-This is not crazy. This is discipline, nothing more. Something that you're not used to, Ethan.- she told him when he, once more, tried to convince her not to do that -And if you don't want to find yourself in real troubles, in the real world, you will do what i say and you will do it now.- she went on, now quickly stretching out a hand to grab him by his wrist, so he could not walk away.

Jessica looked up at him, a steely determination in her eyes.
-Kid, you can't avoid this, okay? You simply can't.- she added, now with a bit more soft voice -You agreed to this arrangement. So now take a deep breath and obey me. You say that you're not a child, but you're acting just like one.- Jess made him notice -Do you really want me to drag you over my lap, like a toddler throwing a tantrum?- she asked next, before huffing at his promise of respecting the grounding for the next of the month.
He was really thinking that that would be enough to make her change her mind?

-Of course you will stay put for the rest of the month, you brat.- she added, with an annoyed tone -But will also go to sleep with a red ass, tonight, end of the talk. Now....bend over. I don't want to say this again.-
His manager gave him the most pissed off glance in the world, pulling him a bit near.

Ethan's heartbeat sped up as he felt her grab onto his wrist, making it harder for him to back away. Her stern reminder that she was not going to let him talk his way out of this made the young man cringe, he felt backed into a corner, his options running out. She was right, he had signed the contract, he had agreed to this.

"F-Fine, fine." He groaned in defeat, not wanting to see what else she would do to him if he pushed his luck to far and refused to get over her lap again. It was obvious that her patience was running thin.

With a blush of humiliation across his face, the rockstar hesitantly lay over his manager's lap. The position initially felt rather awkward to him. He felt stupid. Getting his butt smacked was bad enough, but in this position it really was like he was some sort of naughty kid rather than a young man who had recently celebrated his nineteenth birthday.

-That's better...- she said in a low voice, when the teen finally surrendered, bending over her lap like she had told him.

Jessica helped him to assume the correct position, so he could be comfortable during his punishment and so he could vent off some of the pain by kicking his feet.
She knew perfectly the normal reactions of a spanked boy and, since Ethan had never been smacked before, she was expecting him to react quite intensely.

-Now....i want you to keep your hands in front of you, you can grab one of the cushions, it could help.- she instructed him, calmly, putting her left hand on his back to keep him down -And don't try to get up without permission or i'll have to be more severe with you, got it?- she added.

Then, after a very short pause, his Manager finally raised her arm and right after, her palm landed on her young client's butt for the first time, with a muffled sound; he was still wearing his jeans and his underwear, after all.
Jessica started to spank him, slowly but strongly, alternating the swats on both cheeks, first on one side, then on the other.

She knew that for a few minutes he wasn't going to feel any kind of pain, just some healthy embarrassment, and that was part of the punishment too.
The real burning would arrive later, when his pants would go down.

Ethan felt himself blush as he felt Jessica rearrange him slightly. He lowered his head further against the couch, not able to bring himself to even nod at her advice, only half listening to it. most of his concentration was taken up with thinking about how bizarre and embarrassing this whole situation was, and how he felt utterly stupid like this.

However, his thoughts were soon cut off when he felt her palm land the first -smack- onto his upturned butt. Since he was still wearing his jeans and underwear, it didn't sting all that sharply, but the impact was still enough to make the rockstar let out a surprised cry. Jessica hit harder than he thought she would. As the swats continued, it became evident that she hadn't been exaggerating when she'd said that she'd dished out quite a number of spankings to her younger brother.

"A-Ah! Mf! Ouch!"

While his clothes provided some protection to the swats, they were still discomforting and embarrassing, enough to make the teenager squirm over her lap. He managed to keep himself from kicking, but that was only because it was still early on in the punishment. He wanted to tell her to stop, but his youthful pride wouldn't let him just yet. He didn't want her to think he was even more of a kid than she already did.

He yelped in surprise when she smacked him for the first time and, soon after that, he started squirming on her lap, just like her own brother was used to do, during that kind of punishment.

Jessica went on, slapping his butt over and over, and keeping silent meanwhile, since she wanted the boy to think about the reason of his chastisement and to focus on the swats, not on her voice.
She would have all the time in the world to give him a good lecture, once he would have a sore backside.

So, her hand landed on Ethan's bottom again; it was indeed a childish punishment and Jessica was aware that the whole situation was a bit awkward, but she was also pretty sure that her bratty client was going to learn some great lessons from this new "life style".

