“That doesn’t change the fact that you lied.” I sat down on the edge of the bed and patted my knee. “You know what you’re going to get—and you know the position.”
“Yes sir…” She nodded and crawled over to the edge of the bed.
“Take off your pajama pants.” I gave them a quick tug once her feet were on the floor.
“Okay…” She nodded and started to slowly slide them down.
“Be quick about it. You know what you deserve.” I firmed up my tone.
“Yes sir.” She swallowed hard and kicked her pajama pants off once they were around her ankles.
“And now—your panties.” I motioned to her again. “You won’t need those while you’re over my knee.”
“Oh god…” I saw another tremble, but she obeyed and slid her fingers into the waistband of her panties.
“Oh god is right.” I nodded. “You’re in a lot of trouble and this is going to be a spanking that you never forget.”
“I’m sorry I lied.” She swallowed hard and I saw her arm shake.
“You’ll be saying that a lot before I’m done with you.” I took her arm and guided her across my knee. “You’re going to be saying it with tears streaming down your face, too.”
“This one is really going to hurt is
n’t it?” She exhaled sharply once she was in position over my knee.
“Yes, it is.” I let my hand rest on her ass. “But you know that you deserve it. That’s why you wrote that confession, isn’t it?”
“Yes sir…” She nodded.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ow! Oh god! That really stings!” She bounced on my knee, but I kept her firmly in place.
“It’s going to sting—and then it’s going to hurt.” I lifted my hand. “Because that’s what bad girls get.”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“I’m sorry!” She whimpered and shuffled uncomfortably on my knee.
“I’ve already heard that from you.” I growled under my breath. “It doesn’t change what you did.”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Please!” She bounced on my knee and threw her hand back. “Just—I need a break.”
“You don’t get to ask for a break while you’re being punished. Move your hand or you’re going to get more than you’ve already earned.” I pushed her hand away.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ow! Oh god!” She bounced on my knee again and moved her hand like she was going to try and throw it back, but she stopped herself.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
She wasn’t crying. She was whimpering and the last smack brought out a squeal, but I hadn’t hit her limit. She was reacting to the pain, which was normal, but it was what she asked for. I wasn’t holding her tight enough that she couldn’t escape. If it really became too much for her to handle, she could get off my knee. Her ass had a little red in the middle and there was a pink halo surrounding it. I hadn’t even gotten to the part where she would start getting two in the same spot. I was still rotating my hand back and forth across her ass for one well-placed smack before the other one fell on the opposite cheek.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Please! I’m so sorry!” Chrissy’s head flew back, a sob rushed from her throat, and I finally saw a tear roll down her face.