That bottom and upper thighs had now turned a much darker pink than the rest of her and after I had given her another dozen, her thighs had opened as far as her tightly stretched knickers would allow. The last stroke made Kate cry out but I just told her to stand up and go through to ‘my office’ because there was something I wanted to say to her. I led the way through the office and into the sitting room beyond, closing both doors on the way. I certainly didn’t expect to see what was waiting for me. Pausing for a further 10 seconds to allow for sufficient discomfort to build up, I gave her last two strokes on that sensitive area between thigh top and buttock, more or less one on top of the other and considerably harder than those before. ‘It’s a bit late for questions young lady’ I told her, ‘What do want to say?’
‘I just wanted to ask, Sir’ she replied, ‘Is this to be a punishment beating or is going to
