The Discipline Spanking
I am waiting in your room, seated in a chair, a stern look on My face.
you're standing before Me, head bowed contritely, hands behind your back, possibly covering your backside in anticipation.
I ask if you understand why you're about to be disciplined. It's ok if you have trouble speaking it. One of us will explain. What matters is that you understand.
you come to My right side. I look you in the eye and assure you that while I care about you very much, I will NOT abide your behavior as it is. I then lay you gently but firmly across my lap.
You position yourself accordingly, knowing that you'll be in this position for some time. Whether or not there's a breeze in the room, you feel a very distinct chill as you feel your skirt lifted and panties being slowly lowered to your knees. You may even grit your teeth in anticipation.
Holding you firmly in place and gently rubbing your bare bottom, your spanking commences in earnest.
The entire room resounds with the sound of SMACK and THWAP as My hand descends on your bottom again and again with crisp, sharp spanks. You writhe and squirm over My lap to no avail, drumming your feet on the ground with your panties around your ankles and desperately gripping perhaps My chair or possibly the floor. Each stinging spank increases the temperature of your bottom, making it grow hotter and hotter as it colors up several shades of pink. I continue to hold you firmly in place delivering spank after spank with increasing tempo and intensity. You may very well maintain your iron resolve, or perhaps let out yelps of "OUCH!" and "OWWW" with every swat, but your spanking will continue until you become fully aware of what your behavior has led to.
Eventually, you'll lie across my lap, your sore bare bottom radiating heat as tears well up in your eyes. Hopefully you haven't been extremely naughty, young lady. Otherwise, fear will grip you as you feel My hand slowly caress your already hot sore bottom. As I continue to hold you firmly in place, each resounding spank scorches your bottom, making it fiery hot and several shades of pink and red (but NOT black and blue). You may very well let out a loud "OWWWWW" with each spank and possibly kick your panties clean off, but actions have consequences, young lady, and yours merit discipline.
Finally, satisfied that you've learned your lesson, I let you up. I seat you extra gently on my lap and cuddle you in my arms. I stroke your hair, resting your head on my chest, and hold you tight, reminding you that you have a clean slate and that I care about you very much. Once you've composed yourself, I let you up so you can retrieve your panties and slowly put them back on gently. Hugging you tightly again, I gently kiss your forehead and acknowledge you as a good girl.
you're standing before Me, head bowed contritely, hands behind your back, possibly covering your backside in anticipation.
I ask if you understand why you're about to be disciplined. It's ok if you have trouble speaking it. One of us will explain. What matters is that you understand.
you come to My right side. I look you in the eye and assure you that while I care about you very much, I will NOT abide your behavior as it is. I then lay you gently but firmly across my lap.
You position yourself accordingly, knowing that you'll be in this position for some time. Whether or not there's a breeze in the room, you feel a very distinct chill as you feel your skirt lifted and panties being slowly lowered to your knees. You may even grit your teeth in anticipation.
Holding you firmly in place and gently rubbing your bare bottom, your spanking commences in earnest.
The entire room resounds with the sound of SMACK and THWAP as My hand descends on your bottom again and again with crisp, sharp spanks. You writhe and squirm over My lap to no avail, drumming your feet on the ground with your panties around your ankles and desperately gripping perhaps My chair or possibly the floor. Each stinging spank increases the temperature of your bottom, making it grow hotter and hotter as it colors up several shades of pink. I continue to hold you firmly in place delivering spank after spank with increasing tempo and intensity. You may very well maintain your iron resolve, or perhaps let out yelps of "OUCH!" and "OWWW" with every swat, but your spanking will continue until you become fully aware of what your behavior has led to.
Eventually, you'll lie across my lap, your sore bare bottom radiating heat as tears well up in your eyes. Hopefully you haven't been extremely naughty, young lady. Otherwise, fear will grip you as you feel My hand slowly caress your already hot sore bottom. As I continue to hold you firmly in place, each resounding spank scorches your bottom, making it fiery hot and several shades of pink and red (but NOT black and blue). You may very well let out a loud "OWWWWW" with each spank and possibly kick your panties clean off, but actions have consequences, young lady, and yours merit discipline.
Finally, satisfied that you've learned your lesson, I let you up. I seat you extra gently on my lap and cuddle you in my arms. I stroke your hair, resting your head on my chest, and hold you tight, reminding you that you have a clean slate and that I care about you very much. Once you've composed yourself, I let you up so you can retrieve your panties and slowly put them back on gently. Hugging you tightly again, I gently kiss your forehead and acknowledge you as a good girl.
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