The teen was desperately in need of a parental figure and some real discipline, even if he couldn't see it, of course...and his Manager was now determined to teach him how to behave properly.
She had tolerated his sassy attitude for too long.

As the heavy handed slaps continued, Ethan found it increasingly hard to keep still. Even through his jeans, the smacks were beginning to have an effect and he could feel a sting gradually starting to build up.

"Ah...!" His eyes were squeezed shut, and at this stage, his face was probably more pink than his ass. He was glad that she wasn't able to see his face, at least. Since he was sure that it looked ridiculous.

Despite having not really listened to her advice before the spanking, he reached in front of him and grabbed one of the cushions. He continued to shift over her lap, his squirms becoming more pronounced as the punishment went on. "Ouch...!"

She hadn't even taken his pants down yet, and he wasn't so naive as to think that she wouldn't. So if it was beginning to sting already, he wasn't looking forward to what it would feel like by the time she got to that part.

Once Ethan had started to moan, after a bunch of minutes since the start of his spanking, finally Jessica decided that it was time to let him hear her voice again.
So she opened her mouth to speak, while her hand was still smacking his butt.

-So, kid....- she said -...are you starting to learn something, uhm?- the adult asked with a stern voice -I hope that after this punishment, i won't need to do this again. Or, at least, not too soon.- she added, slowing down a bit.

Only after his response, the woman seemed to stop for a moment, probably giving him the wrong impression, since they were still quite far from the end of that.
In fact, a second later, Jess suddenly surrounded his waist with her left arm, holding him down in a steely grip, because she was absolutely sure that her next move was going to have him protesting and trying to stand up.
And, of course, she wasn't going to allow that.

-Okay, now....i've started with those few pats because this is new for you, but now the warm up is over, Ethan.- she warned him, while the fingers of her right hand were firmly slipping under the waistband of his loose jeans, tugging them down a moment after, just enough to uncover his round ass, protected now only by his boxers -Time for the real punishment to start, kiddo. If i were you, i would hold on to that cushion very tightly.- she concluded.

Ethan felt his face grow pinker as she began to scold him, making him feel all the more childish. True, she had told him off plenty of times, even before this contract, but getting told off while getting a spanking felt even more demeaning. He moaned in protest at the slaps and nodded enthusiastically in response to her question. He also hoped that after this punishment, she wouldn’t need to do this again, at least not for a long while. But of course, preferably forever.

When she paused, the teen looked over his shoulder, hoping that it was over. If it was, it had been embarrassing and had stung, but it had not been as bad as he had feared. He let out a breath of relief, but then saw that he had been hasty in his optimism. His manager yanked down his jeans, making his heart sink.

“Ah, Jess! Wait! Come on, go easy on me!” He pleaded. Hoping that his desperation might melt her heart a bit. “I know, I messed up, but I’ve already had enough! You made your point!”

Jessica was not someone who was ever easily persuaded, but he had to try. However, the determined look in her eyes made him think that it was a hopeless endeavour, and that his ass was soon about to hurt a lot more than it already did.

-I AM going easy on you, young man, trust me.- was her first answer at his pleading request, while she grabbed his waist even more tightly, to be absolutely sure that he would keep in position during the rest of his spanking -I'm just using my hand and your boxers are still on your butt, Ethan. This is just a little reminder for you, to help you remember that you must behave properly from now on.-

Jessica raised her hand once more, but she had one last question for him, before moving on with the punishment she was delivering.
-The next time that you'll disobey me about something, you will get it on your bare ass, superstar. And you'll taste the hairbrush on this sassy butt. Is that clear?- she asked, warning him about his future.

Said that, finally his Manager decided that it was time for the real smacking to start, so she quickly lowered her arm and her palm produced a loud clapping sound when reached the boy's backside, in a strong spank.
Right after, that same gesture was repeated again, and again.
Jess started to slap his now barely protected cheeks, alternating the swats on both sides, to redden his bottom for good, just like she had done many times with her own brothers in the past.

Ethan couldn't help but pout a bit at her assertion that she was going easy on him. It certainly didn't feel like it.

He looked over his shoulder, somewhat hesitantly, seeing the stern, serious expression on her face as she mentioned a hairbrush. His face, still pink with shame, paled somewhat at that. He opened his mouth to complain, to try to persuade her once again that she was being too hard on him, when her hand smacked down onto his boxer-clad butt, producing a loud slapping sound and a yelp from the rockstar.

"Oww!"

