Her thighs are caned

“The coloring on one of the pictures was slightly off,” Lars said. “You’ve been here long enough that you should know that that’s unacceptable.”

“I know. I’m sorry. I’ll do better next time,” Johanna said, meekly.

Lars sighed. It wasn’t the first time Johanna had made an error, and he was sure it wouldn’t be the last time either, “You know I have to punish you for this, right?”

“Yeah, I know,” Johanna said, hanging her head. She got up out of her chair. Together, the two walked swiftly down the hallway towards the punishment station that was located at the far end of the office.

Once they arrived, Lars led the way into the room. Along the wall, various implements were hanging on hooks. The room also had benches, handcuffs, rope, tables, and other things that may be necessary when administering a punishment.

“Take off your skirt and stand over there,” Lars said, gesturing to the center of the room. Johanna quickly obeyed, unzipping her skirt and placing it on a bench. She wore no panties in order to make for each access in case of punishments. This meant that she was completely nude except for her heels.

Lars strolled along the wall until he spotted a nice-sized wooden cane. Taking it off the wall, he swatted it gently on his hand as he approached Johanna. Her eyes followed him as he came to rest beside her.

“I’ll give you 10 strikes with the cane against your thighs,” said Lars. “You don’t have to count them, but I expect you to maintain your composure and not make too much noise.”

“Yes, sir,” replied Johanna. In most circumstances, it was fine for the women to refer to their male coworkers by their name. In punishment situations, however, “sir” was more respectful.

“Place your hands behind your back,” commanded Lars. Johanna obeyed. Her thighs were exposed and ready for her punishment.

THWACK

Lars administered the first strike without warning. Johanna kept herself under control, only letting out a small yelp.

THWACK

The second strike came fast after. This time, Johanna let out a squeak, but still maintained her stance.

THWACK THWACK

The third strike landed right above Johanna’s knees. The fourth hit right above the third one.

Lars continued administering Johanna punishment. By the ninth blow, Johanna was crying out with each strike. She kept her stance, however, and did not make too much noise.

THWACK

“Ooooo-eeee,” Johanna cried as the tenth strike hit her at the top of thigh. Lars inspected his work. Her thighs were laced with red stripes from the caning. She was breathing more heavily, and her body shook slightly.

“Good job, Johanna,” Lars said. “I hope you learned your lesson from that.”

“Thank you for the caning, sir,” Johanna said, bowing her head.

“You may now put back on your skirt and go back to work,” said Lars. Johanna quickly fixed her outfit and made her way out of the room. Lars watched her go. Then, he went over to the wall and marked down on the hanging clipboard that he had punished her.