PT 44: A Punishment Spanking

She starts spanking you, her palm landing hard on your bottom with a wicked sting. This is no sensual exploration. This is the spanking she promised you, long and hard and making your bottom swell with an ache you can barely stand.

“Ow! Cut it out!” You protest in squeals and gasps.

“I warned you, cadet,” she says. “I told you I wanted to spank you hard. I gave you a chance to reduce it, but you decided to disobey, didn’t you.”

The worst thing about the harshness of the spanking is that your pussy is still wet, your clit still throbbing. Your crotch is grinding against her legging clad thigh, your juices slicking the fabric as her palm meets your bottom with merciless whack after whack.

“Ow, ma’am! It hurts!” You try to reach back and cover your poor bottom, but she catches first one hand and then the other and pins them both in the small of your back. You are caught over her thighs, your bottom getting hotter and sorer by the second.

The spanking doesn’t stop until you are on the verge of tears. Your eyes are dewy, your face flushed, your whole body has been captured by the effects of the punishment as your heart races and every muscle flexes with the final swats which land heavy on your bottom.

She releases your arms and lets you slide from her lap. Your inner thighs are slicked wet with your juices, your bottom is stinging hot and nothing you do seems to make the sensation abate. She’s spanked you so hard that your seared flesh continues to ache and tingle.

“Why did you do that?” You whimper the question as your hands hover over your butt.

“I told you, cadet,” Terra says, her demeanor calm, but her gaze intense. “I don’t need a reason to punish your bottom. But doing as you were told would have made this much more pleasant for you. Have you learned anything about following orders?”

Well, have you?

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