11. She follows orders (+1 forward)

Irene stands and bends over the desk. She’s presenting her ass to Price who takes a moment to not subtly admire the shape hiding under a thick wool skirt. You walk around and flip up the wool skirt, revealing a thong hiding underneath the dowdy exterior. You smile. She’s really starting to loosen up. You caress her butt for a moment before pulling back and landing the first strike on her right cheek.

SMACK.

Irene jumps a little. Price raises an eyebrow. But he doesn’t look away.

SMACK.

You land another strike. Soon, by your count, you’ve landed ten on each cheek. Irene’s ass is burning red. You slide your hand between her legs and discover she’s already wet from your treatment. You smile.

“Well. Not much of a punishment if you’re enjoying yourself, is it?”

Irene shakes her head.

You look over at Price. “I think our guest deserves some enjoyment out of you since you’ve caused so much stress for him at home. Why don’t you get between his knees?”