"Of course, I think every child has had their spankings and such," Chloe says, unable to give him a real answer as she just laughs off the question. But as she mentioned spankings, Robert couldn't help but think about bending Chloe right over his lap and spanking her ass until it was cherry colored with his massive hand prints on her, Marking her as his. He was still quite bothered with the fact that Chloe had a supposed boyfriend, Daniel. Chloe was his. Only his. "Chloe, You have to be honest with me. I need to turn in our session times to Laura by tomorrow and I just want to make sure that we have covered everything." Robert sighed, making Chloe frown as it confirmed her thoughts. So he hadn't been listening to her talk because he cared about her, he was just worrying for the sake of his job. "Yes, I've been hit as a child. Never by my mom, though, just… yeah, just my dad." Chloe says, rubbing her arm uncomfortably. She never liked talking about her parents and her childhood because it bothered her too much. "Can you tell me about the times that he's caused you pain?"
"I think five years of pain is a little too much for that notepad of yours." Chloe chuckled, although Robert had sensed the bitterness laced in her voice. Robert didn't want to push her too far into telling him everything, He didn't want to see her crying so instead he asked her broad questions, careful not to go too deep into the subject. "And when did he start to cause pain to you?"
"I don't think it ever started, it always there to begin with. I guess I was just a bit blinded to see everything until I actually felt the physical pain. And then it got mentally and emotionally disturbing for me to the point where I don't even see him as my own father anymore. Fucking hate him." Chloe huffed, thinking back to when her father was around, before he left. Chloe could picture her ten year old self, sitting on the ledge of the pool table at her old home, Surrounded by her daddy and all of his friends, each of them with a beer in their hand. She sat there in her night gown, giggling at everything funny coming out of the drunk men's mouths. But as her mom called her upstairs for her bed time, Her daddy rested his large hand on her thigh, looking at her with such strange eyes as he whispered to her that he'd be in her room to kiss her goodnight. Chloe started to get a bit teary, her vision blurring from the glossy tears that threatened to spill onto her cheeks.
"And- and he always used to tell me that he loved me, but I think he just said it because he knew that was the only thing that kept me around him. I just wanted someone to love me, to really love me, and he did. Or at least, I thought he did." Chloe sniffled, looking down at the floor as she let her hair fall in front of her face, Her hair in advantage to her as it blocked Robert away from seeing her cry. "And your mom, how does she fit into the whole story?"
"I don't know why I was taken away from her, I'd rather live with her in her shitty apartment instead of with my damn aunt and her stupid boyfriend. My mother was my world and that was taken was from me only to be replaced with Abbie. I hate Abbie." Chloe says.
"I don't want to know about Abbie, I want to know about your mom, Chloe." Robert says. Although Chloe's story was a tragedy, that ounce of a wicked mind Robert owned was telling him that Chloe's life was a bit like those over dramatic soap operas that he found a tad humorous.
"She was barely home, But she was a good mother. She was just busy with work all the time. I love her so much and I care for her. I just wish she cared for me like how I did for her, perhaps she didn't show it too much. I wish she did." Chloe frowned.
By the time they were done talking, Robert had already wrote down a weeks filled of notes, ready to be turned into Laura. With that out of the way, He masked his grin by giving Chloe sympathy, gesturing her to sit down beside him. So she did. She got up from the couch, sitting next to him on the couch opposite of her before. Robert grasped a hold of her and sat her on his thighs, her body facing his as He moves his hands up to her cheeks to caress her skin. His deep emerald eyes stared into her warm brown ones as his lips hovered over hers, soft breaths escaping Chloe's mouth.
"I'll help you forget the pain, Chloe." He whispered.
Chloe could only nod, her head mixed with different emotions as Robert pressed his lips against hers. Their lips moved slow against each other as large hands wandered down her skin until his fingers were pressed against her heat, rubbing her clit in circle through her panties. Chloe softly moaned into his mouth, her hands wrapping around his neck as he proceeded to lift her up a bit, pushing his pants down his thighs. Moving her panties