It turned out that Jess had been telling the truth, and she had been going easy on him. Her hand swatted his ass over and over again, quickly making Ethan cry out in protest and squirm around in an attempt to get away. It wasn't very dignified, but he wasn't really thinking of dignity at that point, he was only thinking about stopping the painful spanks. "Ow! Ow, Jess, stop! Ouch! Ah, that hurts!"

Since the only answer she got at her question about being clear or not was a pouting expression, Jessica delivered him one really, really sharp smack on each of his sit spots.
-I said...is that clear, Ethan?!- she then repeated, wanted him to focus.
She wanted him to understand the right way to behave while being disciplined and that included answering properly at her questions, of course.

Anyway, after that the woman kept going on, slapping his round butt over and over, alterning the smacks on both sides to redden the skin of his backside uniformly, ignoring his squirming.
When the youngster started to really protest against the punishment, telling her to stop and kicking his feet like any other naughty boy would have done in that situation, the older woman gave him one annoyed glance.
-It's supposed to hurt, kid. And you won't stand up until you'll be crying for good and you'll have a cherry red bottom, to remember you what you've done wrong. I'm the one to decide when to stop, not you.- she informed him, sternly, before resuming the chastisement.

Her hand was small, but quite strong, and his poor butt was bouncing up and down at every swat, making him yelp in pain every time.
Still, Jessica was determinated to give him a very long and hard spanking, to make sure that he won't forget it for a while...

His manager repeated her question, and this time the extra hard slaps to his sit spots made him take the hint and he answered. "Y-Yes! Ow!"

Her hard-nosed response to his pleas that she stop the punishment made him want to scream in frustration. While Jess had always been firm and didn't pander to him as much as most people did, Ethan was generally used to getting his own way most of the time, and so to hear that he had no control over what was happening to him made it all the worse.

Instead of screaming, he whined in frustration, sounding like little more than a petulant child when the sound came out. However, it was soon replaced by yelps and yowls as the older woman began to smack him again.

"Ah! Oww! Ah, Jess please! Oww! Okay, I'm sorry! Y-You've made your point! Ow!"

He thought that if he began to apologise, made some promises, it might soften her hard heart a little bit, and she might be persuaded to think that he'd learned his lesson. Of course, a big part of why he was saying sorry was solely because he wanted the spanking over.

Jess pretty much ignored his frustrated whine when she informed him that he couldn't do anything to make her stop; everything he was saying and doing was perfectly normal, especially being the first time in his life that he was getting a spanking.
So, she went on with the smacking for a couple of minutes more, noticing how the skin of his butt cheeks, at least the part that his underwears was not covering, was turning redder and redder.

The way that he was crying out loud and the way that he was clenching his buttocks at every swat were starting to prove that the message was finally getting through him.

A few moments later, when the boy pleaded her once more, begging her to stop and telling that she had made her point, well...the Manager decided to slow down a bit and to check on something.
-Okay, kiddo...then let's make sure that this time you have learned your lesson, shall we?- she told him, now spanking his ass way more slowly but still quite strongly -Let me hear that pretty voice that you have, Ethan, and answer me.-

She started to ask him a few questions, delivering him one sharp smack between each one.
-Why are you being punished?-
SMACK!
-Who's in charge around here?-
SMACK!
-And what will happen to you if you misbehave again?-
SMACK!

Ethan cried out pitifully at each hard smack, the slower pace only made the sting of each one seem all the more prominent and noticeable. He was feeling pretty sorry for himself, having convinced himself that Jess was being horrible to him and that this was humiliating and unfair treatment.

Tears rolled down his cheeks and he sobbed mournfully as she continued to spank him, he still squirmed and didn't seem able to lie perfectly still and take it, but he was fighting her less by this point. When she began to question him, he jumped at the opportunity to answer her and get her to stop.

"I, I broke the rules! I went out when I was meant to stay in! Ah!" He wailed in response to the first question. "Y, You're in charge, Jess! Ouch! Ow, a, and you'll spank me if I break the rules again!"

He hoped that his answers would be enough to convince her that he had learned his lesson. Each heavy handed smack she delivered just made his butt hurt worse and worse, and it wouldn't be long before the rockstar really started crying.

His Manager didn't mind having to hold him in position, since she was expecting him to squirm all the time; after all he wasn't used to that kind of discipline.
To be honest, he wasn't used to ANY kind of discipline, and that was the main problem.

