You can't go wrong with a spanking

Dr. Blake has her former student bare bottomed and touching her toes before you have a chance to intervene. The delectable youngster has an extremely attractive and well-punished derrière, proving that she's very much subject to intense discipline in her everyday life. The tutor selects a large rectangular translucent polycarbonate paddle and pats the exposed rump in front of her gently, but the weight of the implement is enough that even this light contact is enough to flatten buttocks and leave momentary round splotches mirroring the pattern imprinted into the paddle's surface.

"I'm going to spank you until you change your mind," she announces, "then you will get however many swats it takes again as a punishment for defying me. Do you understand, girl?"

"Yes, Miss. I'm very sorry for defying you, Miss, but I'm not going to change my mind. Please may I receive the first swat."

The paddle cracks down, almost knocking the younger woman off her feet and she gasps and swallows before counting and asking for the next. The heavy board is wide enough to cover most of her cheeks in one go and they start to blister after only a couple more smacks. Tears have already started to flow and by the fifth blow, Tilly is sobbing, but showing no signs of weakening in her resolve.

You would hardly describe Susan as a weak and feeble woman, but as she continues towards the tenth swat, you can see she's flagging from the effort needed to wield the implement with such brutal ****. She clearly didn't expect the beating to go on for any length of time and orders a change in position while she regains her puff. This time, she has Tilly lie on her back on her desk, legs pulled back over her head, then brings the paddle down vertically onto one buttock and thigh at a time, using gravity to save energy. The blows get the beauty's sit spots really well and combined with the fact that most of her recent chastisement seems to have been focussed on her bottom exclusively, she's soon howling in anguish.

If she'd been one of your students, you flatter yourself she'd've learned better self control, but every fellow has their own standards and way of doing things. Despite the incredible (and vocal) suffering though, she gives no sign of getting any closer to capitulation. When the count reaches twenty, Dr. Blake takes a break and comes to talk things over with you.

"Any suggestions, Jack? I had to give her this paddle once before when she was up and she found it much harder to bear than any of the other implements we use. I really expected her to give in almost straight away."

You look over at the sobbing twenty-something and carefully avoid showing the pride you take in your advice being sought. It's certainly not something the experienced tutor would ever have done before you started using the Rulebook—indeed, she always treated you with condescension bordering on disdain—but your reputation for knowing your way around a thrashing is well established by now and obviously helpful in this situation.