Bare Assed Repenting

"Do as he says. Flip your dress up, pull your panties down, and show your ass for a good spanking,” the voice said.

Target > 100

1d100+11 Roll = 105

Successful Suggestion (+3 Corruption Points)

Zoe Bellamy (Update)

Corruption Points = 14

Debuff Gained (Fear of God and Man (Temporary)): When she's about to be disciplined by a male authority figure, Zoe has a harder time disobeying direct orders, the rolls for which are rolled twice with the higher result used.

Zoe trembles at the Lord's command. She can only assume she's earned this punishment with the accidental touch to Mr. Wilcox's crotch. That must be why God wants her to bare herself now for this spanking. She sniffles and says to Mr. Wilcox, "Yes Sir."

She goes to the desk, leans forward until her breasts touch the hard wood, and reaches back to pull up her dress. The fabric creeps up the backs of her legs and higher, showing her butt in the cotton panties, the thin cotton clinging to her curves. Hooking her thumbs in the waistband, she tugs them down around her thighs before she can lose her nerve, fully baring her round butt for Mr. Wilcox. "This okay?"

"Good girl. You might get off easy yet." The old man leans his cane up against the desk and moves up beside her to palm both cheeks, his hands big and rough. "I didn't even have to ask you to lose the panties." He strokes her butt. "I am going to ask you to count each time I spank this tushie, though. Don't lose count or I'll start over."

Zoe shivers at his touch. She turns her head to watch him with her blonde hair falling across her eyes. "Yes Sir. I'll try."

Any hope she has that he'll start off easy dies with the first smack. His hand comes down with the crack of skin hitting skin. She cries out and sobs a little. He slaps her butt again, even harder. "I said count!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! One and two! Please, please, please don't start over." As someone who's never been spanked, Zoe is realizing her big butt makes for an easy target. A tinge of red shows in both cheeks already.

"There. That's better." He lands another smack. "I think we'll go to five since you're being such a good girl. Sound good?"

She whimpers and remembers to say, "Three!" Nodding against the desk, she answers him, "Yes Sir. Five sounds lovely, Sir."

"Keep calling me 'Sir' and I don't know if I'll want to stop." He chuckles and squeezes her butt with his knotty fingers. A second later he slaps that butt again and seems to stare at how it jiggles from the impact.

"Four, Sir!" Her face is almost as red as her butt as she breathes hard against the desk.

"Let's make number five a little special. You deserve it for hitting me in the crotch." Before she can wonder what he means, Mr. Wilcox spanks her between her spread legs, smacking her right on the pussy she's embarrassed to admit to herself has gotten a little wet.

"Ugh! Five!"

"Ask for the belt. You’ve been naughty and need to repent. Pay for your wrong doings," the voice said.

Target > 90

1d100+14 Roll = 105

Successful Suggestion (+2 Corruption Points)

Zoe Bellamy (Update)

Corruption Points = 16

Debuff: Fear of God and Man (Temporary)

Zoe gasps. Her butt is on fire. She'd rub at it, but she worries Mr. Wilcox would just spank her some more. On hearing God in her head, she whimpers. The thought of that belt scares her. Just getting spanked by the old man's hands hurt so much. The belt has to be so much worse. Wishing she could just keep quiet, she asks Mr. Wilcox, "Sir? Can I please have five more with your belt? I need to repent."

The old man nods and undoes his belt. "If it'll help you to get right with God, I'm happy to be of service." He drags the thick leather over her butt. "Don't expect me to go easy. Repenting hurts sometimes."

The belt comes down with a loud crack. She arches her back and cries out, remembering at the last instant to say, "One!" It shames her to realize she's even wetter now.

Mr. Wilcox covers her mouth. "Shh. Not so loud."

"Bear the spanking like the Savior bore the cross! Stuff your own panties into your mouth for chastisement," the voice said.

Target > 75

1d100+16 Roll = 80

Successful Suggestion (+1 Corruption Point)

Zoe Bellamy (Update)

Corruption Points = 17

Debuff: Fear of God and Man (Temporary)

She whimpers, blushing at the Lord's command. Into his hand she says, "Sir, could you put my panties in my mouth? I don't think I can stay quiet."

Mr. Wilcox wipes away her tears with his thumb. "What a lovely idea." He takes hold of her panties and pulls them down and off when she steps out of them. They make for a ball of cotton he crams between her lips. At tasting herself on them, Zoe blushes even more.

Before she can think too much about how they taste, the belt comes down again. She gives a muffled cry and tries to count but can't move her tongue enough to say the word "two."

"You'd best keep counting or we'll do way more than five. Hold up fingers if you have to." He lifts the belt high for the third smack, and Zoe is quick to hold up three fingers even as she squirms against the desk.

The fourth and fifth spanks with the belt come in quick succession across her poor abused butt, her cheeks a stinging rosy red. She holds up five fingers and tries to catch her breath, her body slumped forward across the desk, her dress bunched up around her wide hips.

Zoe wonders where a man his age finds the strength to spank so hard. As she looks back to him, his pants fall without the belt holding them up. He's not wearing a stitch of underwear. For the second time today, she stares at a naked, hard dick. And he looks even bigger than Lucas. She mumbles around the panties to try and tell Mr. Wilcox to pull his pants back up.

Comment a suggestion from the voice for Zoe.