So, Jessica grabbed him more tightly by his waist, holding him down during the whole spanking, and she started with her questions.
Of course, the teen seemed more than happy to answer her, this time, because he was clearly convinced that that was enough to make her stop; sadly for him, Jessica was a really strict person, in that kind of situations, and she wanted him to have this lesson carved into his mind for a long, long time.

That's why, after his desperate answers, the woman kept smacking his now sore backside another few times, before suddenly stopping for a moment, only to speak with him once more.
-Alright, superstar. Catch your breath for a second.- she told him, before destroying all his hopes a moment later -I'm not done with you yet...but, since this is your first time, i don't want to be too harsh, so i'll give you an alternative.-

Jess gave him a couple of light pats on his aching bottom, just to force him to focus on what she was saying.
-Now, here's the thing: i can go on a bit more, REALLY reddening your ass and making sure that you won't sit down for a couple of days without feeling the sting OR i can let you stand up now, but you will spend the rest of the evening grounded, writing lines just like in the good old days, AFTER some corner time.- she added, very seriously -It's your choice, Ethan.- was the conclusion.

When Jessica stopped, Ethan honestly thought that it was the end. That she had decided he had had enough and he would be let go. Then, her words dashed those hopes. The realisation almost made him want to start crying anew.

He winced as he felt her hand pat him on the butt, it was light just now, but he knew that at any moment she could make it hurt again if she wanted to.

The two options she gave him made his heart sink. Both were awful. He had never experienced writing lines, nor corner time, but he knew that the repetitive and boring tasks would be tortuous for someone as energetic and impatient as him. But, he didn't want to be spanked any more either...

He agonised over the two options, chewing on his bottom lip. He knew that Jess wouldn't let him think about it forever, before too long she was likely to lose her patience with him.

With obvious dread in the youth's voice, he finally responded, "I... I pick the first option." He murmured, hiding his face, not at all happy that he had to choose between two choices that were both terrible. However, part of him thought he would rather have a sore butt than be made to spend the whole evening bored and writing lines like he was in detention.

She knew that the boy's pride was just as big ad his ego, so she was not surprised by his choice, to be honest.
A part of her admired him for deciding to take the rest of his spanking with some dignity, but another part of her was sure that he was going to experience other kind of punishment, like writing lines, anyway...and soon enough, probably.

Ethan was stubborn and a bit childish in his decisions and he was constantly giving her such an attitude, about everything...
Jessica was hoping not having to punish him again, but she knew that her hope was pointless.

Anyway, she nodded at his decision.
-As you wish.- she simply told him, a secondo before grabbing the waistband of his boxers to tug them down just enough to uncover his very red and very sore backside -Then let's make this a proper spanking. If i were you, i would grab that cushion really tight, kid.- was her last warning.

And so, his Manager's hand reached his butt for the umpteenth time, but this time the slapping sound that it produced was much more sonorous, since she hit directly the skin.
Jessica started to smack him again, very fast and very strong, focusing on his sit spots a lot more than before, leaving sono white handprints on his ass everytime that her palm landed on Ethan's reddened behind.

This time she wanted him to cry for real.

When the youth felt Jessica tug down his underwear, his stomach dropped and he began to panic, wondering if he'd made the wrong choice. After all, writing lines and corner time would be boring and frustrating, but it was just for the evening... This spanking would still hurt tomorrow. He opened his mouth to try to tell Jess that he wanted to think it over again, but before he got the chance, his manager had started to spank him again, and he cried out sharply.

The spanks seemed far harder on his bare skin, probably partly because the sound they made was much harsher sounding. It wasn't long before fresh tears began to appear in Ethan's eyes and the young man was reduced to pleading with Jess to stop again.

"Oww! Ow! Jess, please! Ah! Ah, I changed my mind! Owww!"

If he could see himself now, Ethan would have wanted to cover his eyes in embarrassment. He was begging and pleading and crying like a little kid as his manager turned his bright red butt an even sorer hue, and she didn't seem like she intended on listening to him and stopping anytime soon.

The woman had resumed the spanking no more than one minute before, when the teen started to cry his heart out, begging her to stop again and announcing that he had changed his mind about his previous choice.
Jessica sighed and she rolled her eyes at the ceiling, but then she suddenly stopped slapping his bare bottom, at least for a second.

The adult looked down at the boy's backside.
It was almost cherry red, warm and she was sure that it was quite sore; it would be a good lesson, for him.

