Bottoms redden and sting across London. 

Some applaud him. However, the news urges us to lock our doors and windows until he is apprehended. 

I think about his hand on my plumpy, white cheeks and shiver. And hope. And wait. 

He appears by my bed. "One might think you desired this since you left your window open,  naughty Kimmi."

I fling myself across his lap, flipping up my nightie for him. 

"No knickers? Extra swats for you."

My spanking begins. His hands sting my bum. I wiggle and writhe. My pussy ignites. I squeal as I soak him. 

"Bad girl!"