It broke my heart to see him hurt so much but the truth was I didn’t love him. I never had and should have told him sooner. Mark was about to feel... my wrath.***My self-destruction had started. I drank every night while working. I tried my best not to go home. Most nights I stayed at Rick’s. He had come back down to West Palm for the Fall and Winter months. Unfortunately, his oldest daughter had moved to Fort Lauderdale and she visited him in West Palm from time to time. When she was. Stephen made special note of that and we moved up another floor. Since Stephen had already seen part of the second floor living quarters we stayed on the garage side and looked at Faith’s medical practice and decided that everything that wasn’t nailed down was to go. The third floor was fairly empty and what was there was already pretty much boxed or crated so that wouldn’t be a problem. The fourth floor was a duplicate of the third with the exception of the laundry area, but again Stephen. Not Robert. No, Robert was fucking Rebecca Thompson in his one-bedroomed flat, no doubt.Helen looked at the floor of the studio. Her eyes followed the track of teardrops as they littered the floor between the door and the large mirror that she now stood in front of. She stared back at the not so innocent teenager; with the smeared and dripping mascara, the dishevelled hair and the gaunt look on her face.Helen’s hand smashed into the glass with some force, she looked at her knuckles burgeoning. Humiliation is the most important part of the punishment. Once while we had a few guests over, a family friend who is aware of the rules teased her about how red her bottom was and asked her what grade she’d gotten to earn that. In a very snarky tone, my daughter retorted that he should mind his own business. I consider rudeness to guests to be unacceptable. I ordered her to drop her panties and grab her ankles right there in the kitchen. She balked at first and begged to be spanked privately.