The Spanking
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 I look at You and You aren't smiling. You have that resigned disappointed look that I dread so much. As You tell me that You aren't angry but I  am going to get a good  spanking that  I need to help me feel better. I try to tell you how sorry I am.  I hate the begging quality that slips into my voice.  I  feel  my tummy  tighten, my knees start to shake..

You take the chair into the middle of the room and motion me to come to You..... I am thinking of all the reasons why I shouldn't  have done it....but it's way too late now to change things.  I quietly follow  as You take me by my arm to the chair and before You sit down, You whisper against my ear that I will feel better soon. I want to beg You not to do it  as you pull me over Your knees, I try not to scream as the silence lengthens...  I tremble  as you lift  my shirt tail and bare my bottom to Your gaze.

At the first sharp smack on by bare flesh.... I jump,  the burning sting...over and over...You spank very hard...I remember from my last spanking. Good grief why didnt I remember that before!

I try to reach my hand back to stop the rain of slaps but You are much stronger than me and hold me in place. I am crying out loud and begging You to stop, please stop,  I will behave and be good.  You continue spanking me hard leaving no area untouched, no part of my burning bottom without evidence of Your touch. I feel so much pain from the as i do from the  pain from knowing I disappointed You. I  cry uncontrollably,  my head down, hair clinging to my tear stained face.  I know I deserve this  bare bottom spanking and know You are right, I need it to feel better, to gain closure.

When  You stop spanking me, I  immediately rub my burning bottom. I look at You with tears in my eyes and You tell me to stand in the corner to think about what happened. You tell me to be sure to tie my shirt up so my bottom is exposed to Your eyes. I go to the corner and pull my shirt up my nose pressed in the corner I hear You approach. Your voice sends shivers down my spine as You whisper  how I should stay in the corner like the naughty girl I am until You say I may come out. I am to use this time to think about my actions and the consequences.

I stand perfectly still as I listen to You walk into the other room. I vow to myself I will work very hard not to ever disappoint You again. My hand slips back to rub my bottom but I stay where instructed. A small smile curves my lips as I hear a soft chuckle from You in the next room.  I know all is forgiven.