A paddling

"I was going to shave you myself," Eric continues, "But it would seem your sluttiness has denied me that pleasure." Eric pulls a razor and a small can of shaving cream from his pocket. He tosses them to the ground. "That's another thing you'll have to punished for. How many is that now?"

Nicole doesn't answer.

"And that's another one. Jesse, any idea how many things your sister's done wrong?"

Jesse thinks for a moment. "There was her initial outburst, sir. So that's one. Then her struggling. Two. But she's been struggling the whole time. So maybe that counts as more than one. She tried to escape, so that's three. Then she spit at you, that's another. And now she denied you the pleasure of shaving her. So that's five if her struggling only counts once, sir."

"Very good, my pet," Eric beams. "And of course her constant struggling counts as more than one offense. I think five for struggling is reasonable. And her escape attempt is a severe no-no, so I'm going to count that as five as well. All totaled, I think that's thirteen. Plus her refusal to answer just now. That's one you forgot."

"I'm sorry, sir."

"I hope you understand that I'll have to punish you for it."

"Of course, sir."

"But not until after I've dealt with Nicole here." Eric walks to one of the wall displays and selects a paddle. He walks back to the pillory, careful to keep out of Nicole's line of sight.

"Fourteen total offenses, but I'm going to round it up to fifteen to make a point."

Nicole jumps as Eric reaches his hand out and begins to gently stroke it along her spine. "Shh," he whispers as Nicole relaxes, "there's a good girl." Eric continues to rub her back and then lets his hand wander down to her ass. He caresses her gorgeous globes, massaging and kneading them with his free hand. Eric slides his hand between her legs and circles a finger around her pussy, teasing her with a light and inconsistent touch. Nicole's breath catches in her throat and she starts to moan softly. She pushed her pussy towards Eric's hand, trying to increase the sensation, but Eric pulls his hand away.

Nicole slumps in the pillory, aroused, but unfulfilled. She pouts.

Nicole's pout turns into a grimace and scream of pain as Eric brings the paddle crashing into her unsuspecting ass. She tries to turn around and see what's going on, but she can't. "What are you doing?"

"Administering your punishment," Eric says calmly, hitting her with the paddle again. "Now how many was that?"

"Two," Nicole answers quickly.

"So close," Eric says, "But you forgot to address me in a way befitting my position."

"Two, sir," Nicole corrects herself.

"That's it," Eric says, reaching between her legs to tease her cunt again. Once Nicole starts pushing back against his hand, Eric withdraws and hits her again.

"How many?"

"Three, sir."

Eric smiles and winks to Jesse. Eric continues with the paddling and, after every hit, he asks Nicole which number they're on. She answers him correctly and subserviently each time. By number five, tears are starting to well in Nicole's eyes.

"It would appear as if your sister has started crying, Jesse," Eric says. "Maybe you could comfort her?"

"Yes, sir. How, sir?" Jesse asks.

"She looks like she might like a kiss," Eric suggests.

Jesse crawls over to her sister and stares her in the eye. She starts moving closer and closer, closing her eyes and tilting her head as she does. Nicole tries to look away, but the pillory prevents her from moving her head. Jesse's lips touch Nicole's and the two share a short peck for a moment before Jesse pulls back.

"Good girl," Eric says and returns to paddling Nicole's reddening ass.

By number fifteen, the tears are dripping down Nicole's cheeks, streaking her makeup and dragging dark mascara trails down her face.

"How many was that?" Eric asks.

"Fifteen, sir," Nicole says between sobs.

"And that's how many I promised." Eric walks to the wall display and returns the paddle.