"Jungkook, let's be reasonable about of this....I'm pregnant," Jin said as he backed himself further onto the bed.

"Jin. Being pregnant is not a disability. Further, you were out there not too long ago watching other men strip and dancing your ass off! So don't even bother. No off the bed!" I yelled at him.

If Jin and I were going to be together, he needed to understand that my rules weren't a joke and neither was my jealousy. I hated the fucking fact that he was watching some other man dance, who was almost fucking naked in my own damn house!

I watched him as he slowly made his way off the bed. "come here." I motioned toward him. He reluctantly came.

"Do you understand what you did today and yesterday?" I asked him

"No, because I didn't do anything," he responded

"Wrong answer. Strip out of everything and sit on the bed, until I get back. Don't let me have to repeat myself either. Every time I have to repeat myself will be an extra 3 slap on your ass. Do I make myself clear?" I eyed waiting for an answer but stayed silent.

I pulled him closer and gripped his chin, "Do I make myself clear?" I asked him again. He was making me mad. I had to repeat myself.

"Y-y-yes" he stuttered.

"Good, now do what I ask."

I left him in my room and head towards my closet to find the belt I needed. When I found it I walked right back out into the room. I was happy to see that he was obedient. He had stripped, completely naked, waiting for me. just as I expected. I was happy to see he did not want to make me mad any more than I was already.

"Good job Seokjin. Now go and bend over on the bench over there." I told him pointing the bed bench in my room. He hesitated for a bit but did it. Good job baby, you are doing good.

As soon as he bent over the bench, his ass perked up in the air. "Widen your legs," I told him. I wanted to make sure his ass was fully exposed to his punishment. He complied.

"Good job baby, you are doing good. You are making this easier for both of us."

I gripped the belt in my hand and pulled back my arm. Bringing the belt crashing down on his deserving ass, a smacking sound was heard along with Jin's cry out in pain.

"Jungkook...please don't."

"It's Daddy to you!" I told him

He tried getting up, but I pushed him back down and fire another hit against his ass. He roared in pain. "Do not disobey me!"

he whimpers, "I am sorry."

"This can be good for both of us, but if you continue to resist, it will only benefit one of us. I don't want that Jin, I really don't I want you to get some pleasure out of this too." I told him truthfully. My therapist said if I did it this way, I could have fun with my partners.

"I am sorry Daddy." he cries

"Say it louder, say it as if you mean it."

"I am sorry Daddy! I will listen to your rules more in the future." he cries out.

"Good boy...very good." See, positive reinforcements. My therapist thought me that.

"I am only going to give you ten more, and then we are done okay. Daddy doesn't want to hurt you, but I need you to listen to my rules. I don't like seeing you, other men. As of now, you are mine and I need you to understand that." I was making it clear to him what I expected going forward. I was setting expectations. My therapist told me, this was a good idea. Not many knew I saw a counselor, but he was helping me to become a better person.

I raised the belt and gave Jin ten more spanking. He screamed and yelp in pain. I didn't care, no one was going to hear him. He had to take his punishment. This would also ensure he stayed him bed as expected of him.

"Stand up. Your spanking is done for today." I told him and watched as he slowly got up. Turning to face me his tears painting his cheeks.

"Will I need to punish you again, I asked him?"

"No"

"No, who? Do I need to remind you?"

"No Daddy!" he says

"Good. Now get on the bed."