Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 174

Chapter 174

"I think she needs a proper spanking, sir," Gemma said. "My momma always said the only way to turn a bad girl good was to not spare the rod."

"Well, we'll see about the rod," you said. "But I think you're right. Come over here, Sabrina."

You were still sitting on the edge of the couch and Sabrina made a show of shuffling over to you, though she was trying to suppress her grin and failing. Gemma quickly directed her to get up on the bed and lay over your lap, then pushed down on her lower back to make her arch it so that her ass was tilted upwards.

"I don't think over the kilt is going to be enough, sir," Gemma said.

"Are you saying I should give Sabrina her spankings on a bare bottom?" you asked.

"Yes, sir," Gemma nodded with a mock-serious expression.

"What do you think about that, Sabrina?" you asked.

"Please not many, sir," Sabrina said. "I don't know how many my bum can take like that."

"Well, let's find out," you said and slowly started pulling the kilt up over her ass. Now, you had seen Sabrina's naked butt plenty of times by now. On photo and video, and in person. You'd done all sorts of wicked things, including giving her some spanks in the middle of sex. But you still had that delight of anticipation as you tugged that fabric bit by bit, unveiling her skinny thighs and then the bottom curve of her cheeks, and then up farther and farther until the swell of her naked ass was on display. Her cheeks were smooth and pale, though the skin was starting to goose pimple, and she kept her thighs pressed together as she looked back at you over her shoulder with those big eyes.

"How many do you think I deserve?" she asked.

"Oh, definitely five naked spanks for the daydreaming," Gemma said. She was standing just next to us, watching with a smirk on her face.

"No, that's too many," Sabrina argued.

"On each cheek," Gemma finished.

"That sounds fair," you said, silencing Sabrina. You put a hand on her left cheek, not grabbing or massaging as usual, just resting it there like you were lining it up. "Are you ready?"

"Yes, sir," Sabrina nodded.

You brought your hand up and then cracked it down on her little tush, the slap of the spank sharp. It was maybe half power of what you thought you could do, and it made Sabrina yelp a little 'meep!' and her glutes clench and unclench for a moment. You waited for a long moment. "Well, I guess that one didn't count," you said.

"What? Why?" Sabrina asked.

"Good girls know they are supposed to count out their spankings," Gemma said.

"One?" Sabrina asked timidly.

"Too late," Gemma said.

"I'll need to start over," you said and spanked her again. This time, her ass clenched before the spank in anticipation, and you left a light pink spot on her pale cheek for a moment.

"One!" Sabrina said.

"And thank him," Gemma prompted.

"Thank you, sir," Sabrina said.

You spanked the same cheek again, the pink in the cheek staying a bit longer.

"Two. Thank you, sir," she said breathily.

For each spank you ramped up the power just a bit, by the end of the five you guessed you were at about three-quarters power and her butt cheek was warm and holding a pink glow as you rested your hand on it and softly rubbed her skin.

"Five. Thank you, sir," she said, breathing deeply.

You continued to rub her abused ass cheek for a moment. "What were you daydreaming about during class, Sabrina?" you asked her.

"Huh?" she asked back, confused for a moment before remembering the roleplay. "Oh, um, I was fantasizing, sir. About... someone."

"It was about Professor John, wasn't it?" Gemma asked.

"Maaaybe," Sabrina said.

Gemma scoffed. "I think you should continue with the punishment, sir."

"I agree," you said. And you set about doing just that, spanking Sabrina's other ass cheek as she counted them out and thanked you for them. Until the last one, which she didn't say anything to. So you spanked her again, the hardest you'd done so far, leaving a clear handprint on her cheek for a moment before it faded into the general pink warmth.

"Five! Thank you, Daddy," she said.

"Daddy?" Gemma asked.

"Sir! I mean, sir," Sabrina said, pretending to be ashamed at the slip but was obviously not. "Is that all the punishment, sir?"

"For the daydreaming," Gemma filled in. "Now you need to be punished for the improper uniform attire. I think ten per cheek should be enough, sir."

"Noooo," Sabrina moaned, but at the same time she waved her bum back and forth making it clear that she wanted more.

You went back to spanking her again, this time swapping back and forth between the cheeks which made her stumble a few times on the count. By the end, her entire ass was a bright, warm pink and she'd gotten another thirteen or so spanks on each cheek, and she'd abandoned trying to correct her 'sirs' from Daddy.

She was panting, her legs splayed instead of pressed together, after the final spank and you were softly massaging her cheeks. You leaned down and kissed one, then the other, which was out of character for the roleplay but you felt like you wanted to soothe them and her somehow.

Gemma, meanwhile, had the tip of her tongue resting on her lower lip as she breathed deeply as well, clearly turned on. "Look at her," she said. "What kind of good girl gets so wet between her thighs from a spanking? Is this exactly what you were daydreaming about? What you were thinking of while you were inappropriate in the school washroom?"

"No," Sabrina shook her head.

"What were you daydreaming about?" Gemma demanded.

"Daddy's fingers."

"Doing what?"

"Touching me."