A voice comes out from your GPS announcing that you have arrived at your destination. You turn into the development and drive down to the fifth house on the right. It is grey with a black mailbox in front and a Black Toyota in the driveway. For a second you get nervous and think about driving on by, but you take a deep breath and decide to turn in since you have come this far and really have no choice. You notice that the screen is shut, but the main door is open as you unbuckle your seat belt. You step onto the front porch and knock on the door.
You glance around nervously at the other house in the neighborhood. 'Oh Lord, I hope no one I know lives around here.'
Mr. Ries comes to the door and welcomes you into his home. He is dressed in a dress shirt and tie with dress pants and shoes. He asks you if you had any trouble finding his house. He shows you around his home pointing out photos on the wall and asks you if you need to go to the bathroom. He offers you bottled water and then pulls out a hard wooden chair from the kitchen table. He sits down and motions for you to stand in front of him. He looks up at you and asks you if you know why you have been told to come here.
You nervously nod your head up and down. You know you are here to receive further punishment for your behavior at the conference you attended out of town a couple of weeks ago. The thought of that night and what happened still makes you blush. You can’t believe you actually got a bare bottom spanking in your employer’s hotel room as punishment. You had no choice really. It was either submit to Mr. Ries’s discipline or lose your job. You had hoped that it was over. Mr. Ries had not said or made any reference to the incident and it had been a couple of weeks. Then just as you were about to get off work you received an E-mail from Mr. Ries telling you to be at his house at 7 that evening. The message included his home address. You thought about not going, but you felt like you had no choice. Now you are here and it’s too late to back out.
Mr. Ries looks at her sternly. “Mary you have been doing good work lately so apparently a little discipline in your life actually does you some good. I suppose you know why I told you to come here tonight."
“Mr. Ries, please Sir. I promise I have learned my lesson. I will not misbehave again.”
Mr. Ries looks back with a stern look on his face. “I ordered you to come here tonight to continue your punishment, Mary.”
“Please Mr. Ries. Please don’t spank me again. I promise to be good.”
Mr. Ries ignores her pleas. “Come here Mary” he commands.
You stand as if frozen in place unable to more. Mr. Ries gives you a look of displeasure and stands up. He reaches forward and takes you by the upper arm and forces you to the side of the chair where he sits back down.
“I suggest young lady that you do as I tell you,” Mr. Ries says. “Pull your skirt up Mary.”
You moan softly and slowly you lift your skirt up. Mr. Ries reaches up and grabs the top elastic of your panties and pulls them down to your feet. You open your mouth in shock, but before you can say anything Mr. Ries grabs your upper arm and pulls you across his lap. He shifts your weight until your nose and hair are nearly reaching the floor. Your feet are in the air and your bare bottom high in the air. You blush realizing that your bottom and pubic hair are completely exposed to Mr. Ries’s view.
“I am going to teach you to do as I say when I say, Mary.”
For half a second you start to rise, but Mr. Ries uses his left arm to force your back down on his lap. He holds you firmly so that you are unable to move.
“The best way for some girls to learn is by having their bare bottom blistered with a good hard long spanking.”