"You could, maybe, well, spank me?" she said,
unknowingly slipping into her little girl voice. It pleased Doug
when she acted like a scared little girl, especially since he
figured she didn't know she was doing it, that she was letting her
submissive side out. "Maybe a spanking? Most definitely a spanking,
young lady! And since you were one hundred and fifty minutes late,
can you guess how many spanks you should get?" Carol's heart
quailed, and her lip began to tremble. The most he had ever given
her had been one hundred, and she couldn't sit for two days! She
knew, however, that if she didn't speak up, he would increase it,
and that thought she just couldn't bear.
"You could, maybe, well, spank me?" she said,
unknowingly slipping into her little girl voice. It pleased Doug
when she acted like a scared little girl, especially since he
figured she didn't know she was doing it, that she was letting her
submissive side out. "Maybe a spanking? Most definitely a spanking,
young lady! And since you were one hundred and fifty minutes late,
can you guess how many spanks you should get?" Carol's heart
quailed, and her lip began to tremble. The most he had ever given
her had been one hundred, and she couldn't sit for two days! She
knew, however, that if she didn't speak up, he would increase it,
and that thought she just couldn't bear. "I deserve one hundred and
fifty spanks on my bare bottom, Sir" she whispered respectfully. At
least she remembered to phrase it correctly this time, she thought,
absent-mindedly rubbing her rear end as she thought about last
time. "Very well, since you insist, 150 it will be. You have one
minute to fetch your paddle. Every second extra will cost you." As
she ran up the stairs, Carol muttered petulantly, "my paddle, I
didn't buy it, I didn't ask for it, I didn't want it, so why is it
my paddle?" She entered the bedroom and opened the closet door. It
was gone! Where was it? What could have happened to it? She knew
that if she went back downstairs to Doug and told him that the
paddle was lost, he would just tell her to find it, and then
continue counting. She had to think, where could it be, what could
have happened to it. Then she knew, Doug must have moved it, just
for this reason. She rushed to the bed and quickly got down in the
floor and looked. Sure enough, there it was. Luckily, Doug had
almost no imagination when it came to hiding things from her; he
always picked the same place. As fast as she could she grabbed the
paddle and ran back to the livingroom. As she knelt and handed it
to Doug, he said, " sixty-five seconds, that means five with my
belt when we're done. Do you have anything to say before we begin?"
Carol knew what to say alright, she had learned the hard way. As
she pulled off her pants and panties and bent over his lap, she
said " thank you Sir for giving me this punishment. I know I
deserve it and I'll be a good girl."