-...so, you changed your mind, uhm?- she teased him, with an annoyed voice -Are you sure? This is the last chance, Ethan. If i let you stand up, you'll do what i say until i leave, without arguing and without being sassy with me. Or else, you'll get another round over my lap, understood?- she added.
Despite everything, she was allowing him choose his fate for the rest of the evening.

Like she had told him, being his first time, she was going easy on him...even if Ethan probably was not thinking the same.
-Now, if you really want this smacking to be over, ask permission to stand up.- she concluded -And do it properly, kid.-

Ethan didn't appreciate her teasing him, but he was relieved that she'd actually stopped. His breathing heavy, the young man nodded his head eagerly in response to her questions. He clung tightly onto the cushion that was in front of him, fighting the urge just to jump up off her lap and forcing himself to be patient and ask permission politely. After all, he really didn't want to incur anymore of Jessica's wrath.

"Please may I stand up, Jess?" He asked, making sure to say 'please'. His voice was shaky and soft sounding, his eyes squeezed shut and bracing himself for a slap in case he hadn't been polite enough.

His poor backside throbbed and ached, the slaps may have stopped for now but that only stopped the sting from getting any worse. As it was, he still couldn't imagine sitting down anytime soon.

Jessica simply pulled up his boxer to cover his red butt once more, and not in a delicate way, when he asked permission to stand, delivering him one last smack, just in the middle of his poor behind.

-Yes, you can.- she told him, ready to get back on her feet too -You can take a minute to rub your ass and to calm down a bit, then you will go to fetch one of the notebooks that you use to write your songs and a pen and you'll come back here. After that, i want your nose in the corner. You'll stay there until i say otherwise and you will keep quiet. You'll have time to think about how stupid was behaving like that and trying to trick me like a foolish child, before starting to write your lines. All clear, Ethan?- his Manager concluded, walking toward the kitchen to have something to drink.

Ethan stood up and his hands went right back to rub at his aching butt. He couldn't help but look very sorry for himself, with tears on his face and his hair all tousled and his lower lip trembling a little as he did his best not to audibly whimper.

"Yes, Jess." He muttered, knowing that he had to obey her if he wanted to avoid another trip over her lap. The young rockstar let his breathing slowly calm down and then rubbed some tears from off of his face with the back of his hands. Then, he went to get a notebook and a pen. When he returned to the living room, he put them on the coffee table and then looked over at Jess who had gotten a drink for herself in the kitchen.

He was expected to go to the corner now, but he was clearly stalling a bit, his hands going back to rub at his butt again. "How long do I need to stand there?" He asked.

-Good. Then, scoot.- she told him, after he had nodded at her instructions.

While he was away, Jessica went to the kitchen and opened the fridge, taking out a cold beer and opening it, before going back to the living room, sipping from the bottle and thinking about the current situation.
It had been a bit awkward to have him on her lap, squirming like a child spanked by his mom, but at the same time, she wasn't feeling guilty or embarassed.
It was strange, but the whole thing seemed pretty much natural, nothing more than the predictable consequence of Ethan acting up like a spoiled teen.
Which he was, to be honest.

And she also had the feeling that, deep down, behind his outraged grimace and his puffy eyes, Ethan was feeling something similar, or else he would have ripped the new contract in pieces.
A part of him was aware that he was needing something that he had never had in the past, since his family was not really present in his life.
And that was why the boy was accepting her discipline; she was sure that it wasn't just because she was a good Manager.

Once the youngster came back with the notebook and the pen, asking his question, Jessica gave him a stern glance.
-Until i'll tell you that you can leave.- she repeated -At lest 15 minutes, maybe a bit more. Come on, nose in the corner, Ethan. Don't make me say it again.- she added -And no more rubbing, got it?-

Ethan grimaced at the answer. Fifteen minutes? He could barely imagine standing and doing nothing for five minutes, never mind fifteen. He had always hated waiting for things. That was another perk about being a celebrity, people gave you faster service, they didn't keep you waiting. He opened his mouth to protest, but then saw the sternest of Jessica's expression and shut his mouth again. As displeased as he was, he had chosen this.

"Fine... Fine." He grumbled, with a slight sniff. He walked over to the corner and faced the wall, keeping his hands in front of him and linking the fingers in an effort to keep himself from reaching back and rubbing.

When he finally decided to reach the corner and to start his Time Out, Jessica took the notebbok and the pen, then she sat down at the crystal table in the middle of the room, drinking her beer and starting to check her emails on her phone, throwing a look at the teen from time to time, to make sure that he was keeping his hands far from his red butt.

