A Short Spanking Story...

Sir paused, took a step back and walked around his desk to an old ceramic pot with a selection of pale wooden canes. Some long, short, thick and thin. He grasped at a long crooked cane, quite thick. "this ought to do the trick" he muttered. Embracing my bottom for a moment to feel the heat coming off it he brushed it down and stood strong behind me. SWOSH. I heard the cane whip through the air, I jumped up just too see sir smiling "just testing your reaction" . I returned to my earlier position bent over the desk and waited, even more anxious that before. Sir orderd me to count the strokes... OW.1 sir... ouuuch 2 sir and finally we got to six! I whimpered as the last stroke hit my cheek, the sting brought a tear to my eye.

"What do you say young lady?"
"oh...Thankyou sir"

He pulled me close to him and gave a me a short for a short hug which brought much comfort. Fixing my uniform I quietly left the office softly caressing my tender cheeks.... I won't be doing that again!

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