Anna looked at Nate appraisingly, trying to think of the best punishment for him. Nate stood silently and waited for his punishment. He knew it was no use pleading or begging. He'd had those powers and he knew what they could do. Look at what Anna had already made him do. He had already been humiliated. No, he decided that the best course of action was to be quiet and give her what she wanted.
After a long silence, Anna spoke. "Okay. I've made my decision. I have decided how you will be punished." She paused for a moment to let those words sink in, then continued. "I told you to be back within thirty minutes and according to my phone, you took seventy-two minutes to complete that simple task, so, for your punishment. You will drive me to the nearest sex shop, where I will purchase a whip. Then I will whip you forty-two times. One for each minute that you were late."
Nate just stood there, his mouth agape. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. This was his girlfriend? The high-school valedictorian that everyone loved so much. He would never have believed she would be capable of such things.
"Well, hurry up. Let's go." Anna said, grabbing her keys.
His brain disassociated from his hands as Nate drove to the sex shop. He had never been whipped before, but he could guess that it hurt, a lot, and to get over forty strokes. He wasn't sure he could take it. The anticipation made it worse, Nate decided. If only Anna had just chosen to spank him then and there in the living room. Forty-two spankings, he thought he could take, but the wait was interminable.
Nate didn't even register getting home. He must have driven home by instinct, and before he knew it he was walking in the front door followed by Anna who had the latest Dominatrix whip in a bag in her hand. The next thing Nate was aware of was stripping out of his showgirl outfit and removing his high heels, so Anna must have removed the magic of the wish.
Nate, now completely naked, got down on his knees and bent over the coffee table. Out the corner of his eye he could see Anna raise the whip with a look of pure glee on her face.
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