Han stepped out of the master bedroom, closing the door behind him with a soft clicking noise.
The hallway was quiet. The mansion's grand corridors were bathed in the soft morning light filtering through the windows.
han stretched his arms overhead, feeling the energy flowing from his body after a light woke up. No trace of exhaustion lingered in his body. Being a man in this world meant stamina that could be compared to athletes from his old one.
Sakura and Ino were still dozing inside, their bodies tangled in the sheets. But Han was wide awake, ready to tackle whatever came next.
But as he turned to head toward the direction of his office, his eyes caught something expected.
Robin was there, right outside the door, slumped against the wall. Her maid uniform was hiked up around her thighs, her hand buried between her legs, fingers moving frantically.
Her face was flushed, eyes half-lidded in ecstasy, soft whimpers escaping her lips. The air around her carried the unmistakable scent of arousal, and a puddle had formed on the floor beneath her.
Han's eyebrow arched in surprise, then amusement. She was masturbating right after he'd explicitly ordered her not to touch herself.
The devoted maid, always so obedient, had cracked under the pressure of listening to the moans and cries from inside the room.
He could imagine it: her ear pressed to the door, body aching with need, the sounds driving her wild until she couldn't resist anymore.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Robin," Han said, his voice low and commanding, cutting through her haze.
She froze, her hand stopping mid-motion. Her eyes snapped open, wide with horror as she realized she'd been caught.
She yanked her hand away, scrambling to pull her skirt down, but it was too late. Her cheeks burned even redder, a mix of shame and lingering arousal.
"M-Master! I... I didn't mean to... I couldn't..." She stammered, her voice trembling as she bowed her head low, pressing her forehead to the floor in apology. "Please forgive me! I disobeyed your order."
Han crossed his arms, looking down at her with a stern expression, though inside he was thrilled. This was perfect an excuse to play with her a bit more.
He'd been thinking about rewarding her devotion earlier, but now? Now she needed a lesson. A fun one.
"Stand up," he ordered.
Robin obeyed immediately, rising to her feet on shaky legs. Her panties were still askew, her thighs slick with her own juices. She kept her eyes downcast, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt.
"You know what you did wrong, don't you?" Han asked, stepping closer. His presence loomed over her, and she nodded meekly.
"Yes, Master. I touched myself... even though you told me not to."
"Good. And bad girls who disobey get punished." Han's voice dropped an octave, laced with that authoritative tone that made her shiver.
He grabbed her wrist gently but firmly, leading her back into the bedroom. Sakura and Ino were still asleep, oblivious, but Han didn't care. This was for Robin.
He sat on the edge of the bed, pulling her toward him. "Over my lap. Now."
Robin's eyes widened, but she complied without protest, draping herself across his knees. Her skirt rode up, exposing her round, flawless ass, barely covered by her disheveled panties.
Han could see the heat radiating from her skin, her body still primed from her self-indulgence.
He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and tugged them down, letting them pool around her knees. Her bare ass was on full display, smooth and inviting, with a faint pink flush from her earlier activities.
Han ran his hand over one cheek, feeling her tense beneath his touch.
"This is for disobeying me," he said, his palm coming down with a sharp smack.
Robin gasped, her body jolting. The sound echoed in the room, a crisp slap that left a light red mark on her skin. It wasn't hard enough to truly hurt just enough to sting and send a wave of heat through her.
"Count them," Han commanded.
"O-One... Master," she whimpered, her voice muffled against the sheets.
Smack!
"Two..."
He alternated cheeks, each spank deliberate and measured. Her ass jiggled with each impact, the skin turning a deeper shade of pink.
Robin's breaths came in short gasps, a mix of pain and pleasure. He could see her pussy glistening anew, her arousal betraying how much she was enjoying the "punishment."
Smack!
"Three..."
By the fifth, she was squirming, her hips grinding subtly against his thigh.
Han paused, rubbing the sore spots soothingly, his fingers dipping teasingly close to her entrance but not quite touching.
"Are you learning your lesson, Robin?"
"Y-Yes, Master... I'll be good... I promise..."
"Good girl." He delivered a few more spanks, lighter this time, drawing out her moans.
Her body trembled, on the edge of another orgasm from the mix of dominance and sensation.
Finally, he stopped, pulling her up to sit on his lap properly. She winced a bit at the contact with her tender ass, but leaned into him, her head resting on his shoulder.
"Don't disobey again," Han said softly, though his hand still caressed her thigh. "But if you do... well, you know what happens."
Robin nodded, her face buried in his neck, a small smile hidden there. She felt closer to him now, the punishment oddly intimate.
Han glanced at the door, then back at the sleeping girls. And even though he wanted to continue comforting his devoted maid he still had the morning work to do.
(To be continued…)