The Freshman Ch. 05

"Yes, Cecilia, I understand."

"Do you know why?"

"Because I shouldn't have gone out streaking?"

"Because you shouldn't have put yourself at risk like that! Runnin' around nude in the student center! What were you thinking? But that's not the worst part, Jason. That's not what really pisses me!"

"It isn't?"

Cecilia looked straight into Jason's eyes, her expression full of hurt and anger, some of which was genuine.

"Jason, here's why I'm really mad at you. Do you understand why you didn't get arrested?"

"Yeah, 'cause you told 'em we were doing a Tri-Alpha initiation...and...I really wanted to thank you for..."

"Stuff it. What you did, Jason, was you made me tell a lie. I had to tell a lie to Campus Security to get you out of trouble. That's why I'm pissed at you. You made me lie, Jason, you...made...me...lie! Do you have any idea how much I hate liars? And you turned me into one!"

Jason said nothing. He was so upset he felt sick. Cecilia continued.

"There's somethin' else about tonight that really hurt me. I spent tonight checkin' stuff out of the library and I needed you. I needed you to come over and help me carry all those research books back to my room. I tried callin' you for two hours, 'cause I needed your help. And when I needed you, you weren't there for me! Jason, how can I have a relationship with someone who isn't there for me?"

"I...I'm sorry...I...don't know..."

"You really let me down. I don't think you can imagine how much you hurt me, by doing that stupid shit. I mean, weren't you thinkin' about me...about our relationship...at all?"

She turned away, waiting for Jason to respond. The next move was up to him.

"Cecilia...please...I want to...make this up to you. I'm really sorry...and I...want to make it up to you."

"And just how do you think you're gonna do that?"

"I don't know, but I want to make it up to you. I'll do whatever you tell me." Jason thought for a second, and remembered Cecilia's comment that first night, when she had mentioned "paddling that cute bare bottom" of his. His heart jumped. Maybe...

"What about...uh...punishing me? Like...uh...spanking me, like you said...if I...uh...went in the commons area?"

Cecilia kept her outward expression of hurt and anger, but inwardly she was elated. He was right where she wanted him to be.

"Jason, of course I gotta punish you for this. But I can't do it tonight 'cause you're gonna pose tomorrow and I don't want you all marked up and people in the Art Department askin' questions. We'll have to do it Friday, after class."

Jason's heart stopped in terror, not only at the knowledge that she was indeed going to punish him, but also from the completely casual way she was talking about it.

"I'm not talkin' about your punishment," continued Cecilia, "what else do you think you ought to be doin' to make this up to me?"

"I'll do whatever you want. Anything you want, I'll do it. I'll never let you down again."

Cecilia took Jason's hands and gave him a teary smile.

"You promise? You won't never let me down again?"

Jason felt he needed to give Cecilia a dramatic gesture to symbolize his dedication to her. He kissed her hands and then hugged her.

It was time for Cecilia to go, but she had a parting gift for him. She needed to reward Jason for acknowledging it was his responsibility to serve her needs and accept punishment from her when he needed it. She put her hands on his bare arms, and very gently and seductively gave him a good-night kiss...on the mouth.

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Cecilia returned to her room and noticed the time. It already was past 1:00 a.m. She sighed, wishing that it wasn't so late, but time does fly, especially if you need the sleep.

The RA got undressed and decided to relieve her physical urges before closing her eyes. In the darkened room she gently caressed her body, thinking about the extremely fortunate chain of events that had transpired that night. Yes, she had been infuriated as she left the library lugging nearly 30 research books and no one to help her. However, to see Jason and Ken running towards her naked like that...with totally panicked expressions and covered in mud...that would remain one of the funniest memories of her life.

What totally stunned Cecilia was how easy it had been. Less than two weeks after meeting Jason, she was about to get everything she had hoped for in her relationship with him. She had figured it would take at least several weeks before she could begin disciplining him, but it turned out that next Friday evening would be the big night. Friday he was to bend over and present his bare bottom for its first punishment.

The RA thought about what she should use. She figured her choices were buying a paddle at the campus souvenir shop, or finding a good thick belt and using that. The paddle was the easier choice, but she really wanted to go with a belt, if she could find the right one. It needed to be made of thick, heavy leather, but at the same time be very flexible and pliable. An old used belt would serve well; assuming it was heavy enough. A new belt would be too stiff and not pack the sting she wanted.

Cecilia already knew how she would choreograph Jason's punishment. She would arrive at his room at a predetermined time, wearing a somewhat sexy outfit that left her arms and shoulders bare and free to swing. He would be waiting for her, not wearing anything, of course. She would show him the belt and lay it on his bed in full view. She would order him to get on his knees and explain to her why he needed to be disciplined. Then she would instruct him to position the armchair in the center of the room so she could move about freely. She carefully would guide him over the back of the chair, with his hands resting on the chair's arms and his waist bent over the back. She would order him to spread his legs and stick his butt out. Slowly at first, she would begin swinging, gradually picking up the tempo and force of the swats. For a long time the room would be full of the cracking of old leather against bare skin. Finally, when it was over, she would comfort him, letting him know that she loved him and only was doing this to make him a better and stronger person.

Cecilia's desire to punish Jason had nothing to do with cruelty. She needed the Jason that she was creating, but also was convinced he needed her. She saw the freshman as a person who in some ways was still very vulnerable and whose personality was not yet completely formed. He had a weak, immature character that needed to surrender control to a caring, but stronger-willed person.

After that initial session with the belt, he would learn to submit in every detail of his life, not just by presenting his bottom for punishment. He would submit to her sexual desires and strive to adapt to her needs. During the day he would serve her in many mundane ways, such as carrying things for her, seating her, opening doors for her, and attending to a multitude of other details to make her life more pleasant. That was his destiny; that was why he had become part of her life.

Cecilia gasped and moaned as her fingers rubbed around her clitoris and through the juices of her arousal. Tonight it was fantasy, but in just five days, it would be real...Jason's lovely bottom decorated with a series of red stripes and his face streaked with tears...and the real beginning of his new life under her guidance.