Spanked

Madam Gauthier took hold of Anna’s wrist, and pulled her over to an empty beach chair, draping her over her lap. Anna had no choice but to drop her ice cream as she gasped. “Madam Gauthier, please no!”

But it was too late. A single tug and Anna’s bikini bottoms were pulled down to her ankles exposing her naked bare bottom to everyone watching.

“If you want tan lines, I’ll give you tan lines,” Madam Gauthier said.

SMACK SMACK SMACK

“No!” Anna cried. “Please stop! People will see!”

“You know you have a performance in just one week,” Madam Gauthier said. “So in order to make up for your disobedience, I’m going to spank you each day just like this. No matter where we are or who is watching.”

“B-but then… m-my red bottom… it’ll be visible under the leotard!” Anna cried.

“Good,” Madam Gauthier said. “Everyone should know what a naughty girl you’ve been. And… I think this performance you can go without your tutu. That way there’s no mistaking your red marks.”

“No!” Anna cried.

SMACK SMACK SMACK.