“Very well, Jenn; you said the words I wanted to hear, even if you included them in a scold. I will permit you to do that this one time since it is your first spanking, and since you are not used to being held accountable. I wouldn’t advise you to do it again,” he said, and I was insulted since I didn’t feel I’d done anything wrong in expressing my point of view and giving my opinion.
I was ready to answer when his hand suddenly cracked against my lower right cheek. I yelped from the sudden burning pain and I could easily envision Cody’s handprint covering my delicate skin. I have red hair, and the pale white skin to go with it. I sunburn easily if I am not careful, and during the summer months I spend a lot of money on sunscreen just so I can be outside like a normal person. He gave me another sharp spank on my left cheek, and once more I cried out in pain.
“Stop, Cody! You are hurting me!” I called to him. “I promise you I have learned my lesson.”
“I’ve only given you two swats, Jenn; I’ve barely started! Now settle down and accept your spanking.”
Cody started spanking me then, and it hurt more than I thought a spanking could hurt. My skin felt like it was on fire from the repeated smacks and I couldn’t help kicking my feet up and down. I felt my clogs fly off, and my pants quickly followed. I couldn’t lie still despite Cody warning me he was going to pin my legs down if I didn’t settle. I had no idea of how he was going to do that, but I didn’t care at that moment. The spanking hurt and I had to do something!
Cody’s answer to my kicking was to shift me forward over his left thigh and then trap my legs with his right leg. I found I couldn’t kick, and I panicked. “Let me go! Let me go right now! You’re killing me!”
“I’m not killing you, young lady. I am giving you a sound spanking, and if you weren’t so spoiled by your parents, you would realize that I’m taking it pretty easy on you. Settle down. This spanking isn’t going to end until you accept your punishment and express genuine remorse.”
That was his word on the subject, and all of my protesting made no difference. When I tried to reach back with my hand to protect my sore bum, he merely captured my arm and pinned it to my side while he held me down and spanked my bottom, then my upper thighs, and if that wasn’t enough, he turned his attention to the sensitive area in between. I cried, and I finally went limp. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry I lied, Cody! Please forgive me!”
“Do you promise not to lie about me again?” he asked, accompanying his words with another firm spank.
“Yes, I promise!” I wondered if he forgot that I had already promised that same thing.
“Do you promise not to lie again, period?”
“Yes!” The spank he gave me was a scorcher.
“Good. I’m going to give you ten more, young lady, and then we’ll be finished. These will be the hardest ones yet, and I expect you to lie still and accept them.”
“I don’t need ten more, Cody! I’m sorry as I can be, and my poor bottom is so sore that I won’t be able to sit down for days! Please, let it be enough now.”
“Jennifer, I could increase the ten to twenty, and I could send you into the kitchen to fetch a wooden spoon.”
If his words were meant to frighten me, they did! I went completely still and stopped kicking. “No, please, Cody! I couldn’t handle that at all! Please don’t!” The wooden spoons in our kitchen were thick and the bowls on them were large. I couldn’t imagine getting spanked with one of those while my butt was so darn sore. “I’ll accept the ten,” I quickly promised, bracing myself for agony. I held the muscles in my buttocks and thighs as tightly as possible, hoping his hand would simply bounce off without leaving behind more pain.
“Relax, Jennifer. It just hurts all the more if you clench your muscles.” His hand patted me, which certainly didn’t make me relax. Then I felt his hand between my thighs, prying them apart. “Open your legs, Jenn. If you can’t relax your muscles and take your spanking, then I’ll spread your legs apart; you won’t be able to clench those muscles then.” He released my right leg and used his leg to keep mine separated.
There was nothing I could do. Ten more spanks would hurt, of course, but I would survive. I would definitely have to go and look for another job. I couldn’t possibly work for Cody after he’d seen me like this. It wouldn’t do at all. And, I was positive I would never again fantasize about getting a spanking.
The last ten spanks were swift and I didn’t have time to catch my breath before they were over and I was a wretched mess of a girl sobbing over Cody’s lap, in too much pain to move, even though the punishment was obviously over. I hurt something awful, and the embarrassment I felt was even worse than the physical pain. I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me. I never wanted to see Cody Andrews again. I couldn’t possibly love the man after he treated me like a child. I just couldn’t. I didn’t want him to see
