After mouthing off to an important client while on a business trip, Ten gets a spanking when she gets back to her hotel room. She tries to tell her coworker Aria that it can’t possibly be that bad if I’m just going to use my hand to spank her, but is quickly informed that it’s going to be a lot worse than she was thinking (/hoping). Then she is disappointed to learn that she’s also not going to get a pass for otherwise being an excellent employee. What in the world had she gotten herself into and why the hell didn’t she bite her tongue when the clients were being difficult?!
I surprise her from the other room — apparently she thought I wasn’t in the suite when discussing her fate with Aria — and grab her arm, leading her into a private part of our suite so that Aria doesn’t have to watch her being disciplined. I pull down her pants, and I spank her thoroughly. When she puts her hand back to shield her bottom, I warn her not to do that again or I’ll have to strap her hand. When she does it again, I stay true to my word: I stand her up, take off my belt, and give her open hand 5 strokes with my belt.
After the hand strapping, it’s right back over my knee so she can resume being spanked. Once that’s over, I send her over to the window to do a revised version of Corner Time: she’s facing the outside world with her pants pulled down, visible to nearby golfers. Once that’s done with, I take Ten over my knee for another spanking, this time causing her to start crying before it’s over. Once it’s over, I take her into my arms, and I provide her with much needed reassurance that her punishment was administered for her own good, and that all is forgiven.
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