The woman kept silent during all his corner time, because she wanted him to think about his actions and to focus on his punishment, without any distraction.

His Manager's voice broke the silence more or less twenty minutes later; she was pretty sure that he was bored to death, at that point.
-Okay, kiddo. You can leave the corner and give a rub to that sore backside, now.- she gave him permission -Then grab a pillow or something, so you can sit a bit more comfortable.- she added, making clear that he would have to sit on his freshly spanked butt, for the rest of his chastisement -Come over here.-

Only when the young rockstar had obeyed, the adult pushed the notebook toward him, then she leaned back against the back of her chair, crossing her arms over her chest.
-You will write each of those sentences 50 times, first one, then the other, and i want you to be tidy and clean, they must be readable. If you mess up, i'll make you start again, understood?- she instructed him.

On the first page, she had wrote what he was about to start copy over and over.

I WILL NOT DISOBEY AGAIN AND I WILL BEHAVE BETTER FROM NOW ON.
and
I'M NOT TOO OLD OR TOO FAMOUS TO BE PUNISHED IF I ACT LIKE A BRAT

Jess had been right. Ethan was bored out of his skull. He was more bored than he ever remembered being. Each second of each minute had ticked by painfully slowly. It had taken all of his willpower to stand still and not give in to the urge to rub at his stinging behind. But he had known that Jessica was watching him, and under threat of another trip over her lap, he had managed to resist the urge.

He gave a noticeable sigh of relief when his manager called him over from the corner. He was glad to be free of it. He did as she instructed, and went over to one of the chairs to grab a cushion, giving his butt a rub with his spare hand as he went over to her to see what she had written in the notebook for him to copy out.

The youth cringed as he saw what she expected him to write out. Before he could stop himself, he gave a little groan of frustration, but he checked himself when he remembered that Jess had warned him about not showing attitude just now.

"Okay, okay..." He conceded, taking the notebook and placing the cushion he'd grabbed onto where he would be sitting.

She watched him leaving the corner and walking toward her, grabbing a cushion from the couch.
He was looking like a kicked puppy, looking down and rubbing his bottom with one hand; Jess couldn't avoid to think that right now he was looking so much younger than usually.

It was almost like looking at her own little brothers, when she used to punish them for their wrongdoings, a few years before.
And, just like then, she was feeling a deep affection for the sniffling, gloomy boy that was crossing the room; after a good thrashing, they were all the same.

-Come on, you brat.- she told him, once he had reached her and after he had read the two sentences on the notebook -Sit down and begin. The sooner you start, the sooner i'll let you go to bed to brood about how mean i was.- she concluded, with a little smile.
Despite this extra punishment, she had already forgiven him.
-I just hope that you won't try to outsmart me again, in the future.-

Ethan noticed that Jessica no longer seemed as mad at him as she was before the punishment, but all the same... He was feeling too sorry for himself to really feel relieved. The young man put the cushion he had collected onto the sofa and sat down on it, wincing slightly as he did. Despite his manager having gone easier on him than she could have, the after effects still stung terribly and made sitting, even with a cushion, pretty uncomfortable.

With a slight sigh, Ethan picked up a pen and began to write out the lines as instructed. First one. Then the other.

His handwriting was never particularly neat, and so in order to make it readable, he had to take his time. By about half way through, his hand began to ache and he let out a groan of frustration, putting down the pen for a moment and rubbing his hand. He looked over at his manager, wondering if that was okay or if she had noticed that he wanted a break.

Jess was still working, writing stuff on her phone, almost totally focused on that, when she noticed that Ethan had stopped and that he had put down the pen, so she lifted her face ready to rebuke him.
And it was clear by her expression that she was about to give him another reprimand...but after a moment she realized that he was rubbing his hand and she understood the problem.
So, the adult gave him one long glance.

-Okay, you can stop for a few minutes.- she told him -Rest your hand a bit.- she added, finally putting her smartphone down on the table, and looking at her young client -Let's use this time to have another little talk about what happened tonight, now that i'm more calm and you're not over my lap getting your butt roasted, shall we?-

The Manager sighed, leaning against the back of her chair and she folded arms over her chest.
-Do you REALLY understand why you've been punished, kid?- she asked again -Or you're still thinking that i'm mean and that you didn't deserve any of this?- was her last question -And look at me, while answering, not at you feet.-