"
I kept going until my arm burned and my breathing grew heavy.
Hoo...
"Hic... hic..."
When I stopped, her sobs were louder than before. Tears streamed freely down her face now. After catching my breath, I hooked my finger under her panties again.
"Hic... hic..."
She felt it, but this time she didn't resist. She simply stayed still, as if she understood what would happen if she refused again.
—Slide.
I slowly pulled the panties down. They dragged over the red welts, making her gasp.
"Haaah..."
Soon they slipped past her knees and fell to the floor. I let go, straightened up, and took in the full view of her bare, pale buttocks.
—Thud.
I set the switch on the desk and began unbuckling my belt.