Abby Comes Back Unspanked

Much to your surprise, Abby makes it back, carrying the bundle of switches. Impressively, she has avoided any further spankings, from the look of her. Her butt is still that faint pink from earlier, and really the only difference is her upper cheeks are now flaming red. She blushes further when you meet her eyes, and looks at the ground, shuffling her feet a little.

"Sirs, ma'am, I have the switches you requested so that you can," she pauses, and takes a deep breath before she continues. "P-p-punish my naughty, thieving bottom." She looks to be on the verge of crying as she hands two switches to you, two to Emily, and the last two to the police officer. He grunts. "Good. Now grab your ankles. Remember, this is thirty seconds from each of us. We will be timing, you judge when it is done. Go too short and you get a second thirty seconds." The speech seems very businesslike to him, as he puts one switch down, swishing it back and forth.

Abby, face now so crimson and hot you worry she might combust, obeys her instructions, bending down, grabbing her ankles. The position leaves her pussy visible to all of you, and pushes her butt out just a little. Her shirt falls down, covering her face, slightly muffling her words as she says "I am ready sir."

The thrashing begins an instant later. Abby grits her teeth, enduring the first few strokes in stoic silence, but they come fast and hard as the officer whips her butt, creating puffy little welts wherever he strikes. Within moments she is yelping, butt wiggling a little even as she does her best to keep position. Soon you can see wet spots on her shirt as she starts crying, but she does not flinch from the switching, as more and more welts form on her butt.

Whish!Crack!Whish!Crack!Whish!Crack!Whish! goes the switch, relentless as it finds whatever flesh it has not already touched, and leaves it stinging and sore. You stare, amazed and impressed by both the officer and by Abby's fortitude, as surely she must be in in credible pain, but she does not break position. More and more welts form, and most of her butt except for the tender patches at the tops of her thighs is welted enough that more spanking might break the skin.

Thirty seconds passes, and Abby does not call time, even as the officer starts whipping that tender, untouched flesh and she begins to yowl in agony. She doesn't call time at forty five seconds either, and the cop starts whipping her thighs, as her butt is a mess of stripes and welts. Abby is howling like a cat that got its tail stepped on. When a minute passes he steps back. "Are you alright?" He asks Abby, who is still sobbing and screeching.

After a moment, she seems to register that she is not being switches any more." Yes sir...it's just that it was a terrible thing I did, and I thought about it while I was cutting switches. It's not proper for a girl to argue about her punishment, but I knew I needed something more severe than what you said I should get. And since you let me have some control over the punishment, I thought I would let it go till the switches broke." The three of you exchange glances. This is...unexpected. All of you are used to girls trying to get out of punishments - you have quite a few memories of it now - but making her punishment more severe is less common.