1. Weight loss Motivation


    Date: 7/31/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, Male/Teen Female, Spanking, Author: thesameoldman, Rating: 90.1, Source: sexstories.com

    God! Two!” she whimpers. “That would be one young lady! Remember, we didn’t count the first one.” “Yeah Yeah, One, Sorry!” “One Sir” would be the correct way to answer, young lady.” “Sorry, One Sir.” “Not sure I am getting through to you,” I state. “I will have to see what I can do to correct that.” Under her breath, I hear, “shit, shit, shit” I swing harder this time, aiming for the all bare flesh right on the bottom of her ass, just under the too short shorts. The thunder of the paddle hitting bare flesh makes the perfect pop as it impacts. She immediately jumps straight up and rubs her ass again, yelling “Two Sir…Two Sir…Two Sir!” as big tears start falling from her eyes. She turns two or three circles rubbing her ass before bending back over the desk. I take time to roll my sleeves up, giving the fire on her ass time to burn its course before lighting it up again. When I believe enough time has passed, I give her another good stroke. This time, even though she raises up from the strike, she keeps her hands firmly gripping the desk. “Three……..Sir.” she sniffles. I can see the redness across the lower part of her butt as she gets readied again. I am definitely making a mark. But this was her idea, her wish. Her butt is dancing around so much I can’t get a good aim. I tap her on the bare leg with the paddle and order her to lift up on her tippy toes. “Much better” I conclude. With her on her tip toes, I blast her with a hard strike across the middle of her ass. This time she ...
    shrieks out and starts the full on crying. Her grip firmly on the desk, but her ass looks like she is trying to “twerk” as she jiggles it around to cool the fire. Through the sobs, she meeks out, “Four Sir.” “Ok, young lady, you have three more. Do you want the slow burn technique like you had on the first ones or do you want a rapid fire?” “Get it over with, please! Rapid fire.” “Ok then, but it will be hard and fast.” “Yes Sir” was all she said through the blubbering cries. I positioned myself a little closer to her, reached down with my big left arm and grabbed her by her waist band. I pulled her up and more toward the desk, giving her a “wedgie” and preventing her from jumping up. This also caused more of her ass to be exposed as the material of her shorts were drawn even higher. I swung hard and fast. POP!…POP!…POP! Screams and shrieks coming out her with each contact of the paddle. I let loose of her shorts after the last swat. As soon as I did, she jumped up crying and rubbing her ass and shouting: “Oh! Mother Fucker, Oh, Mother fucker, son of a bitching mother fucker! OOOHHHH!” came out as she danced around the room. I stood there with my arms crossed watching and listening to the display shaking my head. “Fuck, that stings! It stings! Oohhh!” I gave her a minute to calm, and then ordered her to sit in the chair. Sitting after a paddling is something that just prolongs the burn. She complied, but could not sit still as the fire continued to burn her ass. “Young lady! ...
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